Page 177 of Screwged for Christmas

“Shh, baby, I know. Lay back and enjoy. I’m going to get your virgin pussy ready for my cock and then I’m going to show you the pleasure of taking a man between your legs.”

I took utter pleasure in watching her eyes roll back and her body arch off the bed when I eased the tip of the dildo’s head in with slow, shallow thrusts.

“Oh, yes, Oh…”

She jerked on the cuffs, and I slowed to a torturous pace I knew drove her wild. “Don’t stop, please,” she begged and it was sweet torturous words to my ears.

“Just a little more,” I purred and moved to lay between her legs. I dared sinking the dildo another inch and she jerked against the cuffs, panting harder this time. I slid my tongue over her clit and flicked it over the hard bud, working her until she could do nothing but gasp and moan.

“Gabriel, God, yes, I’m cumming,” Her eyes begged me for more and I found myself powerless against her wishes.

I pushed to my knees, released the cuffs and wrapped my arms around her, holding her to me. I replaced the toy with my cock, her soaked lips wrapping around me sucking me in deep. I knew my precum mixed with her girl-cum and something primal inside me roared with pride.

I pushed inside, claiming my wet eager little virgin pussy with one easy glide. She cried out, clamping her legs around my waist, and damn she was so tight around my shaft I fought the need to spill inside her. Pure fucking heaven. I have died and I never wanted to leave whatever portion of heaven I was lucky enough to claim for us.

“Gabriel, don’t stop,” she moaned, and it was pure pleasure I heard in her tone.

“Baby, take a minute.”

“I’m ok, but only if you fuck me, Gabriel, fuck me hard and make me come.”

She opened her eyes and when our gazes locked, I felt a bolt of electricity fire through me and straight to my balls.

“From now on my job is to make sure this pussy of yours is satisfied. You need to cum, you ache, I’m the one that fills it for you. No one else. Only me.” I pulled out and fed her my full length with steady thrusts, driving my words home. “You understand, Evie? My cock and only my cock gets to feel your tight grip and warm honey coating it.”

A moan of urgency escaped her, and damn if her nails weren’t digging into my back.

I gripped her hips and drove into her, grinding deep before pulling out only to do it all over again to the sound of her screams. I reached between her folds and stroked the rough pad of my thumb over her clit, working her until she’s moaning so loud I can no longer hear the snowstorm raging outside our door.

“I want to hear you say, ‘My pussy is yours.’”

“Ooh.” Evie closed her eyes as I eased my aching cock from her velvet-soft pussy. A frown played over her full lips. She was so fucking tight. And so fucking wet.

But she had to learn.

I pulled the head of my cock all the way out and bit back a curse at the loss of contact.

“What? Nooo!” Her eyes opened and she tried to recapture the end of my cock by wiggling her hips.

“Did you want something?” I propped myself up on my elbows above her deliciously curvy body, my cock resting against her hot cunt.

She could wiggle and groan all she wanted.

“Tell me ‘my hot, naughty little pussy is all yours, Gabriel,’” and I’ll give you your Christmas present back.”

“I want you inside me.” Tears formed in her eyes. She was a beauty but still a brat.

“Tsk tsk...” I kissed her cute, pouty frown.

“My pussy is yours, Gabriel,” she whispered, still straining under me to get a better angle.

I kissed her deeply, stroking her tongue with mine, claiming every inch of her mouth and didn’t break away until she knew who she belonged to.

“Tell me again and this time I want to hear all of it.”

She dragged her fingers through my hair and my beauty clamped her legs around me. “My hot, naughty little pussy is all yours, Gabriel. Now fuck me… please!”

“Now there’s a good girl.” I thrusted back inside her and rode her hard. The walls around us shuddered as the bed slammed against them from the force of my power.

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