Page 49 of The Southern Submission

“We’re not stopping until you get off, Princess. You’re coming like this with your clothes on or I’ll get on my knees, rip your shorts off, and bury my face in that sweet cunt and eat you right here for anyone to see. Tell me what you want, baby girl.”

A flood of warmth greets his words and my core clenches,tipping me over the edge of my release. He slams his mouth over mine, catching my moans, and lets me ride out my release while he kisses me senselessly. He slows our kiss even more, stilling his hips against mine, and peppers my face with soft kisses as I breathe hard through my come down.

“You were right,” I say, the words coming out breathy and low as I keep my eyes closed, head tipped back against the tree trunk.

He chuckles as he kisses down my neck. “About what, exactly?”

“You can make me come with words alone. But friction helps.”

He lets out a deep laugh and buries his face into the hollow of my neck and shoulder. “Yeah, it really does. And you actually used my cock to get off this time. Such a good girl,” he purrs, and it sends a shiver through my body. He straightens up and gently sets me on my feet, fixes my clothes, and smoothes my hair. “You look freshly fucked and those perfect, puffy lips can’t be helped. Just the way I like it. I want everyone to know my little fucktoy was just used and is freshly satisfied.”

I blink at him and bring a hand up to my mouth. My lips are a bit puffy from our kiss, and I’m sure I look like a hot mess, but damn, if that’s what he likes…I laugh. I brush hydrangea blossoms and bark off my legs as he adjusts himself discreetly, and I realize that he got me off, but he didn’t come.

“I can take care of you.” I reach for his shorts and he gently grabs my wrist, stopping me from dropping to my knees.

“You’re my priority, and I’m satisfied. You’ll be dripping with my cum later if that’s what you want.”

I shiver at his dirty words and the promise in them.

“I have an IUD, and I haven’t been with anyone in years. I want to feel you inside of me when you fill me with cum.”I look up at him shyly, not sure if I should be asking this or if that’s what he’s saying. Payton’s eyes widen in shock and quickly transform into a look of intense pleasure.

“Fuck, baby, you can’t say shit like that to me.”

“Never mind.” My heart hammers hard as I realize what I’ve asked for.

He backs me into the tree again so I feel him, hard and ready, pressed against my stomach. He grips my chin and makes me look up at him. “You want me to fuck you bare and come inside your pretty pussy, Princess?”

I try to pull away in embarrassment. “Just forget I said anything.”

“I can’t forget it. I don’t take that lightly. I’ve never fucked a woman bare, but goddamn do I want to bend you over right now and have my way with you. I won’t be able to stop thinking about it, and that means I’m going to do it. Jesus, Ainsley. It’s one thing planning to have you choking on my cum and decorating your beautiful body with it, and another thing to fill your tight pussy with it. Fuck, I want to see you dripping now.” He scrubs his palm down his face as he looks at me and my face burns red hot, but I can’t stop my lips from twisting into an embarrassed smile.

“How was I supposed to know you were all talk? I saw it so vividly in my head; my mouth, pussy, and ass full of your cum. That’s all I’ve been able to think of around you.” I give him an innocent look and his eyes go nearly feral with desire. I like knowing I can get him to lose control like this.

“Stop talking or we’ll get arrested for indecent exposure for sure. I’m half tempted to put you on your hands and knees on the grass right here and fuck you stupid, but I want you somewhere more comfortable the first time I get you naked and fuck you the way you need to be. Let’s get out of here. Ourday isn't done.”

I take the hand he offers me as we leave our secluded spot, which I’m happy to see was well hidden from anyone who could’ve wandered by.

Twenty-five

Payton

Ainsley has a needy cunt face.

After her resistance and pushing me away with her prickly anger for so long, it’s a welcome change. She’s trying to play it cool, but she keeps studying me when she thinks I’m not looking, and whenever I catch her, she’s biting her bottom lip, hazel eyes hungry, and I know she’s thinking about when I’ll fuck her. My perfect little cockwhore is so ready for me.

I take her to lunch. I touch her constantly. I buy her ice cream and tease her mercilessly outside of the shop while I lick her fingers clean. Finally, she groans and bangs her head against my shoulder.

“I give up. You win. You’rebetter at this game than I am. Just take me back to the boat and fuck me already, please.”

I tip my head back and laugh before bending down and kissing her sweet lips, getting her eager moans. I pull away and look down at her. “I never thought you’d admit defeat, my beautiful little warrior woman.”

“It’s not defeat. It’s getting on the same page. There’s a difference,” she corrects, slipping her hands under my shirt to caress the skin of my back. It feels damn good, and I like the idea of her initiating the contact.

“I like you on the same page with me. It’s definitely time to go back to the boat.”

The bright smile on her face falters as her vibrating phone distracts her. She pulls it out of her pocket and swears softly as I catch another unknown number text with vile words harassing her. I grab the phone out of her hand before she can block the number like she’s done with the rest.

“Hey,” she protests, reaching for her phone as I read the full message, keeping it out of her reach.

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