Moaning, she does as she’s told, hollowing her cheeks and sucking my cock back into her mouth. Her eyes water slightly as I slam deeper and pull her back, fucking her mouth and taking control. I know she lets me, otherwise I wouldn’t get away with it. But her submission? Fucking hell. I lose control, knowing this magnificent creature is on her knees trusting me as I do whatever I want to her. She’s finally letting me past that last wall she has, and what I find on the other side?
Perfection, flaws and all.
I slam all the way down her throat, and she gags like a good girl. Seeing her choke on my cock has me panting.
“Good girl,” I croon, my hips jerking with the force of my thrusts as I use my hold on her hair to direct her movements. My hips stutter just as the door opens, and a shocked model stands in the doorway. It takes her a moment to look around and realise what’s going on, but I don’t bother stopping.
Instead, I tighten my hold on Blair’s hair and snarl, “Get the fuck out, this ain’t a free show,” as I slam down Blair’s throat, making her jerk back from the force even as she squeezes my cock, trying to get more like a greedy girl. The model quickly turns and hurries away as I laugh and pull my cock from her mouth.
“I don’t know who she couldn’t stop looking at more, you or me. I know for damn certain if it were me, I’d be watching you,” I goad as I tug her hair. “If you keep sucking me like that, I’ll come in that pretty mouth before I even get a chance to fuck that tight little cunt until you scream for me.”
“Hell yes, I thought you’d never ask.” She smirks and hops up onto the sink, parting her legs and dragging her hands up her thighs to her pussy. She starts to play with herself as I watch. “Just going to observe?” she teases, leaning back and parting her legs wider until I see her wet, bare, glistening cunt.
“Where’s your underwear?” I demand on a groan.
“Didn’t wear any.” She winks. “I was wondering how long it would take for one of you to bend me over and find out.”
“Fuck,” I snap and cross the space, yanking her to the edge of the sink as I drop my head between those thick, tanned thighs and inhale the sweet scent of her dripping cunt. She parts her folds, giving me a better view as I lick my lips. Done with waiting, I bury my hands under her ass and lift her to my mouth, sealing my lips around her clit and sucking as she moans. Her hands fall away, leaving me to my feast.
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers. “Cy, please.”
The nickname on her tongue has me digging my fingers into her supple skin until she cries out, her dirty little cunt clenching as I hurt her.
“Say it again,” I demand as I release her clit, running my nose down her pussy to her hole and circling until I get what I want.
“What?” she asks, confused. She sits up to look down at me, her eyes hazy with lust.
“Cy,” I grunt.
Smirking, she runs her hand through my hair before fisting it like I did hers. She sits up and then leans down, dragging me higher until her lips meet mine. “Cy,” she moans breathlessly before pressing her lips to mine. Her tongue sweeps along the seam of my lips before I take over, kissing her back. I lick along her teeth, nipping at her lips until I have to break away to catch my breath.
My hand automatically curls around her neck and squeezes—not to control or contain her, but needing contact. I need to see my rough, scarred hand against her perfect skin to know she’s mine. All mine. “Keep talking like, and you just might have me falling for you, baby girl,” I rasp, the words coming out before I can stop them.
She blinks before forcing a fake smile. “Don’t go falling for me, Cyrus,” she says gently. “I’d hate to break your heart.”
Unsure what else to say and needing to wipe away that sad, distant look from her eyes, I do what I do best. I show her what we both know is true with my mouth. This is too good, too fucking perfect to be anything but forever, even if neither of us wants to admit it just yet to each other. We’re both scarred from our past and hate being vulnerable, but our bodies? They say everything our voices can’t.
I eat her pussy fast and hard, putting everything into licking and sucking until she’s crying out my name and begging for me to let her come on my face like a good girl.
I push two fingers inside of her and crook them, curling them against her bundle of nerves. Keeping her pinned to me as she thrusts into my mouth, I nip her clit, and she comes all over my mouth. I lap it up, wanting her taste to stay on my tongue forever.
Adding another finger into her fluttering channel, I fuck her through it, my tongue cleaning my fingers as I move them in and out of her. I need to feel her come again, to make her orgasm so many times that when I fuck her with my huge dick, she won’t be able to walk after. She’ll need to be carried all night, like a content little bitch, with my cum in her cunt. When it starts to drip out, I’ll push it back inside her in front of everyone for not wearing panties.
That thought alone has me reaching down with my other hand and gripping my cock so I don’t come.
“Cy!” she screams, trying to pull away, but I don’t let her. I attack her engorged clit, catching it between my teeth before kissing it better, all while my fingers piston in and out of her wet, dripping pussy until she comes all over them again with a yell.
I have no doubt everyone can hear us, even over the music, and as I surge above her, pulling my dripping fingers from her cunt, I can’t help but smile in satisfaction. Let them hear my girl’s cries for more, for my cock. Hell, let them watch if it will make them all understand that she’s mine.
She slumps back, her eyes closed and mouth slack in pleasure, and I’ve never seen something so beautiful in all my life. Seeing my marks on her, the proof of her desire for me... fuck. Without wrapping my cock, I grab her thighs, toss them over my shoulders, and slam into her drenched cunt in one smooth move.
She groans, opening her eyes as her hands scramble to get purchase on the vanity as I set a rough, fast pace. She loves it. Her pussy clamps around me, dripping down my cock and balls as she cries out my name. Her head falls back, her flushed chest rising and falling until I can’t resist. I lean in, yank down her dress, and capture one of her tight nipples in my mouth. She groans louder, dropping her legs to my waist and hooking them around me as she lifts herself to meet my thrusts.
“Cy, God, please don’t stop.”
“Never,” I snarl as I pull away before turning my head and biting the sensitive flesh of her boob. She screams, clenching around my cock, and my own pleasure grows until I feel it surging through every part of me. I fight it back, not wanting to come yet so I can be inside of her longer.
Gripping her ass, I slam into her harder, and the mirror behind her shatters, but we both ignore it, fighting for release.