Page 52 of The Break Out

She takes me even further and I guide her with the grip I have on her hair, and she just takes it. I pick up my pace. Her nails dig into my thighs and I know there’s going to be little half moon imprints left by the time I’m done.

I give her a chance to adjust to my size, but it doesn’t take long before I can’t take it anymore and I’m thrusting into her mouth while she relaxes her jaw taking what I’m giving her. Drool runs down her chin, her eyes water as they look up at me. She’s never looked better. And she doesn’t tap my thighs.

It all feels too good, and she looks so dirty, all because of me which has me barreling toward release. I’d love nothing more than to shoot my load down her throat, make her open her mouth and show me while it drips out, then shove it back in just to make her swallow it down. But the first time I come tonight it’s going to be while I’m buried inside her tight pussy.

I pull her off me, and she looks up, lips red and swollen, face a mess and I can’t help myself from leaning down taking her mouth in a vicious kiss. Our tongues thrash against each other as I kick off my boxers all the way, and push Brynn back onto my bed. She wraps her arms around my back, scratching her nails down my spine as I settle my weight in between her thighs.

My cock rubs against the soaking fabric that’s covering her. Reaching down, I rip at the scrap of lace until it tears off her body.

She gasps, putting distance between our mouths. “I liked those,” she snaps.

“I’ll buy you more.” I try to take her mouth again, but she turns her head.

“Don’t rip this bra too, I’ll take it off.”

I smirk down at her, my eyes dropping to the flimsy thingcovering her tits. Hooking a finger around the back I tug on it as the lace rips easily under my strength.

“I’ll rip whatever I want off your body if it’s in my way from getting to what I want. I’ll buy you fifty of these things to replace them. I don't give a shit. But don’t tell me what to do.”

I attack her mouth once again before she can say anything and she bites at my lower lip in retaliation, which is cute. I back up slightly, gripping her hips and flipping her onto her stomach roughly before pressing my weight down onto her back. My dick rubs against her ass, and she gasps.

“Should I fuck your ass as punishment? You think you could take me there, Princess?”

“Not a chance.” She shakes her head.

I slide down her body, spreading her legs for my view to see she’s dripping. “Sucking my dick made you this wet? Or is this from the bar? Or are you just this desperate to take my cock inside you again?”

She squirms, and I hold her still with a hand on her lower back as I swipe my fingers through her slit with the other. Gathering her wetness on my fingers I bring it to my mouth, sucking loudly so she knows what I’m doing.

“Fuck you taste so sweet. Not sure how someone so bitchy can have such a perfect pussy.”

She growls, and tries to buck up to get away, but I keep her in place. “Fuck you.”

“In a minute. Let me eat first.”

Diving forward, I latch my mouth onto her pussy from behind. She lurches forward moaning into the mattress as I lap at her wetness, tasting as much of her as I can. And it still doesn’t feel like enough.

Running my tongue along her slit up further she squeals and tries to push away as I get closer to the other tight hole. I pull back slightly, landing a sharp smack onto her ass cheek. “Why are you interrupting my meal?”

She squirms slightly, but I hold her still.

“Because you were trying to go back there,” her voice is soft and almost innocent, and it probably says something about me that it only makes me harder. I’m already starting to rut against the mattress.

I kneel back and with a grip on her hips, I flip her onto her back once again and she looks up at me with flushed skin, her nipples pink and hard, lips swollen and parted. Every inch of her is begging for my mouth and I wish I could taste every inch of her at once because a single spot isn’t enough.

“Listen to me, I will put my tongue, fingers, and cock wherever I want when it comes to you and this perfect body of yours. And you will enjoy every single second of it. Your only complaint will be that you want more. Understand me, Princess?”

With a rough swallow, she nods right as her eyes drop to my rock-hard cock that is pointed straight toward her. She bites her bottom lip and I wrap my fist around myself, stroking slowly as I look at her.

“You wanting to be touched?”

She nods.

“Did you forget how to use your words?” I taunt.

She shakes her head.

“Tell me what you want then, Princess.”

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