Page 43 of Tormented By Regret

“It’s not like you gave me a choice,” I grunted as I watched her tease me. Her other hand slid over her breast, her fingers capturing the tip of her nipple. She arched against the pillows and the grip on my cock tightened.

“I know your scent, Lee,” she moaned, rolling the tip until it was a hard peak. “I can feel your presence.”

I began to stroke myself harder as I watched my pretty little bird touch herself. She writhed in bed, sliding her hands down her torso as she parted her thighs. My cock jerked, getting a full view of her covered mound.

My eyes drifted over her body, pausing at her face to take in her soft features. She had a perfect lip bite, eyes closed, cheeks looking flushed in the dim light, and she moaned once again as she shifted the panties to the side, her finger sliding through her wetness.

She raised her legs up, perched on her heels as her thighs parted wider, her middle finger gently massaging her clit in soft circles, whimpering my name as she masturbated her sweet pussy for me.

“Dirty girl,” I growled as I stroked harder, my cock creaming down my hand from the sight of her.

“I’m so wet for you,” she whispered, arching back into the pillows.

“Such a dirty little whore for your man.”

“Oh my God, yes. Please, Lee. Please make me dirty.”

Her eyes drifted to it, licking her lips as her hips writhed from her touch. “Please put it inside me.”

“Ah hell, fuck!”

I practically leapt out of the chair, climbing onto the bed with her and sliding my head between her legs.

“Lee,” she sighed as I lapped at her core. My hunger resonating in the raw sounds of my grunts, her pussy was soaked, those wet erotic sounds of my sucking made me grow impossibly hard for her.

“Fuck, baby girl. You're fucking killing me.” My mouth covered her core, my tongue fucking her clit in that incessantly torturous rhythm that was slowly driving her to the brink of madness.

I wanted to tease her, to torture her like she had just done to me.Slightly pulling away, I hooked my arm beneath her thigh and pulled her closer to me. I let my tongue take its fill of her juicy cunt before I brought the pad of my middle finger to her slick core, lightly teasing her clit.

I smirked as she whimpered, looking desperate and needy. “What would all my brothers think, seeing you like this? Legs spread out and eager for a Bastard’s cock?”

“They’d probably kill you,” she stated breathlessly.

I chuckled before shoving my head back down between her legs. She moaned so sweetly, and I hummed in satisfaction, knowing I was making her pussy pulse for me and loving how her thighs trembled.

“Not before I devour this pussy and make it mine.”

“Fuck!” She cried out as I bit down on her clit. Her toes curled and her hips lifted, inviting me to feast on her, and I did.

I didn't stop until she was a quaking, quivering mess. The sheets ripped off the mattress as she pulled and yanked on them. I kept her legs perched up in the air as I slid up against her, kneeling on the mattress.

“There's no escaping me now, my pretty little lunatic.” She watched me wide eyed as I stroked my cock over her wetness.

“Why is that?” She bit that lip of hers, making me growl with need.

“Because I'm claiming you, Whisper. By tomorrow morning everyone in this whole goddamn place will know you belong to Powertrain.”

She cried out as my girth slid inside of her. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed around it, causing me to spill cream inside of her. I was far from being done, though. I was only just beginning to satisfy our needs.

I fucked my cock into her in hard, powerful thrusts. Her tits shook as I drove myself inside her. I wasn't sure if I was punishing her or trying to see how far I could myself inside her, but she seemed to realize my intentions because she spread her legs wide for me and began to beg.

She begged for something neither of us knew we wanted. She begged incoherently out of need. My cock slick with her juices, gripped by her pussy, was eager to use her as I slid myself in and out of her. I fell forward, wrapping her against me as our bodies writhed against one another.

It was better than before, hotter, more intense. Her hair began to glow, her body arched back as I covered it in hot kisses, squeezing her flesh in my hands, just painfully enough that she'd remember my touch for nights to come.

“Don't let me go, Lee,” she cried out as I brought her into an earth-shattering climax, and I watched her cum on my cock.

Whimpering and whining, her pussy not knowing whether to push me out or grip me tighter. I flexed my jaw, fisting my hands as I pushed through. Fucking her in long, slow and steady strokes. I wanted to see that again and again.

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