Page 68 of For Pleasure Or Worse

“Please don’t stop,” she begged. “I’m going to—fuck.” Her shoulders lifted off the bed and her stomach tensed. I continued fucking her with my fingers, recognizing the signs of her orgasm coming to a head. This was different, a build-up that came on like a freight train. She couldn’t hold on to the climax in the same way. It shook through her hard, lifting her hips from the bed.

“Oh, do it for me,” I begged her right back. My voice was hoarse with need, all of my focus on the rhythm of my fingers between her legs, not letting up at all. “Come on, Tally, do that thing you know I love.”

Her lips parted, eyes rolling back, her entire lower half relaxing—and then I was covered in her. My hand and wrist, her legs, the bedsheet. She screamed out in ecstasy and thrashedas I thrust to the very last pulse, until her knees were buckling inward and she was clawing at my arm to stop, overcome by it.

“Fuck yes. Jesus Christ, Natalia, I’m gonna fucking ruin you like you just ruined these sheets.” I didn’t let her breathe. Possession took over and I palmed my cock, slid it through her pussy, and plunged myself inside of her to the brink. She was tight, and hot, unimaginably wet. The friction shot pleasure straight up my spine, goose bumps erupted down my body, and I washome. I was home inside of her. Reaching up I swept her sweat-slicked strands of hair off her forehead and kissed her as I rolled my hips over and over again. She tried to speak but I hushed the noise with my lips, swallowing whatever desperation was there. I was on another plane of existence, forgetting for a moment where I was, that I had a plan, that I couldn’t fucking come yet, because I hadn’t followed through on my promise.

I growled and straightened back up, gripping the base of my cock as I pulled out of her to the very tip, leaving it there to tease and poke at her entrance.

“What are you doing?” Natalia complained. Her long fingers wrapped around me and guided me back inside her but I resisted. “Put it back,” she demanded.

“Tell me about your shower.” The top of the bottle of lube popped open with a flick of my thumb and I brought it between us. “I want to know everything. I want to know what had you so riled up that you needed to scratch that itch. So hot and bothered you couldn’t wait for me to get home to take care of you.”

The cold, viscous liquid dripped onto my shaft, and I pulled a breath through my teeth to adjust to the lube coating me. I let it drizzle across Natalia’s core, rubbing it across her clit, and then watched it travel down to her tight ring of muscle.

Her breath quickened as I gathered more on my fingers and brought them to her unfilled hole, sliding one inside. I was aching to be buried in that snug part of her. It was far from thefirst time, but the sense of trust was always prevalent. We had to work our way up to this carefully.

“I was stressed,” she said. Her voice wavered as I added another finger, pumping them slowly in and out. I picked her limp arm up off the bed, kissing the tips of her fingers, her palm, her wrist, and then down her forearm to lessen the pressure, to relax her.

“About what?”

She didn’t answer me for several seconds, eyes squeezed closed, adjusting to the intrusion, ecstasy loosening her limbs with every in and out. She took a shaky breath. “Everything. The wedding, my parents, us. I thought it would—” A sharp breath whistled out of her. “I thought it would help me calm the fuck down if I just got off. It was innocent, I swear. I didn’t even finish.”

“Innocent?” I scoffed out a laugh. “Our interpretation of innocence is not the norm, Tal. Just because I’ve paddled your ass red, and tied you in knots for an audience, doesn’t mean I’m not going to get jealous when you choose a plaything over me.”

“It’s not your enemy,” she reminded me. Her fingertips skated to her nipples, pinching and tugging on them and I watched her pussy flutter in waiting, gripping at nothing as I worked her ass open inch by inch.

I poured more lube over us, drenching my cock in it, and then replaced my fingers with the tip, sheathing myself halfway inside of her ass in one push. I shocked us both, like ripping off a Band-Aid. Her legs trembled and I pressed them open wider, pinning her thighs to the bed. I could watch my dick splitting her in half every day for the rest of my life and never get bored of it. In fact, I intended to. Her body was mine. Her soul was mine.

“I thought your pussy was the tightest fucking hole on this planet, Tally. But fucking your ass is unreal.” I thrust farther, letting her reactions to me set the pace, giving her my full lengthin slow, deliberate strokes. She was blissed out, a deep moan filling every silent second. The vein in her neck thrashed against skin as she tossed her head backwards. “That’s it, love. Get lost.”

I thought I couldn’t handle having my cock in her mouth, but holding off on this woman now was an Olympic sport. My body was screaming to release. All this energy inside me had been pent up so long that when I let go, it was going to be uncontrollable.

Natalia’s body started rocking against me on her own accord, her hips swiveling in small circles, inviting me in farther. I rubbed two fingers against her clit, working her in both places and sliding my touch down to her unused entrance, teasing them inside.

She thrashed, grabbing my hand and holding it there. “Please, Matty.”

“Tell me with those perfect lips what you’re asking for.” I knew what she wanted, and I was going to give it to her, but I loved hearing her say it in my own torturously degrading way. “If you’re going to be a slut, commit to it, Tal.”

“I want both.” She picked up the pink toy beside her and brought it to the apex of her thighs. I took it and slapped it eagerly against the hood of her clit. Jolts of pleasure racked her, and she rested a heel at the small of my back, bracing for the moment I penetrated her.

My hips bottomed out against her ass and I stopped, feeling her whole body swell around me. Lust clouded my brain like a fog. “You want to be used, huh? One cock isn’t enough for you?”

Natalia tugged her bottom lip between her teeth, shaking her head. She loved it when I spoke to her like this, but she still got shy regardless. I adored that willingness. I wanted her to have everything she desired in a partner out of me, and I cradled the trust she put in the palm of my hands to give her just that.Degradation wasn’t for everyone, but she had her reasons, and I had my limits. We danced on the edge of that.

She sat up on her elbows and watched me slowly dip the first inch inside her. My own breath chased itself as I felt the intrusion through the thin layer of skin separating my cock from the toy. I puffed my cheeks, keeping my composure, and let her pussy swallow the dildo right down to the base where my knuckles met her flesh in a single stroke.

“Fuck me,” I cursed, dropping my chin to my chest, overwhelmed by the act, the feeling, the rush, the fucking dynamic between us that widened my boundaries and rewarded every last one of my sick fantasies. Tally’s fingers threaded through my sweat-damp hair, and my free hand tightened around her waist. The room was spinning; I didn’t know up or down. I just knew my wrist was working the toy inside of her, and my hips were pounding into soft, buttery flesh.

“You fill me so good, baby,” she mumbled. “I love feeling you everywhere.”

“You say the prettiest things when you’re being fucked like a whore.” Her mouth fell into a softOshape. “That’s okay, honey. Because you’re such a perfect one for me. Just like you should be.”

Her body started to quiver and I knew the first waves of a building orgasm were barreling through her. She dug her sharp nails into my biceps, her sounds flowing more freely as I bared down, giving her everything I could in languid strokes and short snaps of my wrist. The mix of her arousal and the lube made everything sowet. It was hard to pace myself. I knew the second she started to come undone I was going to be right behind her. The tightening in my groin grew more and more fierce every time I jerked my hips.

I wanted to punish her, bruise her, leave a mark for her to wear under her white dress while she ate breakfast with all of ourbest friends in the morning. I wanted her to still be sticky with my cum between her legs.

“You are fucking everything,” I gritted out. “I want you to let go again when you come, Tally. I want to hear you scream my name, so everyone in this house can hear it, too.” I guided her hand to the toy and let her take the reins. She did without skipping a beat, pleasuring herself to the same rhythm as my cock in her tight ass.

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