Page 63 of Pragma
I’m fucking myself on him, I just realize, rocking my body back and forth. Taking him deeper, clenching around him, shifting so that I rub his thick cockhead over that sweet spot that makes me cry out his name.
My own cock pulses, rigid and thick, poking straight out in front of me. I need to relieve the pressure, but not the one on my dick. Another one. Inside me.
Spank! He backhands my ass cheek. And gods, that feels so good. So fucking good. I move faster, slamming my ass back against him, whimpering with every motion.
“Taking every inch of me. You can’t get enough, can you?”
“Can you?” I smirk. “Your cock belongs inside me.”
“You shouldn’t say shit like that!” he growls into my ear. His hand wraps around my neck, and I can see something wicked filling his eyes.
“Why n…?”
His hips slam forward, driving him deep into my ass. My mouth opens on a silent cry while all the air is sucked out of my lungs. I’m drowned in pleasure as an unrestrained, hot-as-fuck River starts to pound in and out of my hole with a desperation that can be born only from undiluted lust. His jackhammering hips are mercilessly and furiously pistoning against me. His fingers flexing against my throat.
I can’t do anything but take it while following his frantic movements. It feels incredible; his dick is making me reach new levels. I wish I could touch him, though. I like this Shibari kink in him, but I’m no sub. I’m a horny Mad Dog who takes what he wants. The sensory overload of pleasure is becoming almost too powerful.
“Do you want my cum all over your ass?” he grunts, tugging hard at my sore nipple.
“Finish inside,” I’m only able to moan as a bright white climax hits me. I shiver all over, clamping hard around him and letting out thick spurts of jizz all over the floor. I’m coming again, untouched. He keeps battering me, and doing so enhances the already too powerful orgasm shaking me to the core.
I start feeling dizzy as I witness Rivers throwing his head back and grunting his release. His hips seize and he trembles violently behind me. His body continues to twitch, and I can feel inside hot jets of his cum filling me. Fuck, yes. I clench my inner muscles around him, sucking all of it in me.
A heartbeat later he resumes the lazy rock of hips, groaning so sexily. His body jerks as he keeps thrusting shallowly in and out of me.
“Fuuuuck. Don’t let it spill out, Aki, not after all the work I put in.”
Suddenly my body starts quaking once again as I’m ambushed by another climax, but this one is detonating from inside my ass. The most intense ecstasy I’ve ever felt cascades all over me, coursing throughout my body in electrical currents. Black spots form in front of my eyes, and for a moment, all turns silent.
Then I hear it. The worried voice. “Aki…baby, please don’t do this to me. Come back to me, now!”
“I’m right here.” I smile before opening my eyes. My body feels languid and satisfied like never before. Still buzzing from all the pleasure. “Whooo. I think I blacked out for a moment.” Was that a dry orgasm? It felt like my soul touched his or some shit.
“A moment? It was ten fucking minutes,” he snarls, squeezing his eyes.
I move the locks that have fallen on his face with my fingers. Wait. I’m not tied anymore. And I’m lying on my bed with River next to me, looming over me.
“I’m okay. More than okay. Bunny, you’re actually a stallion.” I giggle. I stretch my arms, enjoying my newfound physical freedom. My body protests, especially my sore ass, but I’m too content to care.
“By the way, I heard you call me baby. I thought that was too cringey as fuck for you,” I taunt him with a smirk, as he lets outa sigh of relief or exasperation—I’m too high to recognize which emotion.
“How have I refrained from killing you?” he mutters.
I lift my hand to cup his cheek. “You know why. Don’t you?” His blue eyes find mine. Those deep pools look…sad, though. I don’t know the reason, but I don’t like it. “I’m fucking irresistible, obviously.”
“I just can’t win with you.” He brushes his fingers over the light marks that the red rope has left on my chest. Then moves to my nipples, only caressing them.
I can’t help it. I hook a leg around his waist and then grab his face and force it down. His lips are as soft and greedy as I remember, like he’s desperate all over again for me. But I’m the one letting moans slip out of my mouth every time he sucks on my tongue. And I’m the one hanging tightly to his shoulders, sinking my nails into his flesh. All of my senses are focused on him. His breath, his growls, his mouth.
I love all of it. Even the sweat that slicks our bodies. I love…him.
Did I just realize I’m falling for him? I pull back, looking at that familiar face. He’s mine. Fuck, yeah, he is.
“Can I please put a fresh bite mark on you before I fucking explode?”
“Since when do you ask?” He looks at me, confused.
I grab his hand and suck his pinky inside my mouth, biting hard on the base until I’m sure I’ve left an imprint. “I was tied up like a piece of ham and used like a rag doll.”
