Page 72 of The Very Naughty List

“Then what are you waiting for?” she asks and balls her dress in one hand to hold it up for me, showing off her perfect little pussy.

It drives me crazy, but as tempted as I am to give her what she’s asking for right away, I want to drag this out a little longer. I want her to feel every little sensation, want to savor every sweet inch of her pussy as I slide inside.

I unzip and shove my pants down a bit, then slide my cock through her folds several times. She groans and arches her back even more, inviting me inside. She’s totally fucking soaked, her wetness coating my cock, and I finally grip myself at the base and press just the head inside her perfect pussy, beginning to stretch her open.

“Oh my god,” she hisses, her nails curling against the door and leaving tiny scrapes in the paint. The sight gives me an idea, so I lean forward, resting my lips just behind her ear.

“Count them,” I tell her. “I want a mark on that door for each of my piercings as you take them.”

She laughs, her voice thick with desire. “Oh my god, you’re crazy.”

“About you,” I shoot back, ignoring the sudden jolt that shoots through my chest as I realize how true those words are.

Shoving those thoughts aside to consider more deeply later, I shift my hips forward a bit more, and she whimpers as the first stud of my Jacob’s Ladder slips in. It takes her a second to follow my command, but then she slowly drags a nail across the paint.

“One,” she says quietly. I kiss the back of her neck.

“Good girl. Keep going,” I tell her and keep pushing until the next piercing slides in.

“Two.” She scratches another mark in the paint next to the first, but it’s even more jagged. “Don’t stop. I want them all.”

“Oh, you’re gonna get them. Don’t you worry,” I say, clenching my jaw as I pitch my hips forward suddenly, sinking several more piercings into her and pulling a deep-throated groan out of her. About half my cock is inside her now, throbbing with arousal. “How many was that?”

Hailey doesn’t answer. Instead, she drags her nail through the paint three more times. On the final one, she draws a line across the four previous tally marks. Then she turns to me, craning her neck to meet my gaze. “Three, four… five.”

“That’s right, shortcake. Well done.”

I’m impressed. If she’s so sensitive that she could count how many piercings went in with just one thrust, I can only imagine how good I must be making her feel. And the thought makes me want to give her even more pleasure. I can’t wait to have her screaming my name in this room.

“More. Please,” she begs, tapping her nail against the wall as if she’s desperate to make another mark.

I laugh at her impatience, but I don’t take pity on her, taking my sweet time as I slowly press the rest of the way inside, watching her gasp and squirm as she makes jagged tally marks on the door.

Finally, the final inch of my cock disappears into her tight pussy, and she drags in a breath as she makes the last mark.

“Ten,” she whispers, her voice shaking.

I press a kiss to her neck, scraping my teeth across her skin before I whisper, “Well done. You did such a good job counting. I think it’s time for me to give you what you want. What you need. Are you ready?”

“Yes.” She nods, her palms flattening on the door. “Yes, yes, ye?—”

The last word breaks off as I draw out and then plunge back inside, burying my cock to the hilt inside her. She cries out, her eyes going wide with surprise and arousal as she looks at me over her shoulder.

“Holy shit.Yes, Sebastian. Fuck. Me,” she demands, and I don’t think I could deny her anything when she says it like that.

I pull out and drive right back in, making her cry out again. If she wants it hard and fast, that’s exactly how I’ll give it to her. I don’t give her any time to adjust. I launch into a pounding rhythm, my hips slamming against hers, until she melts forward into the door, her cheek smashed against it.

“Oh my god. Oh my god!” she hisses as her free hand slips between her legs to work her clit. She’s standing on her tiptoes, barely managing not to fall over, but she uses what little balance she has to rock herself backward in time with my thrusts, taking my cock even deeper. Fucking herself on my length.

“Go ahead. Say it. Scream my fucking name so everyone here knows who’s got you so worked up,” I mutter and wrap a fistful of her hair around my hand as I start thrusting even faster.

“Yes, Sebastian!” she cries softly, her voice somewhat muffled with her cheek against the door.

“Louder,” I grunt and drive into her roughly again. Her pussy clenches around me, making my balls tighten. “Tell everyone how fucking good I’m making you feel.”

“Oh… my… god. Sebastian!” I can tell she’s still trying to keep her voice down, but it’s a battle she’s losing. Her sounds are getting louder and less controlled as she curls her fingers into fists against the door. “Keep going. Keep going, don’t stop. Please, it feels so good. I’m gonna… gonna…”

Her breathing turns ragged, and I know she’s about to fall apart, but I don’t let up. Not until she takes one last sharp inhale, her muscles locking in a way that tells me her orgasm is cresting.

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