Page 26 of Tormented By Regret

I shoved at him as he reached down between us, once again shoving my shorts off me. I made a mental note to always have a belt on hand with hum around. Although knowing him and what his kinks were, I'd have to be careful he wouldn't use it on me.

I was bare once again, my legs spread apart, my pussy brushing against the hardness hidden against his jeans. I struggled against his grip, only managing to lure his eyes to my chest.

"You shouldn't be walking around without a bra."

"And why is that?"

"Because the shape of those tits would make any man hard. And the tips of those nipples have me starved."

I cried out as he pinned my hands to my sides and proceeded to rip down my tank top straps revealing my breasts. Eagerly his mouth covered a taut tip and I moaned, loving how he consumed me. His hands were all over me, encircling me, pulling me against me so he could feed off my flesh. The sensations he stirred in me were intoxicatingly sensual and at the same time so erotically dirty. Knowing his strength could overpower me but opting to pleasure me heightened the thrill. I surrendered to him, becoming lost in him, whispering my fervent desire for him.

I scraped my nails against his scalp, groaning as he slid his shoulders between my thighs. I couldn't remember how he'd gotten there, nor did I care. As soon as his tongue slid across my swollen core, I had completely given up any sense of self control and I was giving myself to him completely.

I cried out, digging my nails into his forearms as his tongue flicked across my clit. That's where my ravaging began. Right there on this brute's delicious tongue. He hardened the muscle, rubbing it right where I needed him to be.

"Lee," I gasped as his teeth found my clit and they sank down around that sensitive button.

I screamed out as the orgasm washed over me in a harsh, sharp wave that just kept rolling me against the pleasure of his mouth, stealing my breath and with it my soul.

He continued to suck and fondle me until I was a hot whimpering mess beneath him, far too gone to care about the sound of his zipper sliding down, or the thump of his boots against the floor as he undressed. All I could utter was a moan of satisfaction as I felt the weight of him back on top of me.

My eyes were closed but my body was eager to feel that large length of his sliding up into me.

"Please, Lee."

He left heated kisses along the base of my neck, nicking my earlobe. "Beg me, my pretty little lunatic."

I didn't hesitate. I was growing desperate, and I never thought I could need someone like I needed him. "Please, Lee."

"Say it," he gripped my hair and my eyes opened, fixed on his dark orbs. The heat in them was hot enough to make me succumb to everything he wanted.

I was weak around him and that should have sent me running again but it didn't. Because being underneath him was the safest I'd ever felt in my entire life. It was like being engulfed by a big lion that only wanted to cuddle and do bad things with you. But he wouldn't hurt you, just devour you inch by inch, in the most delicious ways.

"Speak to me, Princess."

"I need you," I whispered in a ragged breath.

He moved his hips against me, and I raised mine, gliding my wet pussy lips along his raw thickness.

"Need me to what, baby girl?"

"I don't know," I sobbed, knowing I wanted him but unable to say it.

"You need me to slide my dick in your tight little cunt."

"Oh, god." I quickly nodded.

He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "You said I couldn't force myself on you. You're gonna have to do the work yourself, baby girl."

He was teaching me a lesson and I both hated and loved him for it. I knew when to admit defeat, and at this moment I had lost a sense of purpose.

"Fuck me, Lee. I need you to fuck me hard."

“Put me where you want me, Princess.”

I reached between us, blindly fondling him until I had his cockhead perched against my entrance. My eyes met his in a silent please and with a swift jerk of his hips he sank his full length into me. I gasped for air, struggling to hold onto him as he penetrated me. I could feel every inch of him, his cock pulsing and swelling inside of me.

He lay still on top of me, his throbbing dick buried deep inside of me as he cradled my head in his hands, forcing me to look at him.

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