Page 38 of Power Play

“Is that so?” He smirks. “So, you’ve thought about my cock before, huh?” Rex asks, his voice laced with a cocky tone. “Has your dirty little mind been thinking about my cock? What were you imagining?”

“I... I imagined myself on my knees, your cock in my mouth. I was sucking your cock while your hands were in my hair, thrusting in and out as you took your pleasure from me. I imagined you would use me, control me, and do whatever you needed until you were coming down my throat.”

He growls as he quickly climes up on the bed, his intensity skyrocketing, sending arousal straight to my core and wetness instantly coating the inside of my thighs. His body slowly creeps up against mine, one of his hands sits against my throat. It’s not painful, but it’s firm enough that he has my attention.

“As much as I’ve spent many nights with my hand on my cock imagining that exact same thing, I’ve waited too long to have you like this. We’ll do that some other time,” he says.

Does that mean this isn’t just tonight? I’ll deal with that tomorrow.

“Then fuck me, Rex. Stop teasing me or I’m going to explode,” I snap, before quickly remembering the piercing, and a feeling between desire and fear hits me. “Uh, wait! I might sound really dumb, but that’s not going to hurt me, right?” I ask, pointing down at his cock.

A low, cocky chuckle comes from Rex. “What are we talking about here, baby girl? My piercing, or my cock? The piercing won’t hurt you, that’s a promise. It’s only used for good. But my cock? It may take some getting used to. But you just gotta trust me. I’m not going to do anything your body can’t handle. I’ll listen, I promise. I think I’ve proved I know your body already.”

Rex winks before grabbing his cock with the hand that’s not currently wrapped around my throat and slides himself through my wetness, coating himself. Every time he slides through me, he brushes against my clit, the metal rubbing perfectly against me with just enough pressure to send sparks of pleasure throughout my body.

“Question. Uh…are you on the pill?” Rex asks, never pausing his slow assault on my pussy as he waits for my response.

“Yeah. Why?” I ask, wanting to hear him say it.

“I can’t help imagining the feel of this cunt on my bare cock. I promise you I’m clean; I haven’t been with anyone in quite a while. I, uh…I have only ever done this once and I was so drunk I don’t remember it, not that I’m proud of that. I’m clean and I trust you.”

“Then do it. Fuck me bare.”

I haven’t even finished my sentence before he’s pushing all the way in me in one go, stretching me to my limits. My nails scratch down his back in both pleasure and pain as he continues filling me.

“Fuuuuck,” he growls as he bottoms out, pulling back just enough to look at me. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” I say, my voice coming out in a whisper. “But I need you to move. I feel like I can’t breathe with you filling me up.”

“You’ll be fine,” he chuckles. “Just give me a second.”

As I begin rocking my hips, he groans, “Sawyer, stop. If you move, this is going to be over before it’s even begun, and I’m not really in the fucking mood to embarrass myself. So, be a good fucking girl and stop clenching your goddamn cunt on my cock. I’m not ready to paint you with my come just yet.”

I stop, my body freezing, giving him the time he needs. I don’t stop teasing him, though, as I pepper kisses along his jaw, finding the spot right below his ear and sucking gently, loving the reaction I feel deep inside of me.

As his grip returns firmly to my throat, he lifts his body up, pulling himself almost all the way out before slamming back in.

I get the feeling it’s game on.

“You’re being such a good girl. Waiting patiently for me to fuck you. Are you sure you’re ready for more?” he questions, squeezing a little tighter.

“Yes, sir,” I beg, right as he slams into me.

Repeatedly.

I’m so full it’s nearly impossible to think straight. Rex is driving into my body in slow but deliberate thrusts. He’s giving my body time to get used to his size, but he’s not exactly being patient about it.

Fuck it’s hot to see him lose control. For me.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan when his piercing rubs that spot deep inside my body. That spot deep inside that, until now, I truly believed no man could find it. The illustrious g-spot that I thought was hidden from all men.

He doesn’t just find that spot once either. It’s constant, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming more powerful as I moan beneath him, taking everything he has to give me. Needing to take my mind off the fact that I’m already getting close to the edge, I grip his hair with one hand, holding him still until I can reach his mouth.

Craving everything from him, I brush my lips against his, my tongue slowly teasing the seam of his lips and gently nipping his bottom one. It’s not demanding; no, I’ve learned better than to expect Rex to give me things I demand.

This is a plea, a silent plea for more. I want his cock inside of me, his mouth on mine, and our hands exploring each other until all my sensations are overwhelmed. I want everything Rex has to give me. Everything my body begs for.

His mouth attacks mine. Our tongues immediately battle, teeth nipping, as soft moans slip between us, creating a symphony of sounds and feelings, all filled with pleasure. Without a word, or breaking the kiss, he slips one hand down my body, between my legs, as he grabs my knee and throws it over his shoulder with ease, immediately deepening his thrust and making it so much more intense.

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