Page 18 of Ours

“Green, fucking green,” she said quickly, pushing back harder.

I pulled out of her delicious cunt, spanking her once with good force.

“Four!” she cried out as I plunged back into her, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

“Yes, yes,” she chanted, pushing back against my fingers.

“Do you want to come?” I slowed down my strokes, pulling my thumb away from her clit.

“Please,” she whined, pushing back when I pulled my fingers out of her. “No, I need you.”

I was two seconds away from throwing her on the bed, sinking into her and fucking her till we couldn’t move. It took everything in me to hold out and spank her one more time, really hard.

“Easton,” she cried out, pushing her ass back.

I plunged my fingers back into, pumping into her.

“You dirty, fucking girl, you’re dripping,” I growled, angling my fingers to make her moan.

“Right there, I’m so close” she panted, rubbing my cock over my briefs.

I couldn’t stop thrusting up into her with my hand.

“I need you to come, Bambi,” I grunted, needing her to finish so I could fuck her into another orgasm.

The moment was making my brain hazy and unpredictable, but I didn’t give a shit. I brushed her clit with my thumb setting her off. She tightened around my fingers, shouting out her release. I kissed her shoulder, pumping into her slower, extending her orgasm.

“Holy shit, East?—”

I didn’t give her time to say my entire name. I flipped her onto her back on the edge of the bed, got on my knees, and ripped her underwear off. I proceeded to lick her from hole to clit. She was tangy and sweet and all I wanted to do was draw out another orgasm from her like this, but I was losing my mind by not being inside her. Sucking on her clit, I filled her again with my fingers getting her ready for another one, while I drew myself out of my boxers, stroking myself.

Her body responded beautifully as she cursed, squirmed and yelled at my touch. I brought her to the edge fairly quickly and I was glad for it. I knew once I was inside of her, I wasn’t going to last long.

“I need a color, Bambi,” I said, removing my boxers, still keeping my fingers in her.

“Green def—definitely green,” she whimpered.

I hit her g-spot softly, making her hips hike up again as I stroked myself getting ready to line myself against her. Removing my fingers, I was about to thrust in when I realized I didn’t have a condom on.

“Fuck,” I snapped.

“No! Where are you going?” Noemi looked at me with desperation in her eyes.

“We need a condom,” I replied, grabbing one from the nightstand.

“Hurry,” she whined, cupping her breasts.

She slid her hand down her stomach. I knew the moment she made contact; she gasped in pleasure.

“Noemi, you better stop, or you won't have another orgasm,” I said, ripping open the condom, sliding it on while I walked back to her.

“Make me,” she said defiantly.

I slapped her hand away, slapping her pussy before flipping her to her stomach. She laughed before I hit her ass twice, more forcefully than the first spanking, making her yell out. Grabbing her hands, I pinned them to her back before I lined myself up and thrust in.

“Oh shit!” she yelled, and I didn’t hold back.

“Bad girls don’t get fucking orgasms,” I snarled, slamming into her. “Bad girls fucking take it.”

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