Page 142 of Stalking Ginevra

“Yes.” I bite my lip to stifle a moan.

Our first time together, and he’s breeding me like I’m a prize bitch, yet I’ve never been so wet.

“Good girl,” he growls, his voice rough and low. “And you’re going to fucking love it.”

Before I can catch my breath, he thrusts inside with a snap of his hips that knocks the air out of my lungs. The pressure is unbearable. My walls stretch to accommodate him, but the thickness of his cock leaves me gasping. It feels like he’s splitting me open. I jerk forward at the sudden invasion, my nerves processing the intoxicating cocktail of pleasure and pain.

I’ve never felt so full, so stretched. Benito is even longer and thicker than Bob Brisket. My walls flutter, adjusting to his unreasonable girth.

“Oh, god,” I moan, my fingers gripping the rug’s pile.

“I prefer Benito,” he growls. “But feel free to speak in tongues.”

Before my body can get used to his size, he grips my hip tighter, pulls back and slams into me again, setting a punishing rhythm that has me crying out with each thrust.

He pounds into me from behind at a relentless pace, delivering equal amounts of pleasure and friction. Each thrust sends shockwaves through my core, each brutal snap of his hips pushing me to the edge of insanity.

The air around me thickens, becoming suffocating to the point where I can barely draw in oxygen. My head swims. I can’t even think.

“Fuck,” he groans, his voice dark and dripping with satisfaction. “You’re soaking my cock. You love this, don’t you?”

I shake my head, trying to deny it, but my body betrays me again, my hips moving back to meet his thrusts, desperate for the release that’s just out of reach.

“Liar,” he growls, slapping my ass hard. The sting radiates through my skin, but the sharp pain only heightens the unbearable pleasure building in my core.

“Say it,” he commands, his thrusts growing harder, deeper. His crown grazes a spot that makes me pant and tremble. “Say you’re looking forward to taking my cum. Tell me how much you love being bred.”

“I don’t,” I manage to gasp, even as my body trembles beneath him, my pussy clenching tight around his cock with every snap of his hips.

Pressure builds in my core, threatening to burst. I clench my teeth, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing I’m out of control.

“Liar,” he snarls, his hand coming down on my ass, delivering a burst of sensation and sting.

I cry out, but the sound is closer to a moan.

Benito continues thrusting, his cock grazing my g-spot with devastating accuracy. My arms tremble, barely holding up my upper body, and I’m teetering on the edge, about to fall apart.

“You’re going to take my seed like a dirty little slut,” he growls, his voice a dark, filthy promise.

My body is trembling, and I can feel the orgasm building, my muscles tightening around his shaft. I’m so close that my eyes roll to the back of my head. The pleasure is unbearable, and I want to fight it, want to hold on to the last shred of control, but the muscles of my pussy clamp tight.

Benito’s hot breath warms my neck as he continues pounding into me with violent thrusts. “Fuck, Ginevra, you’re going to come.”

I bite down hard on my lip, trying to hold back the overwhelming flood. Benito can’t know how much I enjoy this degradation. He’ll never return to treating me like a queen.

“Admit it,” he hisses. “Tell me how much you love this cock.”

I clench my teeth, shake my head again, trying to deny his accusation, but the sensation is too overwhelming, too intense. The muscles of my pussy tighten around his shaft with so much force that his movements slow.

Just as the first wave of climax threatens to hit, Benito pulls out, leaving me collapsing forward on the rug.

“What?” I cry out, my breath coming in ragged pants. Every inch of my body still screams with need.

“You were close, weren’t you?” His voice is lower, almost mocking.

“Benito, why?”

Chuckling, he grabs me by the waist, yanking me upright, and forcing me onto his lap. I straddle him, my back pressed against his clothed chest, his erection poised at my entrance again.

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