“Yes, Sir,” she says, then I slap her cheek, hard. She jolts forward, but my hand holding her hair keeps her head where it is, so her back is forced into an exaggerated arch. Returning to position, she pants as I line the tip of my throbbing cock up with her slickened pussy.
You’re so ready for me, my dirty girl.
“Say my name, Ivy,” I growl out.
“Void,” she says huskily.
My palm twitches, and I slap her ass again. “Wrong. Say my name, Ivy.”
She pushes back and wriggles her hips, the tip of my cock breaching the lips of her pussy.
Greedy little bitch.
“Cade!” she gushes with much more gusto.
Hearing her call my name like that sparks something inside me. I yank her head back and thrust inside her. Her warm pussy envelops me so fucking tight, squeezing me for all I have. I stop for a second to gather myself. Still, I can’t wait for long, because she starts to move, like the eager fucking bitch she is.
I grip her tighter and slap her ass again and again, adding to the collection of red handprints decorating her delectable cheeks. “Don’t move, Ivy. I control this, not you.”
She whimpers in disagreement. She likes to control our sex, so letting me take over is hard for her.
My free hand moves to her waist to help pull her on and off me. She feels so fucking good as my fingers in her hair keep her head pulled back, her hands off the ground, unable to move anything but her hips.
After this build-up, I don’t think it’s going to last too long for either of us. So, I thrust deep inside of her, pull back, rotate a little, then thrust back in.
“Fuck, Cade!”
A slow smile crosses my face. I’ve been trying to keep this part of me hidden from her, but she’s accepting me so openly and freely now. The further we delve into my sexual expectations, the more it confirms she can take all of me. She’s made for me.
Her walls clamp around my cock, and I know she’s close, so I pump into her harder.
“You want to come, Ivy?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I yank on her hair, which elicits a pleasure-filled moan. “That’s not how you answer me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
My free hand slides down to find her clit. She writhes and thrusts against me as I circle, bringing her closer to her climax. As I feel her tighten around me, my balls pull up again, readying for another release. Ivy pants, her skin slickening, her breaths more frantic, and the tingle starts in my spine.
I’m so fucking close.
“Don’t you come until I tell you to.”
Ivy pants as I feel the pressure build from the tips of my toes all the way to my balls. She’s writhing, bucking like a damn bronco to get her release. “Please!” she cries. “Please!”
My balls pull up, and I throw my head back and let out a guttural groan. “Now, Ivy!”
Her pussy clenches around my cock, draining me for all I’m worth, and she gushes—actually gushes—around me. My cock throbs, tensing as my muscles constrict, then my entire body erupts as I come so fucking hard my vision whites out, and I can barely contain myself. “Fuuuck!” My dirty fucking girl.
Everything in me is completely spent as I pull out and drop to the ground beside her.
She flops next to me, and we both look up at the sky, panting for breath.
“That… was… amazing.”
I turn my head to take in the look of awe that crosses her features. “I didn’t hurt you?” I ask, while caressing her hair.