Page 205 of Ruin Me Gently

And then, justas I thought I was going to tip over, she slowed.

“Fottimi più forte,” I groaned, hands tightening as I tried to guide her back into that perfect grind, but she resisted, her smile turning wicked.

“What’s wrong? What are you saying?” she asked, her voice teasing as she leaned down, her lips brushing against mine.

“I said fuck me harder,” I snapped through gritted teeth.

She laughed softly, the sound low and sultry as she pulled back, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Not yet,” she murmured, voice dripping with control.

She rolled her hips in slow circles, her heat gliding back and forth before she picked up her pace. Her pussy clenched tighter, breath quickening, the soft moans spilling from her lips turning sharp and desperate. She was close. I could feel it in the way her thighs trembled against me, in the way her movements turned frantic.

My own release was building, coiling tight and hot in the pit of my stomach.

She tipped her head back, a cry breaking from her lips, pussy gripping my cock like a vice, sending a white-hot wave of pleasure crashing through me. My vision blurred, body trembling on the edge. So close—so fucking close.

Her hips lifted, pulling my cock from her, leaving me in the air.

“Lilith,” I rasped, my voice breaking as I gripped her thighs, trying to pull her back. “Don’t—don’t stop.”

Her smile was soft and wicked, lips curving into nothing short of pure satisfaction. “Not. Yet.”

I cursed, chest heaving, body strung tight with the unbearable need to finish.

She moved again, sinking down onto me before she leaned backwards, resting her palms on my shins, arching into her movements. Her eyes fluttered shut, her chest flushing pink as her breaths quickened and her moans sped up.

“I can’t,” I groaned, entire body trembling as she rode me harder and faster. “Please—”

“No.” Her body shuddered as another orgasm tore through her, but she didn’t stop, drawing every ounce of pleasure for herself while I stayed there, aching, throbbing, desperate.

“Please,” my voice cracked as I clenched my fists against nothing. “Please, I—fuck, I can’t—”

She didn’t give me an inch of mercy as she lifted her hips and pulled away, leaving me gasping, shaking, and completely undone beneath her.

“You’re doing so good,” she said with a small smirk.

“I’m not,” I rasped, my voice shaking. “I’m losing my mind.”

“No, you’re perfect.”

She slid back onto me and sped up again. Her hands travelled down, fingers gliding over her clit, and my chest clenched at the sight.

“Please,”I begged.

“Please, what?” she asked, eyes glittering with amusement.

“Please,” I muttered, voice breaking. “Please let me come. I need to—”

I couldn’t look away, couldn’t breathe as she chased her own pleasure, her fingers moving in tight, circular motions, body trembling as she rocked harder.

“You’re going to have to do better than that.”

She leaned forward and wrapped her free hand around my throat, squeezing firmly. My breath caught, a sharp, wrecked sound clawing its way up my windpipe as my pulse thundered beneath her palm.

“Be good for me, and beg for it,” she moaned, fingers moving faster against her clit as her body clenched around me again, tighter this time.

“Please. Lilith. Please. I’m begging you—fuck. I’m begging. Please let me come. I can’t—I can’t take it anymore.”

Stars danced behind my eyes, blood pounded in my skull, roaring through my ears as the vessels fought for oxygen.

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