Page 38 of Sugar Baby Mine

“That’s it. Come for me. Soak my fucking cock.”

His voice hits at just the right moment, when a particularly hard grind suddenly sends me free falling into bliss. A squeak leaves my throat as I freeze in his lap, hands tangling in his hair and yanking as my release overwhelms me.

My eyelids droop, mind blanking, so overcome that I barely hear his quiet hiss in my ear. My arms and legs quivering from the intensity that pulses from my center, my toes curling in these tight as fuck shoes as I pant for the breath I’m already short on.

Working me through it with each pump of his hips, Ben loosens the hand at my throat to slide up into my hair and curl at the root as our movements begin to halt. His own breath is labored, shoulders tense as I drop my hands to them.

“Holy shit,” I pant, at a loss for more articulate thoughts.

“So perfe—”

My hand flies to cover his mouth.

“I might have forgotten to mention that’s a red word for me,” I say quietly, palm sliding away over his cheek and rubbing over the scruff.

Ben’s eyes flare, curiosity bright and bold, but his cock twitches inside my pussy and I clench around him. I grind in his lap, a hiss leaving my lips as I drag my sensitive clit over his pubicbone.

“Noted,” he says, but I know it won’t be the end of it by his clipped tone.

“Now fuck me how you want, Ben,” I breathe against his lips.

Without needing to be told twice, he scoops under the backs of my thighs, lifting and gliding my legs to lock behind his waist as my arms wind around his neck. He flips us over until he’s above me, settling his weight between my thighs. His cock twitches inside me again as he stares down, eyes fixated on my face.

My cheeks burn at the attention, hands sliding from his neck to curl around his arms. “What?”

Ben shakes his head a little, his smile making my heart flutter. “You look really beautiful right now. Freshly fucked is a good look on you.”

He brushes some hair from my shoulders before his hand lands on my thigh and hoists my leg up a little higher. I dig the sharp point of my heel into his low back.

I can’t help but laugh. “Thank you?”

“My pleasure.” His tone is all cheek. “And now, I’m going to take mine. So lay back and fucking take my cock like a good girl.”

The shift is palpable, the gleam in his eye returning to a dark, heady brown, like a violent storm ready to sweep me away.

“Please,” I breathe, my pussy clenching around him before he even begins to move. His soft groan rumbles through my chest as he presses down against me. Suddenly, his hips snap forward and my head rocks back, jaw falling slack. I’m still sensitive, gasping quiet breaths as he picks up the pace.

Moving over me, his voice gravelly and low, he murmurs words of praise in my ear. It has me clinging to him, desperate for his words as I jerk my hips up to meet his thrusts. Though I’m spent and exhausted, my core still burns with heat at each thrust of his cock.

“This tight little pussy feels so good, gonna fucking ruin you foranyone else.” Ben’s lips find my ear, hand at my shoulder pulling me down as he ruts against me, every jolt threatening to scoot me backward with the force of his hips. He growls in my ear as I slip my hands around to his back, fingernails raining more red lines along the space between his shoulders.

I bit my lip, wondering if Icancome again as I start to reach toward the ledge, ready to tumble after him. I’ve never been able to come more than twice in a row before today, but Ben has me questioning everything I thought I knew.

The tingling at the base of my spine has me humming, “S’good. Feels so good, Ben.Sogood. I think I’m gonna come again.”

It’s a little like being drunk, the world so loud and quiet all at the same time.

“You think? I know you will.” His breath huffs across my collarbone in quick pants, the hair at the back of his neck turning damp under my fingertips as I grip the strands. The muscles in his back quiver, his thrusts becoming erratic as he tilts my hips further, slamming into my cunt over and over.

Tightening my legs around Ben’s waist, I arch my back upward and push our chests together as the heat builds and builds and builds. It feels like a fire growing brighter and wilder with every step toward it I make, unable to turn away. His cock hits just right inside me, and I about lose my mind as my breath leaves my lungs and I claw at his back.

“You look so good stretched around my cock, baby girl. Pink pussy, red ass. And I love these fucking nipple piercings.” He leans back to bring a hand down over my breast, slapping the side of it again. I arch up right as he leans down, teeth and tongue latching onto the bar through my right nipple and gently tugging. “I’m gonna buy you all the jewelry just so I can decorate these pretty tits the way I want.”

“Yes, yes, yes,do it. Fucking do it.” I arch up into his mouth as he sucks at my breast, his hot tongue rolling over my nipple,flicking the jewelry.

Then he grabs at my knees, pushing them off his hips and back to snap them together. He bends my legs back toward my chest until they’re tucked up nearly under my chin. I point my toes and press the tip of my heels into his chest as he leans over me. His eyes flash, lips curling in a smirk as he wraps a hand around my ankle and yanks my foot to press further into his chest.

Ben pulls his hips back, cock sliding out of my cunt nearly all the way before slamming in again. He repeats the action over and over and over until I stab my heel into his chest.

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