Page 85 of Forgotten Sacrifice
“I wasn’t teasing you!”
“Liar.” I will give Luna credit for her tenaciousness. She spent the morning trying to drive me mad. Rubbing her bare legs together. Flashing her tits and pussy in that illegal dress. Pulling her plump bottom lip between her teeth. She thinks she’s going to control me with her pussy, and while my dick is on board with that plan, I’ve got more self-control than the little con artist gives me credit for.
“How am I supposed to be in public with this inside me?” she argues.
I lift a shoulder. “Maybe the lesson will sink in: I control this pussy, not the other way around.” I hit the vibrate button, and she moans and writhes so beautifully in the passenger seat. “That’s enough.” I press the stop button.
“I hate you,” Luna hisses, her fire only making my dick that much harder.
“That’s a dollar,” I remind her.
“Owe me ninety-five,” she says through clenched teeth.
“When I drop you off with your friend, donotsneak to the bathroom and remove this vibrator,” I warn her.
“Fine. I’m sure all the men in the coffee shop will enjoy watching my face flush with pleasure; smelling my wet pussy. This was a good idea.” Luna smiles sweetly at me.
I slam on the breaks, pulling over into a vacant parking lot. “Get in the backseat,” I bark.
“What?” she gasps.
“Don’t make me repeat myself,” I say, my voice strained.
Luna unbuckles, crawling between the front seats to reach the back.
I unbuckle, stepping out and sliding in beside her, closing the door. “Take off your panties, and get on your hands and knees,” I order, my restraint dangerously close to slipping.
Luna reaches down with trembling hands and pulls off her panties, tossing them on the floorboard. She falls to her hands and knees, her mouth slack as her chest heaves.
I fumble with my belt, removing it before I unzip my jeans, letting them fall as I pull out my violently-hard dick. Shifting to my knees, I run my fingers along her pussy lips, reaching inside her and gently pulling out the vibrator. Without warning, I grab her hips and slam my dick inside her.
“Fuck!” she cries, her pussy strangling me at the intrusion.
“You’re right, Luna.” I pull out and slam back in. “If menare going to see your flush face and smell your wet pussy, they’re also going to smell my cum dripping out of you.” I fuck her hard, my pelvis slapping her ass with each thrust. “They’re going to know who this cunt belongs to.” I pull out and slam back in. “Who does this cunt belong to?”
“Oh, God!” Luna cries, her body trembling.
“Try again.” I pound in and out, a man possessed. “Who owns this cunt?”
“Dad-dy,” she moans, and my balls tingle, ready to explode.
“All your pleasure belongs to me. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes.” She whimpers.
I groan, the smell of our sex filling the SUV. Something primal in me has taken over; I couldn’t stop fucking her right now even if I had a gun to my head. “You’re mine,piccola.” The words tumble out of my mouth, and I’m too far gone to worry about taking them back. “Mine.”
Her upper half crumbles to the seat as her pussy strangles my dick, and any thread of restraint I have snaps. I bruise my hands into her hips as I fuck her like a wild animal, thrusting faster and faster.
“Daddy, please,” she begs, her body so close to release.
And I refuse to let that happen.
It takes all my restraint, but I pull out, and she whines pitifully. “All your pleasure belongs to me…in six days.”
“Ugh, I hate you.”
“Owe me a dollar.” I jerk my slippery dick, so wet from my naughty girl.
