Page 64 of The Break Out

My words only make her moan louder as she grinds against my hand harder, doing her best to chase her orgasm. She clenches on my fingers, and I feel how close she’s getting, so I pull them out and spank her ass once again.

She yelps and growls at the same time. She tries to turn around, but I don’t let her, keeping a grip on her hip and grabbing a fistful of her hair.

“Colton,” she whines.

Groaning, I rub myself against her bright red ass. “I fucking love it when you say my name, Princess. The same name I’m sure you’re screaming when you touch your pussy thinking about me while saying you don’t need me.”

“Please,” she cries.

“Aw, you want something, baby? You need something from me?” I tease.

“Fuck me,” she pushes back against me.

I chuckle, letting go of my grip on her hair so I can fist myself, running the head of my dick through her slit, coating myself in her wetness. When I rub against her clit she tries to rub harder, but I pull back, rubbing myself up higher, up to her ass. When the head of my cock presses against her tight hole she freezes.

“Should I fuck your ass for the way you’re talking to me? Leave your pussy needy and dripping for me?”

She squeaks out a little noise but doesn’t tell me no. Interesting.

I shake my head, going back to run myself against the length of her slit again. “Nah, not today. I’d rather get inside your tight cunt again. That what you want?”

She nods furiously, trying to push back on me.

“Such a greedy slut for me, aren’t you, Princess? For someone who doesn’t need me, sure seems like you’re pretty desperate for my cock.”

“Colton, please.”

“Such a good whore to beg for me.”

I position the tip at her entrance, watching as I slowly start to push in, the way her pussy swallows me when she cries out, “Wait.” I pause even though it’s making my head spin not being able to slam into her.

“Condom,” she breathes.

“I’m clean, but I’ll pull out,” I tell her. Needing to feel her bare, especially since I’m only an inch in and dying for the whole thing.

She nods. “I’m on birth control but pull out.”

“I will see my cum dripping from your pussy one of these days, but today I’ll settle for it marking your skin,” I say right before slamming my hips forward so she’s full of me.

Her body lurches forward as she screams, and I don’t let up even a little. I set a punishing pace with my thrusts and have her struggling to keep up. I feel myself getting too close to coming, so I quickly pull out, maneuver her to sit on the bench, drop to my knees, and latch my mouth onto her pussy.

She cries out at the initial contact as her hands fly up to grip my hair, pulling hard to hold my face against her.

“You taste so fucking good, Princess, how did you ever expect to keep this pussy from me when it cries like this for me.”

I flick my tongue against her clit quickly and I feel how her release starts to build, and that’s when I pull away, sitting back on my haunches, looking up at her while dramatically licking my lips.

She lunges forward to crash our mouths together, licking her taste off my mouth and I groan against her lips as our tongues tangle together. This kiss is messy, chaotic, and fucking perfect. Without breaking apart, I spread her thighs, and push inside her once again. The feeling of her bare pussy squeezing me has my vision tunneling.

“Still think you don’t need me?” I ask through gritted teethas my release is inevitable, no matter how much I try to hold it off a little longer.

Brynn’s hands latch onto my shoulders, nails digging into my skin as I pound into her. “I just…ah, fuckColton, I, please.”

“Please what? Brats don’t get to come.” I’m not able to hold back any longer, pulling out of her and fisting my cock, pumping it furiously for only a couple seconds before shooting ropes of cum on her soft skin, marking her body. My mind is completely fixated on one thing and that’s how perfect she looks like this. A little pissed, a lot turned on, covered in my cum.

Most of all she looks like mine.

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