Page 15 of Crusher

I sigh, letting my hands fall to my sides, even though I’m desperate to put them on her luscious body. “Fine, do your worst.”

“Oh, I plan on it.” She lifts up, sliding my hard cock halfway out before slowly sinking back down.

And I groan, clenching my fists tight to keep from touching her. “Sadie…”

“What is it, baby?” Her tone is mocking, and I know she’s enjoying every minute of this.

“Just let me touch you.” I’m ready to beg but I refrain.

She bends forward and grips my chin, her mouth only an inch away as I feel her juicy pussy drip down my shaft. “No,” she enunciates the word before adding, “Keep your hands still while I use your heavenly pierced cock to make myself come.”

This ain’t DIY. I wanna make her come. Fuck.

I do as she asks, remaining still while she rocks her hips ruthlessly against mine, each movement torturing me a little more. I silently count backwards, attempt to remember all my brothers' real names, recite the parts of my motorcycle, anything to keep from coming inside her. She claws her nails across my chest, marking me as hers and I fucking love it, wishing she’d draw blood because I’d happily give it for her.

“I think I like you like this, naked and at my mercy.” She doesn’t look at me while she rides my dick hard, too lost in her mounting pleasure.

“Is that right?” I flex my cock inside her and she gasps. “Well, don’t get too comfortable, baby. You’ve punished me long enough.” I clamp on to her hips and spring forward. Then, I flip her onto her hands and knees, not waiting for a reaction before I’m plunging my needy cock back inside her. “I’m not one for restraint.”

“Asshole,” she pants while rocking back into each thrust.

I bend down and lick the nape of her neck. “Language,” I warn. Then my attention falls to the length of her spine, where a tattoo is etched into her skin with an intricate font. My fingertips caress the beautiful flowers woven through the design as I fuck her hard from behind.

Today is the only certainty.

Jealousy eats at me at the thought of some fucker seeing her half-naked, but I dismiss it. I gaze over the inches of smooth, delicate skin, envisioning my mark etched onto her body.

“Trouble.” I drive into her, rolling my hips. “My Trouble.”

She peers back at me over one shoulder with a smirk. “I’m not your anything.”

“Keep telling yourself that, baby. We both know you’re mine.”

Tightly gripping her hips with enough force to leave a bruise, I thrust deep inside her soaked pussy. Her arms give out, and she rests her head on the mattress as she claws at the sheets above her head. I wrap her long tresses around my fist, pulling her toward me until her back is pressed to my chest. She winces at the burn of her scalp, but I don’t loosen my grip. I want her to feel everything I’m doing to her—the pain and the pleasure. I want her to know that every fucking emotion she pulls from me, I’ll give it back to her tenfold.

Our fucking becomes rough and punishing, but she takes it all like a champ and her clenching pussy demands more. Then a guttural moan spills from her lips, and she brings a hand to her mouth to muffle the sound.

I bite at her earlobe before licking away the sting. “There’s no one here but us, and I wanna hear those pretty screams while you come on my dick.”

She shudders as I grab her wrists and pull her arms behind her. Her skin glows with a glittering sheen of sweat. She looks so fucking beautiful while I fuck her like this.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chants.

My hips rock into her harshly, the echo of our skin slapping ringing in my ears. “Yeah, baby, that’s the idea. Fucking my way inside you until I’m all you think about. Then, you’ll know how I feel every fucking minute that I’m on this earth.”

“Yes! Please, Landon. Don’t stop.”

“Come for me, Trouble. Let me feel you milking my dick for all this cum.” I reach around to her front and strum my fingers along her clit, alternating firm circles with gentle pinches.

Her body tenses before she shatters around my cock, her liquid heat dripping down my tight balls. Then, I explode inside her, filling the condom with ropes of cum as I hold on to her hips, not leaving a single drop behind.

We’re both breathing hard when I ease out of her, Sadie falling limply onto the bed. I drag my hands through my mussed hair, then tie off the condom and toss it into the trash. But my dick ain’t done yet.

I grab another condom from my wallet, rolling it down my still-hard cock. Then I return to her side, flipping her onto her back and dragging her ass to the edge of the mattress.

“What…” she mutters in a lust-drunk daze.

I slam my dick inside her, pushing her thighs up to her chest.

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