Page 69 of Wicked

“I’m so proud of you, angel.”

I don’t know what it is about Remy praising me, but it’s so hot. He spanks my ass hard enough to sting.

“I’ll never get enough of seeing your cunt swallow my cock.”

My body turns limp beneath him as he fucks me toward the edge again. This time, as I’m getting close, he slides every inch of his thick cock deep inside me with one thrust.

“Fuck!” My muscles spasm around him, dragging him deeper. My whole body convulses at the intensity of my orgasm. For a moment, it’s like my brain stops functioning. The hot, white pleasure takes control of every atom in my body.

“Look at you. Coming on my cock like a good girl.” He spanks me again, and the pain intensifies the pleasure. “You’re Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”

His praise sends me to heights I never knew existed. “Yes,” I gasp.

I can hardly believe it when he fucks me through it, building me toward my third orgasm.

Remy’s grip on my hips hurts as he growls like an animal, sinking his teeth into the back of my neck. “I want to watch you ride my cock, baby. Can you do that for me?”

I can’t speak, but I nod in response.

“That’s my girl,” he purrs. And before I can blink, he rolls me on top of him so that my thighs are straddling his. The length of his cock is hot and hard against my center.

His dark eyes are on fire as they drink me in slowly. “Ride my cock like you’re made for it,” he orders.

I moan, and my body quivers as I reach around and angle his cock upward before sinking onto it and taking every inch inside. Moving my hips, I rest my hands on his tattooed, muscular chest and fuck myself on him as if my life depends on it.

Remy watches me like a predator toying with its prey before going in for the kill. I can sense he won’t allow me to be in control for long.

“Do you like watching me ride you?” I play with my hard nipples.” It feels so good to be stuffed so full, Daddy.”

He growls and grabs my hips so hard I can no longer move. “Tell me, who owns this fucking pussy?”

“You do.”

“That’s right. Sit still so I can drink you in with my eyes.”

I still with his cock deep inside me.

His eyes roam over every inch of me as if he’s committing the images to memory.

I try to move, but he won’t allow it. “Fuck me,” I breathe. “I need you to fuck me.”

He tilts his head, smirking wickedly at me. “You’ve already come twice, baby. What more could you want?”

“A million times coming apart on your cock wouldn’t be enough.”

He loses it, filliping me over so I’m pinned to the mattress beneath him. “Good thing I intend to make you come more than that. I won’t stop until you’ve come so much you can’t keep your eyes open. You’ll be exhausted. And even then, I won’t stop. I’ll fuck you while you sleep because I can’t get enough of being inside you.”

I groan at the dirty mental image he’s putting in my mind. The idea of him fucking me while I sleep is oddly arousing. It sounds so fucking good the idea of being woken up with his cock deep inside me.

“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

I nod. “Yes, I want you to fuck me while I sleep.”

“Fuck, Ella.” He sounds completely undone.

He slams into me and slides a hand into my hair. The other wraps around my throat so that he’s starving me of oxygen. My release is so close it feels like I’m floating, watching us fuck like animals from above. The pleasure is almost too much.

“I’m coming!” I scream, certain Remy must be ready for release, too.

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