Page 9 of Big Forbidden Blacksmith

“I know,” she whispers, a slight tremor in her voice. “I want that.”

“Good, because my cock is aching to be inside your wet hole.”

She whimpers at my words, leaning closer and rubbing her pussy against my hard cock. I almost come on the spot. Maybe I was wrong to think tender talk would be what she wants.

“You like that, don’t you?” I say hoarsely, fighting the need to rip her panties off and fuck her where she stands. “You like me talking dirty to you?”

“Yeah,” she pants, writhing needily against me, making me ache for her. “No one’s ever talked to me like that.”

“Then I won’t stop,” I say reaching beneath the shirt to drag her panties down her thighs before tossing them away. All the while, I pepper kisses around her nipples. “Do you want to hear about how I am going to lick your pussy, Lap up your juices and run my tongue over your cunt until you’re opened up enough to take my cock?”

She cries out, arching into my mouth when I close my hungry lips over her right nipple and suck at it wetly. She runs her fingers through my hair, tugging me close, her cries growing louder when I shift my attention to her other nipple.

Her body is trembling with need as I tear the shirt open to reveal the rest of her. I kiss a path down her stomach. My mouth salivates as I drop on my knees between her perfect thighs. The need to taste her juices is unlike anything I have ever felt before.

“Let me see you, baby,” I growl, prying her thighs wider to reveal her glistening pink pussy. My eyes are on hers as I run a thumb over her folds to part her folds. “Look at this pretty cunt.”

I don’t give her much of an opportunity to respond as I lean in and kiss the wet valley of her flesh, lapping up her sweet juices on my tongue. She cries out, her thighs shaking so hard I have to close my hands over them to hold her still as I lick at her, dragging the surface of my tongue over her wetness before twisting my tongue against her clit.

She bucks in my arms, her whimpers only feeding my desire. I find myself soaking in every sound she makes. I grab her thighs and drape them over my shoulders, licking into her with the intensity of a starved man.

Her cries grow as my movements become fevered, rubbing my tongue roughly over her clit even as I guide the tip of my finger into her entrance. I have to fight the urge to come all over her thighs as her cunt clamps down tightly around the digit. Instead, I maintain my composure and keep it there, lapping at her juicy pussy until she relaxes around it.

She whimpers, combing her fingers into my hair and drawing me hard against her as she rides my face and finger.

“Knox!” she cries out, pushing harder against me as I hungrily lick at her, carefully adding another finger to stretch her while drowning any discomfort she might feel by eating her out. I pump my fingers into her, and she bucks when I touch her g-spot.

I’m torn between wanting to fuck her and staying buried between her legs for the rest of eternity, but the latter is not an option. I feel it the second she begins to orgasm. She stills in my arms for a second before a scream tears from her lips. Her thighs tremble and her walls tighten around my fingers as she coats my jaw with her release. I keep a firm hold of her thighs as I grind my tongue over her sex, lapping up at her juices until she collapses back onto the work bench, spent.

My cock is so hard it hurts as I get up and gather her into my arms, my gaze dropping to her pert breasts. I push the shirt aside for a better view of her body. My eyes are wild as I step in between her thighs, eyes on her round breasts as I guide the head of my cock to her entrance.

“I can’t wait any longer,” I groan, drawing her into my arms as I rub the crown against her wet folds. “I could spend days with my head between your thighs, but I need to be inside of you.”

“Knox, I-I’m not on the pill.”

My head swims at the revelation.

I wrap my hands around her waist and draw her closer, carefully pushing my cock into her. The need to fuck her raw and put a baby in her womb is intense. I didn’t think I could want her more than I already did, but fuck. I want her more than ever. To bind her to me with my seed.

“Knox, it’s … It’s sobig,” she whimpers when I push another inch into her.

“I’ve got you, baby.” I take her ass in my hands and draw her closer, pushing my swollen cock further into her unclaimed hole. My control hangs from a thin thread, threatening to snap at any given moment. “Wrap your legs around me,” I order.

Lara does as I instruct. The move pushes my cock another inch into her and she whimpers, her gaze lifting to mine. Our eyes lock together. I grab her thigh and thrust my hips, which seats me fully into her tight hole. She cries out at the intrusion and I have to bite back a moan, fighting the urge to come right then and there.

“Fuck!” I hiss, pressing my fingers into her flesh as I fight for control. She’s tighter than I could have ever imagined. “Are you alright, Lara?”

Lara wraps her arms arounds my shoulder, drawing me closer to her. I groan at the sensation of her tits rubbing against my chest hair. She works her hips a little, testing different angles. I thought she’d look uncomfortable or pained, but all I see is pleasure hooding her eyes.

“Yes,” she whispers, crawling her nails over my shoulder when I start moving.

She cries out and her eyes grow dazed when I finally start to grind into her, the friction making us both see stars.

“You like that?” I say through gritted teeth, drawing my cock from her slickness before thrusting back inside.

“God, yes,” she pants, her back arching and I drink up the beautiful sight. “Again, Knox, please!”

I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. I’m far too gone, lost in ecstasy as I begin to fuck her. She rolls her hips furiously against me.

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