Page 84 of The Break Out

“What if I beg?” I taunt as he pulls off my t-shirt.

“I do love when you beg, but it’s not going to work this time. I’m going to make you feel so good before I fuck you.” He rips off my panties, seeing how wet they are, and his lips pull up. “Sucking my dick made you this wet, Baby Collee?”

I nod, closing my thighs, but he pushes them open roughly.

My instincts are to sass back, but I can’t bring myself to do it because his head is dipping down, tongue running up my entire slit roughly. I throw my head back on a moan, and I already feel ready to combust.

My fingers grip his hair, yanking to hold his face right where I want him. Groaning, he follows my silent direction and keeps his mouth on my clit, flicking his tongue against the bundle and the noises he lets out sends a vibration through me that has me practically screaming.

“Please Colton, fuck,” I cry. “Don’t stop.”

He hums again against me, and then pushes a finger inside and the orgasm crashes over me. It’s almost violent in the way I can’t stop shaking and screaming from the force of the release.

“Fuck, baby, do you know how good you taste? I’ll never get enough of you,” he says, lapping up my release, the tip of his tongue grazing my overly sensitive clit.

“Show me,” I plead.

Colton looks up at me, and I won’t ever get enough of seeing his lips glisten with my wetness while he looks at me from between my legs. I open my mouth to signal what I mean, but he understands instantly. Moving up my body, dragging his tongue along the skin of my stomach, over one breast, licking my peaked nipple, then the other one before holding himself up over me.

I stick my tongue out for him.

“Goddamn, look at you. Such a dirty slut for me wanting to taste yourself from my tongue.”

I nod, tilting my chin up slightly.

He drops down, running his tongue up the side of my neck, to my chin, licking mine before pushing it into my mouth. He kisses me like he never wants to stop. Our tongues tangle as he devours my mouth, the taste of both of us on his tongue. I suck it into my mouth, wanting to be completely consumed by him at this moment and lose myself in all the feelings he can give me.

Suddenly, two of his fingers press into me once again and I gasp into his mouth at the invasion. He doesn’t stop his fierce kisses. I grab the wrist of his hand that’s pumping and rubbing my sensitive pussy.

“Fuck, wait,” I cry.

“No. You’re going to give me another one, then you’re going to take my cock like the good little slut you wanted to be. You wanted me to use you so that’s what I’m doing. I get to do whatever I want and you’re going to fucking take it.”

“I can’t, too sensitive,” I plead.

“You can and you will. Give it to me, Princess.”

His mouth is on mine again as his hand works me closer to another release. This one is almost painful as it builds.

His fingers curl, rubbing my inner walls and my legs start to shake as the pressure builds. The mix of pain and pleasure that I crave, but fear at the same time.

“Look at you, shaking for me. Soak my fucking hand, baby, show me how ready you are for my cock to fill you up.”

With another rough shove of his fingers, I’m exploding around him once again. Crying out against his lips that are swallowing every sound.

“Fuck yes,” he praises as I come back down.

Without wasting any more time, he kneels between my spread legs that have fallen open from exhaustion and lines up with my entrance.

“Think you can take me?” he teases.

“Do I have a choice?” I reply breathlessly.

“Nope.”

He pushes forward, burying himself to the hilt. I moan at the feeling, it doesn’t hurt because I’m so wet from the two previous orgasms, but the feeling of being so full is overwhelming.

“Fuck.Your mouth may be heaven, but your cunt is going tosend me to Hell, and I’ll gladly take any punishment that comes with it.”

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