Page 228 of Psycho

I pushed her down until she was kneeling in front of me.

She looked up at me with a hungry look in her eyes as I shoved my jeans down and pulled my cock out.

She licked her lips, and I tapped the tip against them.

“Open,” I demanded.

Like the good girl she was, she opened her mouth without hesitation.

I fed her my cock and closed my eyes as bright colors danced beneath my eyelids from the feel of her hot mouth wrapped around me and sucking.

I pulled on her hair forcefully when she ran her tongue over the tip.

I clenched around the soft strands, trying hard not to come in her mouth, but it was so fucking hard.

She still didn’t give head often, and that was fucking okay, but when she did, fuck me, it felt like I had died and gone to heaven.

I pulled her hair until she was looking at me, tears forming in her eyes.

Her hand was between her legs as she worked her greedy little cunt over, loving it when I played rough with her.

I fucked her mouth steadily, pushing deep inside her throat before pulling back out and doing it again. Her hand rubbed over herself faster the deeper I went until I could feel her gagging around me.

I pulled out of her, and she made a whimpering sound that quickly turned into a moan when I pushed her down so she was lying on the floor.

I didn’t have time to bring her to the bedroom.

I fucking needed her now.

She kicked off the sandals she wore as I grabbed the waistband of her black leggings and pulled down, revealing a bare, wet cunt that wasn’t covered with panties.

I pinched her clit, and her back arched as she let out another moan.

“Fucking perfect,” I said, rubbing my hands quickly from side to side over her slit.

More wetness seeped out of her, coating my fingers, the scent of her arousal teasing my nostrils.

I moved faster against her.

“Fuck, Micah, please.”

She moved her hand down, trying to cover her pussy when it became too much. But I knew my girl. I knew she could take whatever I gave her.

I pulled her hand away and slapped down on her clit.

She screamed, her back bowing, her nipples pushing up and drawing my attention.

I slapped her again before I went back and massaged the folds.

“That’s right, baby girl. Do you love it when I play rough with you? When I treat you like this? When I’m mean to this little cunt that belongs to me?”

Her nails raked down my arms, drawing blood.

“Yes,” she hissed out.

I smiled and pulled the leggings off her legs, crawling in between her legs.

I grabbed hold of my cock and directed it to her entrance, pummeled down deep inside of her.

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