Page 17 of Plucking His Daisy

“So big,” she mutters, “so good.”

The satisfaction which thrums through me at giving my woman pleasure is rich and intoxicating. I grip her wrists a little tighter and she lets out a throaty moan which has my cock throbbing inside of her wet heat. She loves it and it only makes me want to explore more. Erotic images flash in my mind, each one better than the next.

I almost don’t know where to start.

When I release her wrists she pouts at me, but gasps when I move her to her hands and knees, rising from the bed on swift, determined feet. I might have too many ideas, but I know where I want to start.

“Spread your knees and press your shoulders to the bed,principessa,” I growl. “I’m going to pound into your sweet cunt from behind, use you for my pleasure.” I lean over her back and whisper in her ear, “And you’ll love every single second, won’t you?”

She shudders and goosebumps cover her skin. “Yes,” she hisses, and I stand up with a smirk on my face that she can’t see.

“Fucking perfect,” I mutter as I look at her on display for me.

The round globes of her ass are begging for my hand, and I don’t want to disappoint. I spank her and she jolts, but she doesn’t protest. I watch her exposed pussy when I spank the other side and watch as her pussy clenches around fucking nothing.

I groan, “You like it, don’t you?”

“Please, Lorenzo,” she moans, “more.”

I grin as I step up and run the head of my cock up and down her dripping pussy. I spank her ass in rapid success, feeling her get wetter every time I connect. When her ass is the perfect pink color and I can’t hold off a second longer, I shove my cock inside of her with one thrust.

“Fuck,” she holds out the word as she’s wrapped up in the feeling of her orgasm, swept away and panting, her muscles contracting around me.

“Yes,” I growl, “so fucking perfect for me. I’m going to have so much fun marking your beautiful skin with my handprint and teaching you all about that glorious line between pain and pleasure.”

She moans, her words unintelligible, but I can feel the meaning in the way she squeezes my shaft. I grip her hips and then I’m lost in the feeling of thrusting in and out of my woman. The light from the window catches her ring and I let out a low rumble.

My fiancé.

Soon, she’ll be my wife.

“You’re going to look so fucking beautiful in a white dress,principessa, as you walk down the aisle toward me. I can’t wait for you to be my wife. Mine,” I grit out through my teeth, gripping the flesh of her hips harder.

She moves with me, meeting each of my thrusts and moaning every time I hit the end of her channel. When I release one of her hips and smack her ass, her breath hitches and I can feel the way her pussy clenches around my cock. The feeling has my eyes rolling back in my head and I can’t stop myself from doing it again.

I need it.

I grip the globes and spread her cheeks apart, my thumb playing with her ass. “One day,” my voice is a sinister fog surrounding her, “I’m going to take you here, Daisy.”

“Wha-what?”

“You heard me. One day, I’m going to fuck your ass, claim all your holes as mine.” I let go of her and lean over her back, planting my fists on either side of her head. “I’m going to fuck your pretty little mouth too.”

Her pussy clenches around me and I chuckle as I grip her hair, pulling her up on her knees, my other hand wrapping around the front of her neck. Both of her hands fly up to my arm, but she doesn’t pull me away. Instead, she gives me an encouraging squeeze.

“I’m yours,” her voice is husky and low as she gives herself over to me.

“Mine,” I snarl as I squeeze her neck. “So much to show you. I’m going to make you so addicted to the pleasure I bring you that you’ll always be by my side.”

I buck my hips, fucking her harder and faster. The sounds of her wet pussy being filled by me is so fucking sexy, heightening my need for her.

“Always by your side,” she whispers. I loosen my hold on her neck and she sucks in a breath, her pussy fluttering around my cock. “Use me, Lorenzo,” she pleads.

I tighten my grip. “That’s right,” I coo against the shell of her ear, my fist tightening in her hair. My balls are drawing up tight and I’m not going to be able to stop myself from filling her with my cum. Not this time. “Touch yourself,” I groan before I bite her earlobe.

One of her hands lets go of my arm to shoot down and circle her clit. The moment she does, I squeeze her neck and she detonates. The feeling of her gripping me, begging me for my cum with her body and the tingling in my own reaches a peak.

“Daisy,” I shout as I come deep inside of her. “Feel my cum inside of you. I’m going to breed you. Need to tie you to me,” I mumble through heaving breaths, my vision blurring for a moment with the force of it all.

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