Page 5 of Only His

“Mark…” she cries as my tongue wraps around one stiff peak as my fingers tease the other.

“Spread those legs, angel. I need to mark what’s mine some more,” I grunt, sliding into her tight, soaked sheath when she instantly does. “Yes, that’s my good girl. So eager to be fucked. Owned by the master of her body.”

“Fuck!” she shouts before I can cover her mouth, her body tightening around me so fast it brings my own orgasm racing to the top with her. “Mark…oh fuck, please,” she sobs as I pound her through it, my hand sliding onto her neck, the diamonds on her collar the same pink as her bed, and it contrasts my dark tan intensely.

“Oh shit angel, never knew what I needed until you. Never knew how much I needed a dirty little girl to own, to control, to make feel so good even if it’s by making her feel bad. You come so pretty when I remind you that you’re mine, that I own your little ass now, how you’re nothing but a little whore begging for my cock…yes, just like that,” I praise as she comes for me again with my pounding and words. “Such a good little girl, knowinghow to make the master of your body happy by coming like the little slut you really are.”

“Maaaaarrrkk!” she screams, the sound cutting off when my hand tightens on her neck, which just makes her pussy tighten further around my cock, milking it with desperate waves, and I don’t hold back. I let the tingling flow up my spine and fill her full as her body jerks beneath me, her eyes rolling backwards making me smile as I gather her close, kissing away the tears that slip from her eyes.

“Shh, I’ve got you, angel. I’ve got my good little girl,” I promise, rocking her against me until she quiets, a flush in her cheeks as she looks up at me. “Embarrassed?” I ask as her lashes lower a bit.

“I…I don’t know…”

“It’s okay, Ginny,” I assure her as I stand, moving us into her bathroom after a glance at the clock shows how late it’s gotten. Her dinner will start in a little over an hour and as much as I want to take her home right now, I know she needs to give her parents this.ThenI can take her home with me and keep her.

“You don’t think…”

“What? That you’re actually a whore or a slut?” I state as I set her on her feet under the warm stream of water. “Gin, I just took your virginity. It’s still on my cock so no, I don’t think you’re a slut or whore in the way the terms are used to mean someone that sleeps around. Do I think you’re a little cock whore that’s desperate for mine to fill her slutty little pussy that’s hungry all the time for it?” I add putting a delightful glow into her cheeks and eyes as I tip her face up to mine. “Yes, but I also know it’s only for me. Seen it time and again how you don’t want the boys that come to these things. You want to be fucked, but only by me, don’t you?”

“Yes, just you, always you,” she sighs as I tip her head back into the water to wash her hair. The pieces around her facewere already starting to frizz up thanks to the sweat that formed between us. She straightened it for her graduation, and I hate it that way, love it natural—even if it’s not perfectly uniform. Her mother always complains about it. How parts of it don’t have as much definition in the wave pattern as the rest and how some parts are overly curly and not just wavy and it looks a mess unless it’s straightened and then curled, if she—Lydia—wants it in a curly style.

“It’s been the same for me since last year at your birthday party. You came out wearing that green dress, your hair in those ridiculously perfect waves that had the ends teasing the rounded edge of your gorgeous breasts in that tiny top, and it hit me like a freight train. All I could see was you spread out under me, letting me fuck you dark and dirty,” I admit, and her eyes glitter happily up at me, and I love how short she is compared to me even if it might kill my back to have to lean down to kiss her all the time.

“I never wanted any of the boys at school freshman year although the rest of my class was was being stupid and desperate to have sex. Then I went out for a walk one morning because we were going on a stupid vacation in a few days and I wouldn’t get to spend time going down to the animal shelter to help out as I had been,” she tells me as I turn her around to shampoo her hair. A little moan slips free from her throat as my fingers massage her scalp and I make a mental note to do it more when we have more time. “I was walking along the little path behind our houses. It was about six something in the morning and I heard you in the pool. I came up the path to see if you could convince me parents to let me stay home instead of going with them and saw you pushing yourself up out of the water.”

“Naked,” I state seeing the color slip into her cheeks. “I used to go out and swim most mornings before work. Hated wearing a suit when it was just me.”

