Page 20 of Sail Me to Ruin
She releases me with a pop and I take in the red covering my dick from her lips before pushing back in. Her cheeks hollow out around me and I set a punishing pace, using her to bring myself to the brink before pulling her off over and over.
Letting go of her jaw, I pull her up by her ponytail before backing her into the wall.
“Dress off. Now, baby.” I tug on her ponytail one more time before releasing her and backing up.
I undo my buttons one by one, giving her the space to strip. Without removing her sandals, she slides her straps off her shoulders and shimmies out of dress. As it hits the floor, the maroon lace comes into view, not hiding anything under it. I see her dusty pink nipples hard and begging to be touched and my mouth waters. Slowly, she makes a show of turning aroundbefore bending over, giving me a full view while she takes her sandals off.
“It’s off, now what? I’m beginning to feel pretty neglected. How fair is that?” The shy girl exterior has been shed, and a confident and sexy woman stands before me.
“Go to the bed, and bend over. Hands behind your back. I promise you won’t feel that way much longer.”
She arches her brow but doesn’t question me. Crossing the room, she gets to the center of the bed before leaning over and stretching out so that her ass is in the air.
I walk over, trying to not rush being inside of her because I know it will be over before it begins. Without warning, I smack my hand against her left cheek hard, leaving a red handprint. I wait for her to flinch or make a sound but the only thing I heard was the sound of the smack.
I must have missed her little sound, oh well. Let’s try again.
I grin, repeating the motion on the other cheek. The two red handprints stand out against her creamy skin. Seeing my marks makes me feel possessive but I push those thoughts away.
Realizing she’s not made a peep, I grab her ponytail and angle her head back to look at me.
“I’m not hurting you too bad, right?” Worry etches into my features but her face tells a different story.
Her face looks indifferent, and she replies too quickly. “I figured that was just a warm up. Is it supposed to hurt bad? Of course it stings, but that’s a given.”
Are you fucking kidding me?
I stare at my hand prints for a moment.
Fuck, I’m in love.
How the fuck...?
Keeping our eye contact, I yank her ponytail so her back is arched before raining down alternating blows on each cheek,hitting different places then going back over others until her whole ass is red and hot to the touch.
Her pupils dilate as she winces but she holds my eyes the whole time, letting out small breathy moans.
When I stop the onslaught, we’re both breathing heavily. I trail my fingers down the seam of lace to find her soaked. The soft material under my fingers is damp to the touch.
The shock clearly written on my face makes her giggle.
“Yes, I do have a slight pain kink. Sorry I didn’t warn you.” Her words are thick with desire.
Pushing the lace to the side, I run my fingers through her slit, feeling exactly how soaked she is. The hitch in her breath lets me know how bad she needs it too.
My dick throbs to the point of pain with how badly I need to be inside her, but I can't yet.
My fingers find her clit and I slowly rub circles, slowing down and speeding up based on the sounds she makes. Each one spurs me on as I sink two fingers into her. Her hips buck up and I let go of the ponytail, sliding my hand to her shoulder blades before applying pressure. I flatten her against the bed so she can’t move while I fuck her with my fingers, rubbing circles around her clit.
Elodie’s moans get louder and louder as her legs begin to shake and I push harder, trying to make her explode. Her loud moans morph into screams of pleasure. The sounds are my own personal symphony.
It’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard.
Her body is so attuned to my touch she peaks, shouting my name as she shatters, thrashing against me as I continue the assault with my fingers and work her through her orgasm.
She begins to sob and beg. Her makeup running down her face and her smeared lipstick do me in. Without even taking my pants off, I pull my fingers out of her and line myself up with her entrance.
I take a breath to regain some composure and give her a moment before I plunge into her, bottoming out against her walls and we groan at the same time.
