Page 97 of Knot My Only Fan

She purrs, liking the sound of my words, despite what she says.

I stand and pick her up, walking her to the bed and sitting her on the edge.

“I feel very...” She glances down at her naked body before her eyes roam over my hand, which is stroking up and down my dick in anticipation. “Defenseless.”

“That’s the way I like you. Rather than running away with your mouth.” I chuckle. I push her until she is flat on her back, my hands resting on either side of her face as my cock plants between her legs.

My eyes travel over her face, waiting for a glimmer of fear... but there’s only lust in her eyes as my dick presses against her clit.

I push off my hands until my feet are firmly on the ground.

“Stay there,” I say when she tries to rise.

I run my hands over her thighs, widening the gap between them, so I can see what’s mine.

I palm my thick length, stroking my hand up and down as I watch her face.

“Do you want me to do that?” she asks.

“Next time,” I say. “This time is all yours.”

I drop to my knees, using both hands as I spread her legs even farther apart. I feast my eyes on her pussy, getting slicker with my gaze, wanting to touch myself again, but I don’t.

I groan, opening her wider with both thumbs and rimming her soaking entrance with my tongue. She hisses. That one sound, one taste, one inhale of her scent, and I know I’m screwed. She’s never getting away from me again.

I swipe my tongue over my lips, tasting her flavor before I dive back in. This time I’m not so gentle. Her back arches off the bed as she grips my hair.

I spin her over so she’s on her stomach with her ass in the air. My fingers spread her cheeks as I lick from her pussy until I reach her asshole.

“Oh, my god.” Her hand reaches back, and she tries to cover her puckered hole. “It’s all mine, Grace. Every fucking inch of you. I’m not taking this ass today. You’re not ready for that.”

She relaxes as I spread her cheeks wider, rimming her ass before I bite her right cheek. “Now you like it,” I say, with a chuckle in my tone. “Don’t you?”

I slap her ass when she doesn’t respond.

She moans rather than yelps.

“I love it.” Her voice, raspy, seeped in lust.

I lick with my flattened tongue from her pussy to her asshole. This time, she relaxes into the mattress.

I slide my finger against her clit, circling as her body rises for more before two thick fingers slide from her clit to her entrance and I rim her pussy with just the tips.

My cock is throbbing, wanting to be inside her. “Do you want my dick inside you?”

“Mmm.”

“I want your words now, Grace. I want to know you want me inside you as much as I want to be inside you. Do you want me?”

“Stanton...”

“Grace...” I warn. “I refuse to do anything unless you give your consent.” My body is tense as I wait for her answer.

“I want you to fuck me. I want you to knot me. It’s been so long and I need it.” She pauses for a beat. “I need you.”

Good fucking girl.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard that your pussy and your body will ache for days.”

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