Page 35 of We Are All Sinners

I release her hips and place my knee on the floor while I lay her ass back down. I lean down on top of her, hooking my arm under her left leg raising it up, as I grab her wrists above her head with my free hand, allowing me to get deeper and closer to her lips.

I suck and nip her bottom lip, then trail kisses down her jaw and neck as I get into a rhythm fucking her slow and hard. I slam into her rolling my hips, then pull back, and repeat the motion over and over again.

My cock gets harder and harder with every sweet sound she makes until I feel like my entire body could explode.

Fuck! Her moans, the sound of our bodies coming together again, the way she looks me in the eyes and sees into my soul, it’s everything I have ever needed, wanted, dreamed of.

She is my everything!

I look into her eyes as I come, not letting go of her wrists and leg, practically roaring as I pump every drop of cum I have to give, until she lets go again, “I’m coming, oh God Brix, don’t stop!” she begs as I let her wrists and leg go. I hold her tight, peppering her face and neck with kisses as I continue to move my hips, until she falls over the edge, and her body finally slacks.

Her legs tremble around my body as I slow down my movements. We both lay together, bodies slick and spent as we come back down, and I have nothing left to give.

She flutters her eyes open, still breathing hard, and smiles at me. She moves her hips making my dick twitch.

“Tie me up and play with me tonight. I’m finally yours, do all the things to me we talked about when we were kids.” She continues moving her hips until I’m hard as a rock again, “Fuck me the way you said you would fuck me after our first time Brix, I know you want to dominate me, spank me, and call me your filthy little slut.” She whispers the words, and I can’t hold back with her anymore.

“Be careful what you wish for my little witch, I was going to take it easy on you tonight, but if you want to have it all,” I thrust hard as my eyes meet hers, making her moan, “then I will give it all to you.” I pull back and thrust again, harder, making her eyes roll back.

I pull out of her and get up off the couch quickly, leaving her breathless and shocked. I had to pull out of her before I fucking came again at her wanting me to make good on the promises I made to her a long time ago.

“Dining room, I’m still hungry, baby. Lay yourself out on the table for me, legs and arms spread out. I want to see your pussy begging me to fuck it. Go!” I command and watch her eyes light up as she moves quickly out of the room with a grin from ear to ear.

Fuck I love that she remembers and wants this as much as I always have.

Chapter 11

Brixon

Ilook around the house finding the things I want and make my way into the kitchen. I drop everything on the counter and move over to the coffee bar grabbing the honey jar. I open the fridge and grab the can of whipped cream Noah left, and some pineapple chunks.

I get a bowl of hot water, a washcloth, and a glass of ice, placing everything on a tray before I take it to the dining room where my little witch is sprawled out on the long, oak table. Her legs are spread wide, showing off her glistening pussy like I asked, waiting for me to come and violate her.

Fuck she is beautiful. I take a moment to look at the work of art before me, thankful and amazed that she is mine. I move to the end of the table, laying everything out that I chose to play with tonight.

I take the washcloth, drench it in the water, and wring it out.

“My little witch looks ready for her Saint to take everything from her and make her his little slut. Remember, there are no safe words.” I explain as I wipe her from the top of her pussy to her ass, gently removing my cum, already running out of her.

“I know, I’m yours. I want it, Brix. I don’t need a safe word with you. You would never hurt me.” Her words are soft and sultry as she gives me a sexy smirk, pushing her hips into my hand. I pull away quickly, not giving her what she wants, just yet.

I drop the washcloth on the table and pick up the big, green vibrator I found in her panty drawer, holding it up so she can see what I’m doing. I turn it on high speed and watch as the head of the fake dick bobs up and down as the pearls that form a ring around the head turn counterclockwise.

I smack her clit, making her yelp, before I rub the sting away gently, then take it away.

“Still think I won’t hurt you, my little witch?”

“Mm-maybe I want you to.” She whispers, stuttering slightly, showing her nerves.

She bites her lip, watching me as I grab the lube I found with the dildo. I pour a generous amount on it before I slowly push it a little over halfway into her pretty pink pussy, making her eyes go wide as she drops her head back, arching her neck.

I leave it there while I grab the rope I found in the girl’s craft room. I tie Evie’s hands above her head to the high back wooden chair at the head of the table, then down to the legs of the table using a butterfly knot.

Evie moans, breathing hard again, nervously watching me, waiting to see what I do next.

“Hey Google, play some music!” I holler, knowing one of her many favorites will start playing, like it always does.

A guitar strums, before the voice of, Cam, spills out of the speakers in the living room, softly singing, “Till There’s Nothing Left.” I smile at how fitting this song is.

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