Page 61 of Spellbound & Speechless
“Everything?” She pushes into me, soaking my sweatpants in her cum as she grinds against my needy cock.
I hiss, closing my eyes. “Aspen…”
Is she ready for more? Is she prepared for me? Her cunt is soaked with her squirt, and I want to fill it—needto fill her.
“Please?” She pushes my pants down, finally freeing my cock, only to wrap her delicate hand around it.
“Careful,” I murmur. “One touch from you is enough to push me over.”
I need to fuck her. I can’t rest until I know what she feels like pulsing around me, until her sweet heat is taking me in. Aspen is perfect. She’s made for me. I need to feel her. It’s dangerous, but if she wants it, I’ll give her what she asks. Just once. One time is all we need.
She smiles slyly. “You’re giving me too much power.”
“Good.” I press my forehead to hers and grind my cock against her wet heat. “You are powerful. Don’t fucking forget it.”
Anyone who can push me tothis—seconds from going feral, and giving into carnal desires I usually avoid—holds power.Shehas power, and on some level, I think she already knows. She must know she glows with the light of Aphrodite herself, pink hues floating around her as if she’s at home in them.
Being with Aspen makes me feel like I’m on a cloud. How could I ever get enough of her taste and how she feels?
She’s the one who guides me to her entrance, a reminder that the power is all in her hands, no matter how much she asks me to overpower her. No matter how hard she wants it or the marks she lets me put on her body,sheis the one in control.
I’m happy to give it to her.
My tip presses against her entrance, and I let out a whine, a whimper, my need becoming all too apparent.
She gasps as I sink into her, only giving her an inch.
“C’mon.” She runs her fingers through my curls. “I know you have more than that. You must.”
I narrow my eyes and push in, giving her more. “Don’t taunt me.”
“Or what? What will you do?”
I push my hips hard enough to draw out a tiny gasp.
“You’re just asking for a punishment, aren’t you?” A smile curls on my lips.
“I’m asking you to fuck me. Don’t hold back.”
I pull out, only to sink into her again, harder this time.
“Yes!” she cries.
“Don’t test me. You don’t know what I want to do to you.” I repeat the motion, pulling out and thrusting in. “How hard I want to fuck you. How I want to make you lose your mind and”—thrust—“find me. Findus.”
“Mac… I’m so full… too full…”
I lean in to brush my lips against herear. “That’s not everything I have, little love witch. Do you want to keep taunting me?”
A gasp falls from her lips, and she shakes her head uselessly. “Mac… I don’t think it can fit…”
I chuckle and push in, giving her more. “We’ll make it fit.”
We’re mates. She’s a perfect fit for me, even if she doesn’t know it yet. Her eyes roll back as I rotate my hips, letting her feel me all around.
“Yes!” Her legs spread wider, accepting everything I give her.
“That’s my good girl.” I kiss the side of her neck. “You feel perfect around my cock just like this, okay? Tell me if it’s too much.”
