Page 17 of Midnight Player

He leaned over her back and murmured in her ear. “And I bet I know what you like even more than being punished.”

She whimpered into the mattress when he pressed the bulge in his crotch against her rear and rocked his hips, letting her feel how fucking hard he was for her. “You love riding my cock like a dirty little slut.”

“I do.” She panted and rocked her hips, rubbing her lush ass against his crotch.

“Say it, and I might reward you.” Because he was already seconds from plowing inside her.

“I love riding your cock like a dirty little slut, Sir.”

Lust rammed into him like a runner stealing home. It knocked him off his axis and went straight to his groin. He’d never been this way with other women. She engaged a side of himself he always knew existed but had never brought into the light.

At her compliance, he lowered to his knees. Parted the plump globes of her ass. And drew his tongue along her drenched slit from her clit all the way to her back channel entrance.

He ate her pretty cunt, his tongue lapping at her sex. Her sweet musky flavor hit his tongue, and it was his turn to groan. Jake knew he’d found the woman for him. And he was going to show her just how many times she could come in one night. He would imprint himself on her. Make it next level impossible for her to walk away again.

Her cries of pleasure went straight to his dick.

He dawdled, drawing her pleasure out and licking her slowly. Her cream was his newest addiction, one he didn’t want a cure for. She had the sweetest pussy. He could spend the rest of the night eating her and making her come.

“Jake. Sir, please,” she wailed, her hips rocking and jiggling her gorgeous ass. He clamped his hands down on her waist, holding her steady.

“Tell me what you want, sugar.” He darted his tongue out and circled her clit. Satisfaction flowed through him at the stream of moans she emitted.

“To come. Please, Sir,” she responded in a breathy alto that went straight to his dick.

“Since you asked so sweetly, I will give you what you need. I want to hear your cries. Don’t hold back, or I will be forced to punish you again.”

“I’ll be too loud. Other people will hear us.”

Jake squeezed her ass, leaving his fingerprints behind. He nipped her ass cheek. “I want them to hear you. I want them to know you’re getting the fuck of your life. That deep down, you’re a naughty little slut who loves being fucked dirty. I want them to see us emerge from the room in the morning and be jealous because they’ve never had it so good.”

“Oh god, yes!” She bucked against his hold.

It was all the encouragement he needed. He turned feral as he lapped at her pussy. Plunging his tongue in her tight sheath, he thrust, fucking her with his tongue. Her cries rose in tenor the closer she was to climaxing. He pressed his thumb against her clit, circling the hard nub.

“Oh god, Jake, that’s it, sir, make me come,” she shouted, and the sound echoed in the room.

He pushed his thumb against her clit. And she exploded, coating his tongue with her cream. Her cries of ecstasy boomed in the room. There was no doubt if the room beside hers was occupied, they were hearing her sharp cries.

And then he rose, ripping his clothes off in the process. For the briefest of moments, he considered taking her without a condom and filling her with his seed. Binding her to him in the most elemental of ways.

Fuck, the thought of her belly rounded with his child filled him with a sense of purpose that went straight to the core of his being.

In the end, he snagged one of the foil packets. Because he didn’t want to force her hand that way. He wanted her towantto be with him above all other men. He wanted her to choose him. Not because she had to, but because she wanted to be with him.

He steadied her hips. Gripping his dick, he rubbed it through her swollen folds. At her throaty moan, he teased her even more. Dragging the head up and down her slit, circling her clit and back down again.

“Jake, Sir, please fuck me.”

“There she is, my dirty little slut asking me for what she wants.”

He aligned his cock with her entrance. Grabbed her hips and slammed inside. Their twin groans filled the room. She felt so fucking good. The way her pussy clenched and fluttered around his shaft had his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

“Fuck. Fuck! You feel so good.” He drew back until only the tip remained and drove his shaft inside until his balls smacked against her clit. And this time, her body welcomed him inside, attempting to pull him even deeper into the hot cavern of her sheath.

“Harder. I want you to fuck me as hard and as brutally as you can and make me come on your cock. But then I want you to come on my tits, Sir.”

Oh shit!

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