Page 106 of Heartless Heathens
“Does that tight pussy hurt when my fat cock stretches it out like this?” I asked her and she wrapped her lips over her teeth, biting to contain her whimpers from falling out.
“Oh, fuck Romina, look how well you’re taking me.” I praised her, looking down to see where our bodies connected while I slid in and out of her.
She began to cry out and this time I sealed my lips over hers, swallowing the sounds of her climax to keep my brothers from hearing.
For now, they were all mine.
Her nails dug deep into my arm and her walls pulsed around my cock, pulling me deeper inside her while her muscles contracted from her orgasm. I broke our kiss and she panted heavily under me while I continued to move inside her, slowly.
“Hang on,” I told her, flipping her over me so that I laid on the bed and she straddled my lap, my cock still buried deep inside her.
“Oh!” She gasped. “It’s like you’re bigger now.” She looked at me with eyes wide and I chuckled.
“Same size, little lamb.” I winked, grabbing her hips for leverage and pulling in and out of her with a new, faster, rhythm.
“Oh, Corvin,” she cried out, hands slapping down to my chest while she searched for something to hang on to.
The sounds of her moaning became distant and the buzzing in my ear grew louder. My breathing quickened and I shook my head side to side as I did my best to focus through the inevitable that I knew was coming.
“No. No,” I whispered to myself hoping she wouldn’t hear me.
But I was slipping, the tells too obvious for me to ignore.
“Hey. Come back.” Her voice called out a bit louder.
Then it was her lips on me, sweet like honeysuckle while her tongue tangled over mine, pulling me out of my head like a foggy daydream I couldn’t remember. All I could hear was the loud pumping of my own blood coursing through the chambers of my heart. Thump. Thump. It funneled straight into her like we were connected more than just from her being impaled onto my cock.
“Fuck,” I whispered, eyelids fluttering open to find her an inch over my face, still grinding and bouncing on my cock like she didn’t mind that I just went catatonic for a split second.
“There you are.” She smiled, tapping my cheek with her hand gently.
“Open that drawer.” I told her, directing my chin to the nightstand.
She pulled out the pair of silver handcuffs with a long black chain between both ends. She didn’t question it, as if she could read my thoughts. I helped her get them fastened to the headboard, securing my left wrist to it.
“It’s safer this way. In case it happens again,” I told her.
“You came back though,” she said softly like she really believed I could do it again.
I didn’t.
She locked my right wrist, smiling with satisfaction at herself.
I jerked my hips up and pulled an unexpected cry from her, distracting her from the conversation and back to what mattered.
“Ride me,” I commanded her and she bounced awkwardly up and down. “Lower down a bit, like you’re going to lay on top of me.” I guided her lower, “Hold on to me for leverage and move your hips.”
She followed instructions like a fucking star, grinding and sheathing my cock with her molten, hot pussy with each bounce of her ass. Her hands squeezed against my pecs everytime she sunk down and I raised my hips to deepen the sensation inside of her.
“Touch yourself,” I commanded and she shook her head, looking away from me in embarrassment as if I’d asked her for the impossible. “Touch yourself till you come, little lamb,” I told her again, lacing my voice with a stern tone and she reached down.
Our eyes met and I held her gaze, feeling each surge of pleasure course from her through me as she worked herself into a frenzy.
She whimpered each time I thrusted up, but she didn’t slow her movements, driving me insane while she clenched tightly around me. Her velvety walls were slick with desire, milking me as another orgasm crashed from inside her, nearly pulling me under with her. She cried ‘no’ repeatedly when she came but she was on top and I was handcuffed so I didn’t give it too much thought. I wasn’t taking from her, she was giving it willingly.
Before I knew it, I was cursing her name out in low grunts while my release filled her up. I panted heavily, opening my eyes to find her staring at me with a giant grin on her face.
“Grab the keys would you?” I tilted my head to the nightstand.
