Page 80 of Strictly Business

Her throat moves as she swallows every drop of my cum down her throat and a shiver runs up my spine. “Open.” She opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue to show me. Cupping her face, I caress her cheek, and she melts into me. “What a good girl, baby. You really love to please me, don’t you?”

She nods, her eyes fluttering and a heavy breath leaves my lips at her submissiveness. She knows exactly what I need. And I know she needs praise, needs to be treated like a goddamn princess while also begging to be my slut.

Leaning down, I help lift her up until she’s on her feet, looking up at me with those gorgeous innocent eyes. Without warning, I spin her around and push her onto the bed, her knees hitting the mattress as I shed the rest of my clothes, gripping her hips and pulling her closer to me as I stand behind her.

“You look like my own personal fuck toy,” I tell her, running my hands over her large, plump ass, her pink pussy still glistening with my cum from earlier. “Your hands tied behind your back, with my cum still dripping out of your pussy, your ass in the air, waiting for me.”

Kneeling down, I press on her lower back, lowering her until that sweet cunt is right in front of me, waiting for my tongue. My hands grip her ass, spreading her out for me. She’s already trembling, her body open and vulnerable. I lean forward, a drop of my spit falling onto her pussy, the wetness pooling on her skin, gleaming under the light.

My mouth hovers over her, the scent of her arousal intoxicating as I dive in with a groan. The first lash of my tongue hits her, and she moans loud, her head hitting the bed. She shudders as I flick my tongue over her, savoring every inch of her.

I want to drown in her, savor the way she reacts to my every touch, memorize her sweet whimpers and the way she melts under me.

Her hips begin to buck, letting me know she’s close, and as much as I would gladly die between her legs, I want to feel her pussy tighten around my cock when she comes.

I lift onto my feet and stroke my cock, looking down at her kneeling on the bed, desperate for me.

Gripping my cock in my hand, I bring it to her pussy, swiping it along her slit, covering it in her wetness. “You need my cock inside of you, so bad, don’t you?”

She moans, dropping her head when the tip of my cock slips inside of her, just an inch before I pull it out, doing it again.

I reach around, cupping her breasts, my thumbs brushing over her nipples. She moans louder now, a sound that goes straight to my cock. “Say it. Tell me how badly you need me.”

“I need you,” she gasps when I slide the tip inside again. “Please.”

Slowly, I push inside her, the warmth of her tight pussy enveloping me, pulling me in deeper with every inch.

She moans, her back arching slightly as she presses back against me. Her pulse races beneath my fingertips as I run myhands down her spine, over the curve of her hips. The way she reacts to me—her shivers, her soft moans—drives me wild. I press my chest to her back, my hips nudging hers as I drag my mouth along the line of her neck.

“You feel so good.” I groan, my hips flexing with each thrust. I begin to move slowly, giving her time to adjust, feeling her body welcome me. My thrusts are slow, wanting to feel every inch of her, every part of her.

Her body shudders beneath me, her breath coming faster.

“Tell me you’re mine,” I grunt.

She moans, the ribbon pulling at her wrists as she squirms beneath me, her voice breathless and desperate. “I’m yours. I’m yours… please, don’t stop.”

I lean over her, my chest against her back, my hands gripping her hips tightly. I begin to move faster, harder, my breath ragged as I lose myself in her. Christ, I just came in her mouth, and I can already feel another orgasm cresting. I’m insatiable when it comes to this woman.

Pulling out of her, I grip her waist and flip her over, lifting her knees as I climb on the bed. I guide her hands above her head, position my cock at her sopping wet pussy, and slide back inside her heat.

My girl moans, tilting her head back as her breasts bounce with every hard thrust, driving me wild.

“You’re so pretty baby,” I grunt, caressing her face as I wreck her pussy, thrusting deep inside of her. “Look at you, taking my cock like a good fucking girl. Completely and utterly wrecked by me.”

I wipe her smudged mascara under her eyes, my hands sliding down to her throat, her pulse fluttering beneath my fingers. She gasps, her body stiffening for just a second before she melts against me. The way her body submits to me drives me wild.

I lean in close, my lips brushing her ear, my breath hot against her skin. “You trust me?” I whisper, my thumb gently tracing her jawline.

Her eyes flicker to mine, and she nods. I tighten my grip slightly, just enough for her to feel it. Her breath catches in her throat, a quiet whimper escaping her lips. I can feel the flutter of her pulse, the vulnerability and the want, raw and untamed. She’s lost in it, and I’m right there with her.

I draw back, just enough to look at her, and then slowly, I press deeper into her, my hips moving in rhythm with her body. My hand around her neck tightens with every thrust, her breath shallow, coming in quick bursts as I move inside her.

“You’re such a pretty little slut, satisfying me. You like being choked, baby?” I murmur.

The pressure of my fingers around her throat makes her gasp, her eyes fluttering for a moment. She’s breathless as her head tilts back, offering herself to me. “Yes… sir.”

The words hit me like a shock, my body stalling for a second.Fuck. I didn’t expect her to call me that, but holy fucking hell it makes my blood burn. A low growl escapes me as my grip tightens, my hips snapping deeper into her, every inch of me demanding more.

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