“Please… Please, fuck me. I can’t stand it. Please. I’m a slut.”
“You’re a slut, baby. You’re a filthy little bitch who needs to fuck to make you behave. Is that it? Huh? Is that what you want?”
“Yes!” I screamed. “I’ll be good. I promise. Please…”
He slid the rest of the way off the seat. I twitched in a frenzy. Was he going to fuck me now—at last?
He knelt between my legs, still driving his fingers in hard. His knuckles pounded my pussy raw, but that only made me wetter.
He leaned close to my face, hissing through gritted teeth. His arm and shoulders strained under his suit with the power of every cruel thrust. “Beg for my cock, you little slut!” he snarled. “Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to make you cum all over my cock the way you want to.”
“Please!” I shrieked. “Please. I need your cock so bad…”
“Would you suck my cock hard if I fuck you with it?”
“Yes! Anything! Please, Nicky. I can’t stand it…”
“You better learn to stand it, bitch. You don’t cum unless I say so. Understand? This pussy is mine.”
“Yes!” I screamed. “Yes!”
“Say it. Say this is mine!”
“It’s yours! You make me cum. Please! Please!”
He leaned back, and I almost burst into tears when he slid his fingers out of me. “Don’t stop. Keep touching yourself.”
I moaned in agony. Touching myself was driving me insane. My eyes really did tear up when he unzipped and pulled out his straining cock. “Is this what you want? Huh? Is this the cock you want to make you cum?”
I couldn’t answer. I stared into his eyes in a kind of drunken lunacy. He drove me beyond sanity, beyond reason, beyond all rational thought. He mesmerized me with those eyes, so my whole being hung on his word.
He leaned in and kissed me, and in the middle of that magical kiss, his cock touched my inflamed tissues. He pushed my hand away, and then he was inside.
His thickness blasted my world apart, but I still couldn’t cum—not until he told me to.
He ripped off my lips, straightened up, and started fucking me out of my mind. He pulled me down the seat and positioned my thighs around his hips.
He drove in hard and tight, but those eyes overpowered me more than anything. His nostrils flared, and he compressed his lips with the effort.
He raised his hand to my face one more time and slipped his thumb into my mouth. “Suck it, baby. Suck me.”
I started sucking, and delicious pleasure flooded me. I was sucking him and fucking him at the same time. I couldn’t stop spiraling in the stratosphere, and I hadn’t even cum yet. Maybe he wouldn’t let me cum at all, but this was the most blissful experience of my life.
He slid his other hand up my shirt, tore my bra out of the way, and groped my breasts while he drilled me out of this world. He hummed and sighed the harder I sucked on his thumb.
My wetness squelched around his distended veins every time he drove in. He smacked my ass with deep, wet, delicious spanks that set my whole body jiggling.
He pulled his thumb out of my mouth. “My slut,” he breathed. “My bitch.”
“Nicky…” I gasped.
He hooked one beefy hand behind my neck and heaved me off the seat without missing a stroke. He sat me up in front of him and held me in that position where he could kiss me.
He picked up the pace until he slammed into me with all his massive power. “That’s right, baby,” he panted. “That’s right. You like to take that cock…”
I gasped with every stroke. I wanted to scream his name to the four winds, but I couldn’t make a sound except to pant and gasp into his mouth every time he delivered one of those scorching kisses.
He escalated to a pounding beat so fucking hard I didn’t know how I could survive it. He would blast me into a million pieces any second now.