I swiped my thumb over her clit as she picked up pace and moved faster against me, her tits jiggling in just the right way.

I reached up and cupped both of them, squeezing tightly before slapping her nipples.

She mewled, wetness gushing out of her between us, and I did it again.

“Gabriel, please.”

I tugged on the rigid peaks, and she cried out.

The pain seemed to turn her on, because I felt her spasm violently against me before she fell on top of me with a cry.

I grabbed her sides and held her up a bit, rocking my hips up, fucking her from the bottom.

She buried her face in the crook of my neck, letting me do what I wanted.

Fuck me.

I was so close to coming.

But not yet. I wasn’t going to come inside her until I wore her down.

Until there would be no doubt in her mind that she belonged to me, and that was all there was to it.

Mine.

I pulled out of her and flipped us around, shifting position so she was on her back once more, and I was sitting between her legs.

“No,” she whimpered. “Aren’t you done?”

I laughed, even if it was getting painful. Fuck, but I really needed to be back inside her…

Now.

“Not yet,mi cariño.”

She shook her head. “I don’t—fuck.”

She closed her eyes as I pushed back inside of her.

I grabbed her legs and held them up together, pressed against my chest.

Like this, her pussy felt even tighter.

Black dots danced around my vision from the way she gripped me tightly, and I gritted my teeth. I pumped my hips.

She reached up for me, finding my arms, and her nails dug into the skin, scratching viciously.

I basked in the pain.

Fuck.

I pushed in and out of her faster.

And faster.

Faster…

The bed moved with every thrust, with the slick noise her pussy made every time I moved inside her, and our uneven breathing was the only noise in the room.