Page 23 of Carnival Stalker

I nod, biting my lip as he squeezes my throat, using it like a handle to guide my movements. I’m completely under his control, and I surrender to it, wanting to please him, needing to feel him lose control.

My pace becomes urgent, my breath coming in short gasps. He tightens his grip on my throat just enough to heighten the pleasure, and I feel the coil between my thighs tighten further. I’m so close, teetering on the edge. “Please,” I beg.

Suddenly, he sits up, taking me with him, still buried deep inside me. With his hand wrapped around my throat, he guides me up and down on his lap, setting a relentless pace. I can feel his strength, his power. I cling to him, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I move with his demanding rhythm.

The pleasure builds, an inferno inside me, and I feel thefamiliar tightening in my core. “Don’t stop,” I plead, wanting to soar over the edge.

With a savage grin, he releases my throat and leans back, using his hold on my hips to lift and lower me, controlling my every move. “Come for me, baby. Let me feel it.”

I cry out as the dam breaks, waves of pleasure crashing over me. I’m overwhelmed, consumed by the pleasure he wrings from my body. I feel him tense beneath me, his grip on my hips tightening.

“That’s it, baby,” he growls, his voice rough with desire. “Keep going, ride it out.”

I whimper, my body still shaking, and obediently continue to move, drawing out the exquisite sensation. Phoenix watches me, his eyes burning with intensity. I can see the pleasure on his face, the way my body responds to him, only fueling his arousal.

Phoenix groans, his control breaking. “Fuck,” he breathes. “You’re so tight.”

He sits up, pulling me with him, and before I can protest, he spins me around. I land on my hands and knees, my breath hitching as he positions himself behind me. His hands grip my hips, pulling me back toward him, and then he’s filling me again, his thrusts powerful and relentless.

“You feel so good wrapped around me,” he grunts, his hips snapping against mine. “I’m going to breed this tight pussy, fill it with my cum.”

His words send a shock through me, and I push back against him, meeting his savage rhythm. It turns me on, even though I know he can’t get me pregnant since I’vehad an IUD since I first had sex when I was eighteen. The bed creaks beneath us, the sound of our bodies coming together filling the trailer. The heat builds again, spurred on by Phoenix’s words.

“That’s it, take it,” he grunts, his hands sliding up my body to grip my throat. He chokes me harder now as he thrusts into me.

“Again,” I beg, wanting to soar over the edge again and feel him lose control, too.

“Greedy girl,” he growls, his voice hoarse. “You want to come again? Do you want my seed dripping from your pussy?”

“Yes,” I cry, my face pressed against the pillow. “Please, Phoenix. Fill me.”

His pace quickens, his hips snapping against my ass. I can feel him, hard and thick inside me, and I know he’s close. “Fuck, I’m not gonna last,” he grunts. “I’m going to mark you as mine.”

His possessive claim sends me over the edge, and I cry out as my body tightens around him. Phoenix follows, his hand tightening on my throat as he roars, his release pulsing hot inside me.

“That’s my good fucking girl, take it all,” he pants, his voice hoarse. “I’m going to fill you up again and again. And I’m not going to rest until my cum is dripping from you.”

He continues to thrust into me, his hips moving frantically, milking his orgasm. I cry out with each thrust, overwhelmed by the pleasure, my body shaking with the force of it.

Finally, he slows, his breath ragged, releasing my throat and kissing my shoulder gently. “That was?—”

I cut him off with a giggle, turning my head to smile at him. “Incredible,” I finish.

He pulls out of me, and I whimper at the loss, feeling his cum start to leak from my body. Phoenix grins and pulls me toward him, my back against his chest. “That was just the beginning, sweetheart. I’m not done with you yet.”

14

TILLY

Iwake up groggy, my head throbbing, and there’s a strange sensation between my legs. I try to lift my arms to rub my eyes, but they won’t budge. Confused, I blink a few times, my vision clearing to reveal that I’m still tied to Phoenix’s bed.

I feel disoriented, and it takes me a moment to remember the intense night we shared. My body aches pleasantly, and I shift to get more comfortable. Then I notice Phoenix kneeling between my legs, his eyes shut, his mouth hovering over my core.

I should be scandalized, but a spark of pleasure shoots through me as I realize what he’s doing. He’s licking me, feasting on my most intimate place while I lay helpless, sleeping and bound to his bed. It’s wrong and still sends a thrill coursing through my body.

I watch, captivated, as he laps at me, his tongue teasing my clit. Despite my fuzzy state of mind, I’m so aroused.

A soft moan escapes my lips as he nuzzles further intomy core, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. I’m completely at his mercy, tied up and vulnerable, and the realization only fuels my desire.

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