Page 53 of The Break Out

She hesitates, squirming around again and it’s fun to see her so flustered like this. “I want your mouth on me.”

“You going to interrupt me again?” I ask with another stroke with my fist.

She shakes her head.

“Words,” I snap.

“No.”

“Look at you, such a good girl. Now put your feet on the bed and spread your legs.”

She puts her feet up with her legs parted. I grip underneath her knees and push back so she’s folded in half, her pussy front and center for me to devour once again. And that’s exactly what I do. I lick and suck, spearing her with my tongue then suck her clit into my mouth as she moans and grapples to find anything to hold onto. The sheets, my hair, my arms. I drive her out of her mind with my mouth.

This time when I push her further back, exposing her ass to me again, I dip lower, running my tongue over the tight hole there. I feel her tense, but she doesn’t stop me this time.

She starts to relax and moaning at the new sensation, I take advantage of her pliancy, pressing a finger inside her tight cunt, curling and pumping while I eat her ass. She starts thrashing as she gets close. I feel her tightening. She’s gripping the sheets so tightly they may pull off the edges, but I don’t care. I want her to fuck up my room. Fuck up my entire house. It only proves she was here. Something about the thought of her leaving her mark on my place shocks the shit out of me, but I don’t think about it too much because she’s screaming out her release.

Her orgasm coats the stubble on my face, and it only makes me want to bury myself in her spasming pussy, face first, and make her do it again. As she comes down, she pushes me away whining about how sensitive she is.

I move up her body, hovering above her, making a show of licking her cum off my lips as I stare down at her.

“Aw, you can’t handle anymore, Baby Collee?” I taunt.

She’s breathing heavily, her eyes locked onto my mouth, suddenly her arms wrap around my shoulders yanking me down so our mouths crash together. It shocks me, but I catch up quickly as she laps at her release, tasting herself on my tongue which makes me borderline desperate to get inside her. This entire night has been foreplay and I’m worried the second I sink inside her I’m going to explode, but I need to. I need to feel her strangle my cock as she comes again.

It takes a huge effort to pull back from her, putting distance between us. We are both breathing heavily as I stand and walk over to my nightstand to grab a condom. Brynn watches the movement, her eyes never leaving my hand as I rip the wrapper with my teeth then roll the rubber over my length.

I climb back onto the bed, my back against the headboard. “Get up here, Princess. Ride my dick and show me what a slut you are for my cock.”

She scrambles up the bed, straddling my hips and hovering over my length. I notice she’s looking down between our bodies and I tilt her chin up so she’s looking at me.

“I want to watch your face as you take every inch of me in this perfect cunt.”

She bites her lip but does what I ask. Her eyes never leaving mine as she sinks down onto me. We moan together at the feeling. Once she’s filled to the hilt it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to fuck up into her as roughly as possible. And also, not to come right this second.

Brynn wraps her arms around my neck as she adjusts to my size and when her hips start to rock slightly, she throws her head back and I just look at her. Her tits bouncing slightly from the movement, flawless skin shining with sweat as she rolls her hips against me chasing yet another orgasm.

“Fuck, you want it so bad, don’t you? Such a slut for my cock, aren’t you? Does it feel good?”

“Yes, so good, fuck me, please.”

“Such a good fucking girl for me, baby.” I grasp her hips and start to fuck up into her.

She gasps out a moan and tightens her hold on me as she meets me thrust for thrust with a roll of her hips to get the friction on her clit, I know she needs it.

“Colton, please, I need,ugh.” She’s close again but can’t quite get there.

I can’t help the light chuckle I let out at her desperation.

“You wanting to come? Poor little thing can’t get there without my help?”

“Fuck you, I just need…please.”

I tsk at her attitude, tossing her off my lap, onto her back on the bed and she squeals at the sudden movement, but I’m on her again almost instantly, thrusting into her so hard she cries out.

“You don’t get what you want when you have an attitude with me, got it?” I ask, punctuating my point with a sharp slap of my hips.

“Yes.”

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