Page 38 of The Break Out

Grinning, I descend on her, taking both her wrists in one of my hands and pinning them above her head. “I don’t beg, Princess.” I press my hardness against her exposed core, and she gasps at the feeling. “You can feel how badly I want you. I tasted how badly you want me. So, I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll feel me for the next week. And when you can’t feel me anymore, you’ll be back. Andthenyou’ll beg.”

I expect her to argue, but instead she says, “Prove it.”

My mouth is on hers; we’re all tongues and teeth as my hips thrust against her and if I didn’t have my underwear on I would be inside her already. With my free hand, I push up her shirt and find she’s not wearing a bra when I take one of her perfectly sized tits into my hand and pinch her nipple. She cries out and I move my mouth over to the other one, sucking it into my mouth.

She bucks up against me, her mewls and heavy breathing mixing with my groans as I give each nipple equal attention. Ipush her shirt all the way up over her head, but it’s trapped because I won’t let up on her wrists yet.

I continue switching between each nipple, while grinding harder and harder against her. She meets my movements. I pull back my mouth with a pop.

“Ask nicely for my cock to fuck you, Baby Collee.”

She clamps her lips between her teeth but doesn’t say anything.

I take one of her wet nipples into my mouth again and bite down hard enough she squeals, and I soothe the sting with my tongue.

“Ask for my cock,” I demand, trailing my tongue up her chest, her neck to her jaw, hovering my lips over hers.

She tries to arch up to capture them, but I pull back and push down to keep her pinned underneath me. She lets out the cutest little growl of frustration. I thrust against her, and she tightens her legs on my hips trying to keep me in place.

“Ask. Me. To. Fuck. You.”

“Fuck me,” she practically whispers. I want to make her ask louder, but I can do that next time. I’m too hard and desperate for her to waste another second when she’s given me the green light.

I let go of her wrists to pull her shirt completely off so she’s bare and exposed to me. I barely have any time to take her in because I need to be inside her. I need to feel her. Flipping heronto her stomach she lets out a surprised sound at the sudden movement.

“Spread your legs,” I tell her as I push my boxers off completely. I quickly grab a condom from my wallet in my discarded pants.

She listens for once and gets on her knees, spreading them and arching her back to extenuate her perky little ass and that dripping pussy.

“Fuck,” I grit out, sheathing myself with the condom. My eyes don’t leave her beautiful body, spread and waiting for me like a wet dream. “Next time I’m going to see how submissive you can be for me, Princess. I’ll bet you’ll love to give me complete control of this body.”

I kneel behind her on the bed, my hand is between her shoulder blades while I line up at her entrance, swiping my cock through her folds, getting it nice and wet. She whimpers, wiggling her hips trying to push back, but I hold her steady.

“Knew you would beg for me,” I tell her right as I push inside, being completely surrounded by her warm tightness. “So fucking tight.”

She moans and I lean over her back, pushing her hips into the mattress with mine, holding my weight off her with my elbows. I’m fully seated inside her warmth and give her a moment to adjust to my size, and to give myself a second because I’m way too close to coming already.

She turns her head slightly to look back at me. “You going to fuck me, or not?”

I bite her shoulder, pull my hips back, and then drive forward, hard. She cries out and I continue to fuck her into the mattress. She feels so good, too fucking good, and her moans have me desperate to make her come again.

Covering her body with mine as I keep the punishing rhythm I’ve set I ask, “You still hate me?”

“Yes,” she moans as I pull back slightly and slap my palm against her ass. Her cry is muffled against the bed as she drops her face against it.

“You may hate me, Princess, but your cunt doesn’t. Fucking takes me so well, such a perfect little slut for me.”

Taking a hold of her hips, I move back enough to flip her onto her back, yanking her down to the end of the bed where I’m now standing and impaling her on my cock again. I hold the inside of her thighs, so she’s spread for me to watch how we look together.

Her arms flail, searching for anything to hold on to and I can see how close she is, which she better be because I’m about to lose it myself. I rub her clit and she arches up. “Come for me, you know you want to let go for me.”

“Fuck you,” she cries as her pussy clamps down on me as she comes.

I pound into her, and it doesn’t take long before I’m joining her, groaning as I release into the condom. I fall forward, catching myself with my arms braced on either side of her head as she drains every bit of my orgasm from me.

As we come down the only sound in the room is our heavybreathing, I don’t want to move yet. Brynn’s eyes meet mine when the lust haze has started to fade and her hatred for me is still there, but maybe a little less.

I’m almost determined to try for round two, when she looks down between our naked bodies where I’m still inside her, then back up to my eyes and says, “Get out.”

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