Page 91 of Trust Me

“Be a good little slut and ride my cock,” I order, using my hands on her hips to encourage her as her hips roll against mine.

Jasmine moves rapidly, riding me. Staring in awe, I love the way her tits bounce with the movement. I tweak her nipple with my hand, her head lolling back at the stimulation. If there’s anything I’ve learned about my girl, it’s that she loves her breasts to be appreciated.

I trail my hand up her chest, stopping when my fingers curl around her neck. Jasmine gives me a nod of approval, so I apply a light amount of pressure. Jasmine’s moan vibrates in her throat, and I hold her a little tighter as I watch my cock disappear in and out of her cunt.

It’s the most satisfying thing I’ve ever seen.

Suddenly, she lifts up, switching positions as she turns away from me. Her head peeks around her shoulder, a smirk on her lips. We’ve yet to do this position, and I almost come undone at the sight.

Jasmine places one hand on each of my thighs, bracing herself as she begins to lift up, then slams back down on my cock. My back lifts off the bed as pleasure courses up and down my spine, my balls tensing up already.

She feels so fucking good this way, in all ways truthfully, but this is doing something for me. She bounces up and down my cock, her ass slapping loudly against my hips each time.

I join in, giving her ass a slap as she moves. “Fuck, such a good dirty girl,” I grunt, giving her other cheek a slap. “Scream my name. Let everyone on this plane know who this cunt belongs to.”

Jasmine releases a moan-slash whimper, my name in the mix as she continues to work me so fucking well. I place my hands on her hips, stilling their motion. She looks over her shoulders in confusion, but it fades as I begin pounding into her from below, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she struggles to keep herself up straight.

My thrusts are relentless, plowing into her hard and deep from below.

“Elio,” she whimpers.

“That’s it,” I praise.

“It’s too much. You’re so big.”

“Take it, dolcezza, take my cock pounding into your tiny cunt like you were meant to.”

She does as I say, moving her hips in tandem with mine, her fingers on her clit as our bodies working together to bring us to the edge. I lose control, my balls tensing up, my orgasm shooting through my body as I yell obscenities while my cum spills into her.

Jasmine follows me off the edge, her orgasm unfurling once she feels me cum inside, her walls clenching around me, extending the high of the pleasure coursing from my head to my toes.

She lifts up, my cum dripping out of her and onto my cock. Jasmine shifts her body around and wraps her lips around my cock and sucks it off.

This has literally never happened to me before, but that might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.

Jasmine works me up easily, her lips sucking me in deep, her hand around my shaft pumping. What sets off my second orgasm is her hands on my balls, massaging them as she sucks the tip, hard.

I come down her throat, and Jasmine swallows me with a smile on her face. How is she real? How the hell did I get so damn lucky?

I haul her body up to mine and press my lips roughly to hers. Pulling back, I look at her intently. “I love you, dolcezza,” I drawl, caressing her cheek softly.

“What does that mean?” she finally asks, not reciprocating my words.

I’m not upset that she hasn’t said it back yet, because I know she loves me. I don’t need words to confirm it. This relationship stuff is still new to her, so I don’t want to push her.

“It means sweetheart.”

She easily could have Googled it, but knowing her, she’d rather not know until she was ready to hear it.

She crinkles her nose at me. “But you’ve been calling me that since the beginning of the semester. We weren’t friends then.”

“I was teasing you, because you were anything but sweet to me. But now it’s because you’re my sweetheart.”

Her eyes soften, a sweet smile on her lips. “You’re cute, you know that?”

“Mmm, tell me more.” I chuckle, running a hand down her naked back.

“You’re full of it.” She laughs, rolling onto her back.

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