“Oh yes. I don’t want my claim on you questioned.” I shift my hips, but that just deepens his angle, and he drops the phone sohe can adjust my hips higher on his thighs, opening me up and finally letting him bottom out to the point of pain.
“That’s it. Little Miss Virgin isn’t on birth control, is she? ‘Cause I’m going to fill you up. You’ll be married and bred, making you completely and utterly mine.” My eyes widen at his words.
He licks his thumb and pushes it into my clit while pressing me down hard into the mattress where he grinds his hips touching parts of me that I didn’t know existed. He stares into my eyes while he works me over, not letting me escape his orbit.
It’s intimate on a level we shouldn’t be capable of.
“NO,” I hiss as I feel the orgasm he’s forcing on me.
His grin grows as my thighs start to shake. He widens his thighs dropping his angle to roughly jab into me in short swift bursts, making sure to hit the end of me with that damn ring on the head of his cock. The barbells on the shaft rub against my G-spot constantly, making it impossible to escape the orgasm that crashes through my body.
“YES!” he calls out triumphantly as I spasm around him.
Then he loosens his hold on me and lets his hips glide in a nice, smooth motion. Out to the tip and back in balls deep. Over and over until I lose control and cum again in a huge burst of liquid that mortifies and satisfies on such a deep level that I want to burn a hole into the mattress to hide from the look of pure pride on his face.
“Preciosa, you’re a squirter. Mmm, that is a delicious surprise. What else is your body hiding from me? Trust me, I’m going to find out all your secrets.” He slows down and lies on my body fully so that he can feel as much of my skin against his as possible.
He reaches down and grabs my thighs, pulling them up and over his hips. Gently holding my legs by the back of the knees,he places my legs on his shoulders. He kisses my knees and then turns those lips on mine.
I resist at first until he bites my lower lip and growls.
“Give me your mouth.” I close my eyes and stop moving.
“No, look at me. I want you to see the moment I cum in you. I don’t want you to ever doubt my claim on this pussy.” My eyes fly open, and he lowers his lips to mine.
He kisses me slowly as he works our bodies into a frenzy again. He never changes his tempo this time. He keeps his rhythm perfect, and when I fall over the edge again, the only tell I have that he follows me is the slight twitch and wetness I feel escaping me.
His hips slow, and he drops my legs next to my ears, pinning them to the mattress. I struggle to breath in this position but he seems more interested in my pussy.
“Look at that. Fucking sexy,” he pulls his cock out of me slowly and I watch in horror as our fluids drip to the bed.
“Don’t fucking move. We’re going to keep as much as possible inside this pretty little cunt.” He gathers as much as he can on his fingers and pushes it back into me.
“You’re going to cum one more time.” He licks his lips as he starts to rub my clit as he pushes his cum back in me.
“No, I can’t,” I say, feeling drained and sore, but my body didn’t seem to get the memo.
“Preciosa, you’re going to learn really quickly that I don’t give a fuck what you want. You’ll take what I give you, when I give it and soonyou’ll learn to fucking love it. Now open up that womb and take my seed.” This man was insane.
“I have an IUD.” The words leave my lips out of spite.
“Is that so?” His fingers shift and deepen the feeling around my walls, and I gasp when his face lights up.
“Take a deep breath.” He moves his hand to my lower belly and pushes down as he pulls the strings I’m sure he has pinned in his fingers.
“AAHHH!” I scream in pain.
“Shhh, Preciosa. All done.” I glare at him.
I watch the small plastic T-shaped device now dangling from his fingers. He looks smug and I promise myself right there and then that at the first opportunity I get, I’d rip that metal ring on the end of his cock clean off as pay back.
“Does it hurt terribly?” He drops my IUD on the bed like it was never important.
“You’re fucking crazy! Of course, it hurts. Everything you’ve done to me does.” He purses his lips and lowers his head to my exposed pussy.
“Let me kiss it better.”
Chapter Nine