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The sight of her bare for me out here drives me wild as her glistening cunt comes into view. “I don’t think I need to feel, nena. I can see you dripping for me.”

She moans, her lips parting sensuously. “What are you going to do with me?”

I slide my fingers through her wetness, my cock swelling at how soaked she really is. “I’m going to fuck you and make you scream so loud that everyone on the trip will know what I did to you.”

There’s a slight flash of fear in her eyes. “That would be reckless.”

“Reckless and hot. I want the entire fucking school to know your pussy belongs to me.” I part her thighs further, my cock aching to be free. “Mine,” I growl, overwhelmed by the possessiveness sweeping through my veins.

She moans, arching her back further. “Then get on with it.”

Her cheeks are flushed a pretty pink as she watches me over her shoulder, waiting for my cock. It’s reckless that I keep fucking her unprotected, especially as the last thing either of us wants at our age is an unexpected pregnancy, and yet I need to feel her skin against mine. I need to spill my cum deep inside of her. It makes no fucking sense, but there’s a primal part of me that wants her pregnant and growing round with my baby, because then how can anyone refute my claim on her?

Natalya Gurin is mine.

I unfasten my pants and pull them down with my boxers, freeing my cock.

Natalya moans at the sight, licking her lips as if she’s hungry for it.

“Is this what you want?” I ask, slowly sliding my closed fist up and down the length, dripping cum onto the forest floor.

She nods, eyes dilating so much they’re just black now. “Yes, please, Elias.”

I spank her firm ass. “You know what to call me, Gurin,” I growl, dragging the tip through her soaking wet lips and making her shudder.

“Yes, please, master,” she corrects herself.

“Good girl,” I praise, my cock throbbing in my hands. “Tell me how much you want my cock.”

I need to hear her beg me for it. The girl who I’ve treated like utter shit for years, and yet somehow she still wants me, desires me.

“I want it so bad,” she whines, arching her back so much I get an even better view of her sweet pussy.

I groan and press my hips forward, embedding my cock deep inside of her heavenly pussy.

Natalya moans and it’s such a sweet fucking sound. I could never get enough of hearing her moan while I fuck her. I hold still for a moment, my hands clawing tightly at her wide hips and my cock deep inside of her, allowing us both to adjust.

She tries to move her hips, but I hold her still.

The need to dominate her always rising to the surface, even now that the dark and twisted dislike I had for her has morphed into something else entirely.

I spank her firm, tanned ass cheeks and she moans louder, glancing at me over her shoulder.

“Please, master.”

I groan. “That’s right, nena, beg me.” I spank her again.

Her eyes flutter shut. “Please fuck me. I need you to make me come.”

I lose it then. My fingertips digging harder into her skin as I start to fuck her. Every thrust of my hips is harder and more brutal than the last, and Natalya takes it all. In fact, she fucking loves it.

Her back arching further, her body bending to my will.

I pull out of her, which results in a whine of protest.

“What are you—”

I grab her arm and force her to turn around so she’s facing me. My arms wrap around her and I lift her off her feet, forcing her to wrap her legs around my waist. Her back hits the tree and I hold her there, studying her beautiful face. “I need to look into your eyes,” I murmur and then I kiss her, my cock brushing against her sensitive entrance. “Now be a good girl and no more questions.”


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