Page 135 of Creep

“Fuck,” she gritted out. “No.”

“Yes,” I said, moving my fingers over her fat clit, rubbing around it over and over and over again, driving her crazy.

“Mael!”

“That’s right. Look at how wet you are‌. Such a good girl for me,” I praised. And she was… always such a good girl. She squeezed her legs together as if that would stop me from playing with her. I squeezed her pussy roughly. “Ride my hand, kitten.”

“What?” she asked, turning to the side. I moved in closer to her, pressing my front against her back and moving my hand up and down her slit.

“Ride my hand,” I repeated, knowing she heard me the first time.

“No. We can’t.”

“Why not? It’s just the two of us here, is it not?” And even if it wasn’t, she was going to learn to trust me and do as I asked when I asked it.

She shook her head slightly as I moved my fingers down between her pussy lips, pushing my finger inside her wet heat and feeling her clench down around me, driving me crazy.

“Ride my hand, baby girl. Show how desperate you are for this. For me.”

She made a small sound in the back of her throat, her hips moving in tandem with my hand. I didn’t even think she was aware of doing that.

“Mael!”

“That’s it, baby. You’re so fucking sexy like this, you know that?” I asked, pushing another finger inside her, stretching her out. She let out a small cry, her hips moving faster, trying to find that friction.

“Do you know what it does to me, seeing you like this? Taking the pleasure you need.”

“Fuck, Mael.” Her eyes turned desperate as her nails raked down my forearm. The sharp pain only spurred me on. My cock was so fucking hard it wouldn’t take me long to blow my load, and all I was doing was playing with her sweet pussy.

Fuck.

“That’s it, baby. Why don’t you be a good girl for me and come,” I demanded.

She shook her head, tears pooling in her eyes.

“Yes,” I said, helping her out by increasing the pace of my fingers, pushing harshly back inside her, ensuring she could feel everything.

She squirmed against me as if she were afraid of reaching her peak. She should know I would be here to catch her once she fell.

I pulled my hand out and gave her pussy a few hard taps.

She cried out, her legs jolting from the movements before I focused on her clit.

“Mael!” She came apart in my arms.

I turned her around until she faced me.

“That’s it, kitten,” I cooed, taking in her face filled with pleasure, feeling a sense of satisfaction from knowing I was the one who caused that. Only me. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

And she was that. The most beautiful girl in the world for me—who I had coveted as my own—and I would never let her go.

She would never be able to escape me.

Never.

Her eyes stayed half-lidded for a good while, her chest pushing in and out with every harsh breath she took, and her skin was flushed. If I could, I would keep her looking like this for the rest of her life.

It took her a moment to get her bearings straight.

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