“Fuck you’re so good at that.” She releases me with a pop, then drags her tongue up the underside of my shaft, and I clench my teeth hard, my head snapping back down to look at her, tongue out and licking me up like there’s nowhere she’d rather be than doing this. “Stand up and bend over the fountain,” I rasp out, fisting my cock again in an attempt to keep her wicked mouth away.
She stands up sweetly, trotting over to the fountain and bending over it, bracing her hands on the second tier. “Like this?” She chimes, shaking her ass.
I walk over to her, stroking myself as I caress a hand over the swell of her ass cheek. “Just like that. So fucking gorgeous, my Cecilia.”
“Please,” she moans out desperately, shaking her little ass for me. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you inside me.”
I glide my cock up and down the split of her ass, groaning at the sight and feel of it. “I bet your pussy is wet and throbbing for it, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Can you take it though? Can you handle a hard fuck? I bet you can. A bratty thing like you needs to be fucked hard.”
“Yes, please. I want it. Fuck me hard, James.” Her words are desperate and breathy. I chuckle, sliding her panties to the side and teasing her pussy with the head of my cock.
I kick her legs apart, spreading her open for me. “I want to be as deep inside you as I can get. I don’t want to feel anything but your aching pussy squeezing me for everything I’ve got. Do you understand me?”
“Oh god, yes.”
I lean over her shoulder, my lips grazing her ear. “Good girl,” I whisper before slamming my cock into her. She flies forward, her hands tightening on the fountain. I pull out and slam into her again, over and over at a fast, violent speed.
“Yes, don’t stop,” she pleads, her voice wild and deep, unlike I’ve ever heard, and it only spurs me on.
I grab her hair, fisting it around my hand and yanking her head back as I pump into her from behind. I can feel some resistance inside her, as if she hasn’t been touched this deeply, but I can’t stop. I needed to consume every part of her. “You drive me crazy, my Cecilia. The way you look, the way you talk…fuck, your wet pussy. Tell me, babe, has anyone ever made your pussy this desperate before?”
“Only you,” she whimpers.
“Fuck yes,” I groan, pumping into her harder, making her hiccup in pleasure. Her ass is bouncing against my lap, both her thighs and mine drenched in her wetness, and I swear, I’m in heaven.
“I’m gonna come,” she moans. Her head falls between her arms, her hair spilling down as her legs shake. Her pussy flutters around my cock, making my stomach tighten, and ecstasy starts to swim through my veins as I feel her unravel around me.
“Fuckin yes,” I growl, my fingers digging into her ass. “Tell me you love me, Cecilia. Fucking scream it when I make you come.” I pump into her, and each time, it gets harder to pull out as she shakes around me, squeezing me tighter and tighter.
“I love you,” she cries. “I love you, James, just like that. Don’t stop. Please. I love you. It’s so good.” Her hands are gripping the fountain so hard that they’re scraping, drawing blood against the rough stone. I can’t stop, though. I wanted her like this. Rough and damned.
I feel like I’m swimming inside her, her pussy dripping all over me. “Do you want me to come inside you, little owl? I’m going to fill this pussy up and make it mine. You’ll never fucking leave me again. Do you understand?”
“God, yes,” she groans.
I chuckle. “James, yes,” I correct her. “I told you there was nothing holy about me.”
She shoves me off of her with her foot, and I stumble back a step before she turns around and practically man-handles me onto the fountain until I’m sitting down, and she climbs into my lap, straddling me and sinking her pussy onto my cock. “Shut up,” she pants with an arrogant smile.
“Yes, ma’am,” I smirk. My hand grabs her throat, squeezing it just enough as she works me inside her until I’m aching for release. “Just like that baby. Just like that,” I groan.
“Fuck, I’m going to come again,” she moans, dropping her mouth to mine and taking me in a savage kiss. Our lips fight for dominance until she opens her mouth, and my tongue brushes hers, gaining the upper hand until I’m devouring her completely. I feel her start to shake in release, and she tears her mouth from mine just as I grab her jaw, forcing our eyes to stay on each other. Her eyes go lazy as she moans through it, and she wraps her arms around my neck, holding tightly onto me as I come with her.
It’s silent momentarily, and I feel nothing but the cold breeze against my skin and her warm body on my lap.
“Wow, wow, wow,” she mumbles, her arms drooping around my neck as she slumps against my chest.
I chuckle, pulling her close to me as I catch my breath. “I don’t know how we’ll walk out of here now.”
She groans, lifting her head to look around. “You’ll just have to make me a bed of roses and sleep out here with me.”
I smile at her, moving a piece of her fallen hair out from in front of her face. “Whatever you want, babe.”
Chapter Thirty-Eight