Page 107 of Their Pretty Little Monster

“No,” I say, shaking my head. “It’s natural. Like blinking, like drawing in a breath.”

“It’s strange, but it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

I chuckle, the sound dark in the silent room. “You’re the first to ever call me that.”

She doesn’t respond but twirls her index finger lower, examining my massive cock without hesitation, the tip thick, precum glistening.

“Go ahead and touch him. He’ll reward you.”

“Haha,” she answers sarcastically. “I’m sure he will.” Despite the flushing of her cheeks, she wraps her fingers around my shaft as if testing me out.

I hiss as she tightens her grip, and with a single will of thought, my dick thickens in her hand and lengthens.

She gasps aloud, but never once does she let go, yet her fingers no longer touch around her thumb from my girth.

“You can change your size at will?” She twists her head to look at me, shock clear on her raised eyebrow, her constant blinking.

“Any size you desire. I’ll blow your mind.”

Her breaths speed up, and I adore that she’s still holding on to me, her grasp slowly working up and down my shaft.

“So, I can pick the size?”

“Of course,” I say, pulse on fire, arousal hammering into me.

Her hand slides down to my balls, and she’s going to fucking destroy me. Her hand releases him, and she’s gently cupping my balls, facing away from me once more. I’m tensing, my dick twitching.

“Take him for a ride,” I tell her, short of not growling my desperation.

She offers me a sly grin, and I must be hallucinating things, or perhaps I misread her escaping from me as something other than wanting distance between us. Up on her knees, she turns to face me and throws one leg over my lap, straddling me.

She’s a Goddess, naked, legs spread, the fire from her like a furnace against my groin.

A low growl spills from my lips. “That’s it, princess, take what you desire.”

“I have this need inside me,” she begins. “Something so hungry that I’m burning up with wanting you inside me in shadow form. But a bit smaller as this size is a bit too much.”

My cock pulses, and I don’t touch her, as desperate as I am, until she asks, but I will my erection to scale down a bit. Her full, lush breasts bounce about as she wriggles to work out how to sit on me, not lifting herself high enough or grasping my erection.

She’s so fucking stunning and has clearly never sat on anything like me before.

“Want a hand?” I ask.

Raising her head, she smiles bashfully, trembling slightly. “It really shouldn’t be this hard, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Trust me, you won’t.” I reach down between her legs, grasping my cock. “Now, lift yourself for me.” As she does, I push my tip between those silky lips, running it down to her entrance.

I can’t tear my gaze from her, seeing the way she moans and her nipples harden. She’s so ready, so aroused, and with my dick hard and aching, I say, “Now, sit on me, gorgeous.”

Exhaling, she pushes down on me. Those violet eyes burn, her mouth shaped in an O.

She’s so fucking hungry for me, two fingers remaining on her swollen clit, rubbing her, reminding her why she needs to be fucked.

“Look at me,” I command. She lifts her head from where she’s staring down. “Let me see the lust on your face as you spread your cunt over my cock.”

I’m salivating, a rumble in my chest at letting her take her time, and once she’s ready, I won’t hold back. She’s mine to claim, to do with as I desire, to ruin as I crave.

Lying on the bed, I wait for her to fully embed herself on my cock, slowly working me into her, and those beautiful, lustful sounds she makes are killing me. The ache inside is unbearable, breaking me.

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