Page 75 of Obsessed with Her

I make her lower herself until the head of my cock completely disappears inside her; When she starts begging for more, I know she's ready for me.

I reverse our positions, fitting myself between her legs with difficulty. Not even a condom can stop me from feeling her honeyed heat.

Serenity writhes under my body, and I have to stop for a few seconds to keep myself from entering her completely. I bend down to kiss her and slowly push into her again. I intensify the kiss at the same time as I push into her virgin cavity.

Her hard-nippled breasts press against mine, her shapely legs widening to accommodate me.

I move in and out, penetrating her very lightly, eventually pulling back to look at her.

I'm addicted to her reactions, fascinated by her moans, her panting, and the way she whimpers my name when she comes.

Serenity is completely at the mercy of my lust, but she is not a doll without will, a body that lets itself be used. Even in her inexperience, she makes demands too.

She pulls me forward by the shoulders to kiss me. Bite, scratch, beg.

I penetrate her a little more, and she becomes rigid, her nails digging into my ass.

With one hand, I hold hers above her head. "I won't hurt you, but you have to trust me."

She nods, and I lower my mouth to hers. I sink my tongue into the kiss and bury my cock balls-deep in her pussy.

She lets out a howl of pain into our kiss. She barely breathes, and I slide my hand between our bodies to transform suffering into pleasure.

I suck on her hard nipple while I caress her clit, my teeth pulling lightly until I feel her breathing calm down a little.

I stiffen like wood, tense, desperate with lust when I feel her dilating around me.

I know she's in pain, but even with her expression full of suffering, she's fucking beautiful.

"You are a goddess, Serenity. The most beautiful woman who ever lived."

I don’t say that as an empty compliment. She really is perfect. However, my words seem to restore her confidence, making her bolder, and she cups my face, taking the initiative in the kiss.

Slowly, I test my movements, pulling out and pushing back against her center.

I hold her by the ass, angle it the way I want, my hands digging into her flesh.

Her round breasts rise and fall as I fuck her, teasing me, and I lick her hard, pink nipples begging for my tongue.

I increase my speed. She bites me, tries to escape, snakes under me.

"Too much?"

"It hurts."

"I'll make the hurt go away." I want to protect her, not because of the fucked-up guardianship agreement, but because I finally understand that from the moment I laid eyes on her, Serenity belonged to me.

Her face is bathed in sweat, but now, every time I thrust in and out, she follows me, writhing, lifting her hips to meet me, asking for more.

"What a hot pussy."

I pull out and re-enter faster and faster, and the feeling of filling her up, taking her whole, drives me crazy.

I try to control the pace of the fucking because I don't want to come before she does. I want to stay inside her tight body for hours, days.

I have never felt such intense pleasure.

I consume her mouth with my tongue, in rhythm with the joining of our sexes.

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