Page 31 of Branded

“Yes! Yes! Ohmygod, I’m…I’m…”

“That’s it, love. I want to see this pussy gush for me.”

He leans in and sucks my clit into his mouth, pushing me over the edge. I grind my pussy into his face as my legs tremble and snap around his head. Every muscle spasms, and I can’t breathe yet as wave after wave of pure ecstasy floods my veins, threatening to suffocate me. I don’t mind. I don’t ever want to come up for air.

Griz laps up everything I give him, growling into my folds and holding me closer so he doesn’t miss a drop.

I’m vaguely aware of Griz pulling away and scooting me up the bed, but my mind is still in a fog of pleasure as I come down from that high. My pussy is still swollen and throbbing when Griz thrusts his huge cock inside me.

We both cry out, and my legs hook around his hips, my heels digging into his ass and pulling him closer.

“Shit, Monty. So fucking good. Missed being inside you.”

He slowly pulls out and I feel my pussy protesting, trying to suck him back in. Griz kisses me at the same time he shoves his hard shaft back into my depths. He swallows my cries and sets a steady pace as he devours my mouth.

Griz breaks the kiss, licking and nibbling his way down to my breasts. He sucks one into his mouth, swirling his tongue around my nipple. The pace quickens as he kisses his way to my other breast, giving it the same treatment. I meet him thrust for thrust until his pace turns frantic.

“Fuck me, darlin’,” he grits out, sweat beading on his forehead as he hammers into me.

Griz leans down and rubs my clit. Over and over, he rolls the little bundle of nerves in between his fingers. I close my eyes as my muscles tense and lock up, preparing for another orgasm.

“Griz! Don’t stop, please, don’t—”

And then he’s not touching me, he’s not inside of me, he’s not on the bed.

“Noooo!” I cry out.

Large hands slide up my thighs, gripping my hips in a punishing hold. Griz flips me over and smacks my ass, chuckling.

“I’m not ready for this to end yet. Up on your hands and knees, darlin’. Show me that ass.”

I do as he says. Grizz rubs every inch of my exposed skin, massaging my ass and appreciating all of my curves. Then, he leans over so his front is covering my back and nibbles the shell of my ear. “I’ve got you, sweet girl. I’ll always give you what you need.”

With that, he slams into me from behind, and I come on the spot.Hard.

I hear someone scream out in pleasure. Some part of me knows I'm the one who made that sound, but it feels so distant. I feel so far away like I'm on another planet looking down on us as Griz fucks me good and hard.

“Holy shit, baby, that’s it, squeeze my big dick.”

My whole body pulses around his cock as it pistons in and out of me. One orgasm rolls right into another, my juices running down my thighs.

“Griz…so…good!” I say in between thrusts.

He grabs my hair in his hand and twists my head so he can bend down and kiss me. Our lips melt, our skin slaps, our sweat mingles and drips down our bodies.

When we come up for air, Griz grabs my hips and ruts into me like an animal. I push back into him and he growls, the vibrations spreading through his cock and straight into my pussy. He massages my ass cheeks and pulls them apart.

“Jesus, fuck, baby. Love watching us like this, my big dick stretching your pussy lips. Love watching you take all of me like a good girl. Are you a good girl, darlin’?”

“Ye…Yes!”

“Are you going to come for me again like a good girl?”

“Mmhm…”

Griz slows his pace a little and spanks me. It sends a jolt of white-hot pleasure to my clit.

“Words, Monty. I need your words. Are you going to come for me?”


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