Page 35 of Ruining Vanessa

I wish I could say that last bit with more conviction, but I doubt she notices my hesitation. Giulio had fucked her two days ago, but it was extremely early in her cycle, so she probably isn’t pregnant yet.

I can pretend she is, though. I look at her stomach, which is soft and has just a small hint of a belly. She used to be very active, but now that she’s confined to one room, her entire body has grown a little softer.

She doesn’t look happy, but she starts stroking my cock. She’s gotten better at it since we’d first taken her, though I wish she’d have chosen to use her mouth instead. Well, that’s what I get for having given her an option. I should know by now that I simply need to be firm with her and tell her what I want her to do.

I don’t like that I nearly had to tell Giulio she wasn’t cooperating to get her to comply, but she’ll learn in time. She just needs to be around me more and realize I’m not going to hurt her or humiliate her like I know Slayer does.

I groan in encouragement as she strokes my cock, and it doesn’t take long for me to get hard. She still keeps stroking with her hand, though, like she expects to make me spend that way instead of getting inside of her.

I put my hand on her wrist and pull. “Come here. Straddle my head and I’ll get you nice and wet.” I lick my lips so she understands exactly what I mean. “Unless you’re already wet?”

Vanessa blanches at that. “I’m wet enough,” she says quickly. “I don’t need you to… do that.”

I arch a brow, reaching down to finger her. She’s not wet enough. “Come on,” I tell her. “Let me make you feel good. When you’re about to come, you can start riding me so you can bring yourself to orgasm. It’ll feel amazing.”

“It’s too…” She shifts uncertainly. “I can’t like… get on your… your face like that.”

“You can,” I reassure her. I reach for her hips and pull. “I’ll enjoy it, too. I love making you feel good. You remember from last time, don’t you?”

Vanessa bites her lip and averts her gaze. Her skin flushes red, too, and I know she must be remembering how good it felt to have my tongue on her.

She lets me slide her forward, but she stays upright as much as she can instead of dipping down so I can get my tongue right up against her clit.

“Don’t be shy,” I coax her. “Settle down right here, just over my mouth.”

Vanessa carefully lowers her body, and I use my grasp on her hips to guide her so that she’s where I want her to be. I pull her farther down, until just a flick of my tongue can reach her clit.

She lets out a little squeak, and I smile against her cunt. Her legs are already trembling, and she reaches out to brace herself with the wall by the bed as I start to lick her more intently.

Her juices smear across my face, wiped off mostly on my half-beard and scruff, and within a few minutes, she’s rocking against me. I don’t think she realizes she’s doing it, but she’s pushing down just a little harder. I don’t mind. It makes it easier to thrust my tongue up into her, to tongue-fuck her in a semblance of what I intend to do with my cock as soon as she’s close enough to orgasm.

While my tongue laves her clit, I run a finger over her hole. She freezes up, but once I have my finger inside her, rubbing insistently, she can’t control her movements. Her thighs tremble and her clit throbs beneath my tongue.

“Please,” Vanessa says, begging me to continue.

I’m happy to oblige her. I push my finger in more deeply, searching out her g-spot. The angle is awkward, but it doesn’t stop me from finding my target. She squirms more and more, her entire body shuddering as she gets closer.

Only when I’m sure she’s on the verge of climax do I withdraw my finger and urge her hips up. “On… on my cock,” I grunt. “Hurry, you’ll finish as soon as you slide onto me.”

Which will feel incredible for me, having her cunt grab me and squeeze me tight inside of her.

She nearly loses her balance, but I notice with pride how quickly she scrambles to straddle me. She takes my pulsing cock into her hand, guiding the head of it to her hole. Without hesitation, she sinks down, letting out a soft, keening sound as she takes me inside of her.

I groan in pleasure, her warm cunt convulsing around me. I keep one hand on her hips while my other hand settles on her stomach, imagining how she’ll feel once she’s got Giulio’s child inside her.

“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her, thrusting up into her with little movements. “Absolutely perfect.”

Vanessa shakes her head again, like she doesn’t believe me.

“You are,” I insist, moaning again when her cunt tightens. I let go of her hip and reach up to her small breast, giving the nipple a squeeze. Soon, she’ll be producing milk for our child. Soon, she’ll be glowing.

Soon.

I smile at her while she wrings pleasure out of me. “Keep moving.”

She bites her lip, but she tentatively starts to ride me properly, moving up and down. I can tell each time my cock brushes her g-spot, because her body trembles even more, and I can see how quickly she’s approaching climax. She was already almost there when I got her to move onto my cock, and it’s only seconds before she lets out another cry and tenses around me, her cunt wrapping around me like a warm fist.

I thrust up to get deeper into her, so I can feel her convulsions around my entire length. I drop what little restraint I had and let the pleasure wash over me until I reach my own climax, shooting into her.

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