Page 27 of Tormented By Regret

"You're perfect. I need you to know that, Whisper. Your curves, your eyes, the way your pussy so desperately grips my cock. You're fucking perfect."

I cried out as he jerked his hips, fully inserting his thick long cock inside of me. It was so deep, feeling so incredibly good as the sensation of him filling me, stole my breath.

"Fuck me," I sobbed against his lips, and when he reared his hips back and then jerked them forward, my toes curled, and my sensitive core came undone for him.

Arching back against the mattress, I gripped the sheets as another orgasm assaulted me. This one was prolonged by Lee's deep, quick thrusts.

"Yes, baby girl, cum on my cock.”

He continued to fuck me, causing a ripple effect that came with the pleasure. His kisses were intoxicating against my heated flesh. And just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, he whispered into my ear.

“I'm just getting fucking started, baby."

"Oh, God,” I trembled as his hips jerked against me.

I remembered holding onto him, my nails leaving red bloodied trails down his back as he ordered me to cum on his cock yet again. In my euphoria, I let it happen. Release after release, loving how my body reacted to him I couldn't get enough of him.

"It feels so good."

"Where do you want my cum baby girl?"

"Inside me. I'm on the pill. You can cum inside me."

"Fuck," he roared, my breathless words triggering him.

I watched this beautifully ripped man dissolve over me. His thrusts quickened, his cock heavy and hard against my sensitive clit.

"I'm close. You're gonna make me cum again."

"Fuck,” he grunted. “You're so fucking hot, Whisper. I can't get enough of you. Cum on daddy's dick, my dirty beautiful girl."

I cried out as I came undone for him, my pussy squeezing the jets of cream out of his pulsing thickness. I ran my hands all over him, pulling him against me as our hips humped against one another, grinding and rolling into a horny undulating dance.

My raven stretched out, and I felt the power tingling all over me, heightening the pleasure.

"Are you still hard?" I whispered into his ear as he lay on top of me. His arms had found their way around my waist, and they held me caged in his powerful embrace.

"My cock has been hard for you since I first laid eyes on you."

My giggle became a moan as his mouth found a nipple and rolled it onto his tongue.

"I like how you feel," I gasped.

"And how do I feel?"

"Hard," I moaned for him as he rolled those hips into me. He'd started fucking me again and I could feel his cock harden inside of me. The feeling was intoxicating.

"What else do I feel like?" He murmured against my neck.

"Overpowering."

"And you like that?" He growled in my ear.

"Mhmm," I hummed in response.

I felt needy, like a little girl wanting her daddy but finding a beast instead, and he was ready to devour me. The raven fluttered, that power coursing right on the edge. I was afraid if I had one more release, that power would explode.

"You called yourself my daddy," I said out loud, remembering his words.

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