“I never understood the desire to touch someone…be touched by a man until then. You were magnificent and I told myself that no one but you would ever touch me the way I wanted. I’d sneak out to watch you whenever possible after that, touch myself wishing it were you, but you stopped doing it…”

“The summer you turned seventeen,” I finish for her. “I couldn’t risk being even closer to you while naked after that. Knowing how much I wanted you, was desperate to have you under me even if it’d cause a full shit storm, I couldn’t risk it—risk losing you when it was just a year. One year before I could claim you. I knew you had a crush after Labor Day but had no clue you’d been hungry for so long. Let me make it up to you now, angel.”

“How?” she asks, her breathing picking up, her nipples hardening into little peaks again and fuck, how am I supposed to make it through dinner without another taste of her?

I don’t answer with words as I sink down to my knees, parting her thighs and give her pussy a long lick. It tastes better with me inside her now, and I lift her leg onto my shoulder, devouring her as she clings to my hair and shoulder. I push her higher and higher, easing back before she goes off, drawing it out until she’s whimpering, clutching me tighter against her sweet cunt.

“You taste so good, angel. Make such sweet cream for me to eat. You’re going to give me more now, aren’t you? Fill my mouth with it while you come but don’t you dare make a single sound,” I add, her pussy clenching around my finger teasing it. “The door might be locked but I know that won’t keep anyone from breaking it down to get a taste hearing you go off. They’ll want some for themselves but it’s mine. Allmine, so be my good girl and give it to me.”

My mouth covers her pussy again, my teeth grazing her clit, and she comes for me, flooding me with her heavenly taste, butmy eyes are on her as she slaps a hand over her mouth, the shout of her release muffled against it. She chokes back the rest as I slip another finger into her pussy, finger fucking it hard until she comes for me once more. Listening and watching her choke back her need to scream with her release has my cock dripping with the need to come as well.

As she goes off around my fingers, I slip them out of her and fill her with my cock as I stand pushing her up against the wall. I lick my fingers clean as she watches, her lids heavy as the pleasure washes through her, and it only takes two pumps before I’m joining her in it, my mouth taking over for her hand to muffle her cries.

“Mark,” she sighs when I pull out and the little gush of cum that slips down her thighs make my cock half hard once more.

“I love you, angel and as much as I want to keep doing this, all night, someone will come looking for you if you miss dinner,” I warn and she nods, a sleepy smile on her lips that I steal quickly before washing her since her legs will barely support her.

By the time she’s clean, I’m hard again and I sit her on her vanity, pushing just the tip of my cock inside her tight pussy and jerk the rest of my length off as her hungry eyes watch. My free hand is holding the back of her neck, and I don’t want to release her, but I do want her to come with me.

“Give me your fingers. Put them in my mouth,” I add when her eyes come up to mine not understanding what I mean.

Her blush as she does what I ask just makes me harder, and I suck her fingers, wetting them completely before pulling back letting them slip from my lips. “Now rub that clit so you’re ready to come when I do. I want to see you get yourself off while I breed your swollen pussy that can’t take all of my cock again right now.”

“Mark,” she moans but does as I tell her, rubbing her clit in hard little circles, which makes her breathing increase, and herbreasts jiggle as her breath starts to come out in pants. “Oh fuck, please…I’m going to come. Give me yours, fill me…breed me,” she adds and that’s all it takes for me to go off.

My hand tightens on her neck, bringing her head up and I steal her lips in a long, soft kiss as she cries tightening around the length I gave her, coaxing every drop of cum from my tip as I pull back, and it pulls a last spurt of it that lands on her pussy lips.

“Fuck that’s pretty, angel. I think your pussy’s always going to have to look like this. Between my collar on you,” I state, enjoying the way she breaths in as I play with the knot, excitement in her eyes that I can’t wait to play with, “and my cum on it, maybe it’ll be enough proof you’re owned before your belly pops out and proves it.”

“You won’t hear any complaints from me about it. Well, maybe a few when you have to go to work, but I can always come to your office and let you own me more,” she suggests and shit, the idea of fucking her on my desk is just one of the fantasies I had about her this past year. It won’t be happening now that I’ve sold everything off, but I can do it in my home office just as easily.

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