Page 72 of The Break Out

“Colton,” I whine when he continues trailing his fingers along my skin, but never touching me in any spot that I want him to.

“Yeah, Princess?” I hear the smirk in his voice, but I’m at a point I don’t even care anymore. I want the depraved things only he can give me. I want it all.

“Please fuck me.”

He groans, leaning over me again, “I knew you could submit so beautifully for me.”

Without wasting anymore time, he brings his hand around, running a finger along my slit. I want to spread my legs wider but can’t. Then he shoves a thick finger inside me, and I cry out from how good it feels. Mine didn’t even come close to how it feels when it’s him and I’m already about to combust from just this. Since I can’t move my legs apart it’s a tight fit and I don’t care, I just start to grind against his hand, chasing the orgasm I’ve attempted to give myself.

“So desperate, so fucking needy all for me. Your pussy is soaked, I’m going to make you come on my hand, then I’m going to taste how much you’ve missed me before you get my cock. How does that sound?”

I nod. “Yes, please, I just need ah–” I can’t finish my sentence because he curls his finger, rubbing against my G-spot and I see stars. This time my knees really do buckle, but he uses his other hand to hold me up.

“I know what you need.”

And he does. Hereallydoes.

Which is only proven more when his palm rubs against my clit while rubbing my inner walls and I’m detonating in only a few seconds. The orgasm hits me so hard I couldn’t hold back my scream if I wanted to. I’m pretty sure I black out for a second at the power of the release.

I think I hear Colton praise, “That’s my girl,” but I really can’t be sure because I swear, I lose the ability to see and hear for a second as my body comes down.

Before I’m even fully aware again I’m being turned around, lifted, and laid down on the bike seat. I’m barely able to lift my head in time to watch Colton rip my pants all the way off, drop to his knees, throwing my legs over his shoulders, and burying his face between them.

My head falls back on a loud moan the second his mouth is on me. I’m overstimulated, but also wanting more. Already feeling myself building toward another orgasm the moment his tongue flicks against my clit. I squeeze my thighs against his head, and he groans against me, licking a long languid trail up my pussy before looking up at me.

“Keep squeezing my head, Princess, the next time I have you in my bed you’re going to sit on my face so I can drown from how much I make your pussy flood for me.”

Diving back down, he sucks my clit into his mouth, and I cry out again. One of his hands slides up my body, under my shirt, squeezing a breast, he roughly pulls the cup of my bra away totug at my nipple at the same time his tongue dips lower, fucking me with it.

It has taken effectively no time at all to be close to yet another orgasm and I want to be embarrassed by that because it’s just proving him right even more, but I can’t fight it. Everything feels too good, and I might actually lose it if he were to stop.

“Give it to me,” he says against me, moving back to my clit, flicking his tongue against it rapidly. When he presses two fingers inside, I lose it, crying out another orgasm. There’s an unfamiliar flooding feeling and when I’m able to I look down at Colton worried about what just happened.

His chin is actually dripping and the smile on his face has me confused and mortified at the same time.

“Wha–” I start to question, but he rises up, standing over me.

“You squirted, Princess and that was the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. Open.”

I don’t have it in me to question anything anymore. So, I do what he says, opening my mouth slightly, but he grips my chin, opening my mouth wider, his thumb pulling my bottom lip down. He lets the mix of his spit and my cum fall into my mouth, landing right on the tattoo I keep hidden.

“Now, that’s a good girl for me.” His thumb rubs along the two words inked there.

Flicking my tongue out, I lick his finger, tasting the tang from my cum mixed with him. He pushes it in further into my mouth, closing my lips around him and sucking. I graze my teethlightly across his skin and it has him pulling out of my mouth quickly replacing it with his lips on mine roughly.

He kisses me like he needs me more than air and I take it all greedily. Wrapping my legs around his waist I attempt to push his pants off with my feet, quickly becoming frustrated when it’s taking too long.

Colton is clearly impatient at this point too because he works them down enough to free his dick from the confines, lines up with me and shoves forward, fully seating himself in a single thrust. I scream at the quick intrusion, clenching down on him as I try to adjust.

“There she fucking is,” he practically growls.

I melt against the bike seat where I’m still lying, my head falling off the edge because I can’t hold it up any longer. Suddenly, I’m being lifted up into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

With an impressive show of strength, he holds me up completely while pulling back, then thrusting forward again. I can’t help but meet his thrusts, grinding as best I can from this angle.

“Bounce on my cock, Princess, you can do it. Take what you need from me.” He grips my thighs tightly, guiding me to do what he’s demanding.

It’s a little hard at first, but then he groans, and it lights a fire inside me that has me doubling down as I move harder and faster against him. He continues to fuck up into me while I bounce and grind. My moans increase as I feel another orgasmstarting, but then he lifts me off him, and bends me over the bike again.

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