Page 95 of Sweet Poison

Willow’s tongue peeks out, her legs spread as if inviting me to fuck her. With pleasure. Lowering back down to her, I press the head of my cock right between her legs. I hiss when I feel how hot and wet she is. I look down expecting to see her swollen and red from me taking her virginity but she’s not.

“Can you take me, fairy?” I say without looking away from her wet pussy.

“Yes,” she whispers before grabbing me by the back of the neck and pulling me down toward her mouth before wrapping her legs around my waist. Her blue eyes meet mine begging me to fuck her— to make her mine again. A mischievous grin spreads on her face before she takes charge gliding her center right over my cock. “You’re so big,” she whispers, then she bitesher lips. The tease. She rubs herself against my cock and I have to grit my teeth to keep myself from coming like a prepubescent bitch. “So… good. You feel so good,” she says as her head falls back, yet her crown remains perfectly in place.

Her hips move faster as she seeks her own pleasure. She’s using my cock and I don’t mind it one bit. This fucking woman is my very own wet dream.

I slap her breasts and watch them bounce with the force “You’re so fucking hot,” I say as the friction becomes more intense between us. Shit, I’m going to come if she keeps it up.

As if she read my thought, Willow starts to rock her hips faster over my length. “Ah, I…Oh…Madden. This…this…” I watch in fascination as the muscles in her neck strain and her mouth falls open. “Yes, just like that…” Her eyes roll to the back of her head while her fingers dig into my back as she cries out my name when reaching her orgasm.

She’s so goddamn sexy.

I bite my lip while I watch her. Her tits bouncing. Her hips rocking harder against me, building my own orgasm. Then she groans and moans high on pleasure.

When I can’t take it anymore, I spread her legs wider and fuck her hard and fast. “Who’s my good fucking girl, Willow?”

“I-I… ah…” she moans.

“Tell me, baby. Who’s my good girl?” I gently grab her by the throat and make her look up at me as I push in and out of her tight, wet cunt.

Her eyes are so wide and trusting flash with need before she whispers the words that drive me over the edge. “I am. I’m your good girl, Madden.”

That does it.

I pull out of her tight body. And with one hand around her neck, I pump my cock with the other as I stare at her. Cheeks flushed. Skin red and sweaty. Bite marks all over her tits andbelly. Jesus fuck, she looks like a goddamn porn star just for me. My filthy, filthy fairy.

Pleasure rises up my spine as I feel the need to come all over her. Gripping my cock, I slide my hand over my precum and use it as lube. I tug and pull while running my gaze all over her—mouth, tits, and pussy.

Out of nowhere, I watch as Willow dips her fingers into the white icing from the waffles, then spreads it slowly across her pussy lips before licking them clean. “Yum,” she murmurs, a naughty glint in her eye.

Oh… fuck.

A white-hot numbness erupts down my legs. “Fuck, I’m going to come, baby.” I mutter as my stomach starts to clench, my balls tightening. “Where do you want my cum, Willow?” She looks up at me almost shyly as if she’s not understanding me before it dawns on her.

“There…”

“Use your big girl words, Willow,” I grit my teeth.

“M-my pussy,” she whispers.

“Good girl. My fucking good girl,” I lower my cock just as I start to bust all over her pretty pussy. “Shiiit,” I groan as I watch beads of cum decorate her cunt, and when I’m done…she smiles pleased with herself. I lift her from the table and walk over to the sofa, settling her on my lap. I drape my arm over my face and breathe heavily as I try to bring my body back down from the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.

That was…fuck, that was the best sex I’ve ever had.

I feel her hand trail up and down my stomach before she presses soft kisses to my shoulder. When I finally look at her, I’m met with her gorgeous smile.

“Merry Christmas, Grinch.”

I chuckle and then rub my mouth where her taste still lingers.

“Merry Christmas, baby.” I pull her close, kiss her on the lips and then whisper, “Want to fuck again?”

She grins. “After waffles.”

I laugh softly, adjusting the crown that’s tilted slightly on her head. “After waffles, then.”

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