Page 71 of Bleeding Blackheart

The sound of her wet pussy gets louder while I rub the heel of my palm back and forth over her, coating my hand with her cum. “I didn’t think so.” I dig my fingers in her neck a little harder and stroke her clit with my middle finger.

“Oh. Just like that,” she breathes.

I squeeze her cunt a little harder. “Like this, baby?”

Her legs spread wider. “Yes. Just like that. Fuck.”

I slide my hand from her neck down to her lower back, rubbing her above her ass and by her hips. Her cunt is soaked against my other palm, making it harder to stay incontrol. I slip my oil covered thumb between her plump cheeks and press against her virgin hole, needing to breach it.

Montana’s gentle hip rolls turn into aggressive thrusts while she humps my hand, groaning with her face down. I rub her clit faster and swirl my finger around her hole, teasing her as much as possible so she’s dying for me to slip it in there.

Montana starts to whine, and her body trembles. “I need you to fuck me, Gunner. Please. I’m begging you.”

“I love it when you beg, little fox. You’re so damn good at it. It just makes me want to tease you more.”

“Then maybe I oughta quit begging if it’ll make you move faster. Maybe I’ll just demand it.”

I pull my hand away that’s slick with her sweetness and smack her ass with it. “If you demand it, I’m gonna punish you for being such a bad girl, Montana.”

Grabbing her hips, I slide her down the table until her cunt is hanging off the edge of it, and then I bend over, lowering my face to her pussy.

“Ohhhh, shit.” She buries her face against the massage bed while I lick between her pussy lips slowly.

“You taste so good, baby.”Slurp.“You taste like mine.”

Her ass lifts up, giving me easier access to press my face against her. “I’m yours. I’m all yours. No one else’s.”

My sweet little thing moans my name repeatedly, making me want to do nothing but bring her as much pleasure as possible.

I smack her tush in between licks, and her sounds only increase in volume as I do so.

Montana rips off her eye mask and whips her head around, looking at me over her shoulder. “Quit being such a fucking tease and fuck me like I’m the only woman in the world.”

I pull my soaked face from her slowly, removing my belt as I stand up. “I have to punish you now, little fox.”

Her eyes widen, and her chest rises and falls quickly. “You said you wouldn’t hit me with that.”

I bring my belt forward, wrapping the flat of it around her mouth. “I’m not. But I’m gonna shut you up while I fuck you, you naughty little bitch.”

Montana chuckles right as I loop the end of my belt through the buckle, cutting off her voice.

Tonight’s sex was supposed to be soft and slow in bed, but it’s too late for all that now.

With the belt wrapped around my fist, I yank down my jeans and boxers, and I sink myself into my girl, making her take me to the hilt.

Montana groans as soon as I hit her cervix, and I yank my belt, arching her neck while I drive into her. “Is this what you needed, dirty girl?”

She grips the table below her, trying to stay on it while I slam into her.

“My dirty girl loves getting punished, doesn’t she?”

The noises she makes under my belt confirm her satisfaction.

I wrap the belt around my fist tighter, bringing the back of her head to my chest so she’s taking me upright on her knees. I snake my other hand around her chest, squeezing her perfect, fat tits. “I love these fucking tits, Montana. These tits were made just for me to suck on. To fuck and come on. I’m gonna come on every single inch of you, little fox. I’m gonna mark you so you never forget who the fuck owns you.”

Montana writhes in my touch, and I know she needs more attention. I reluctantly peel my fingers from her tits just so I can give her pretty, dark mauve, needy bud attention. Just like her pussy, her clit is slick as fuck too. “You get so fucking wet for me, Montana. Just soaked, baby. This pussy knows exactly what it needs to feel better. And it needs my mouth, my cock, and my fingers.”

Her eyes start to roll back, and I know my baby is getting ready to explode. “That’s it, honey. Come for me.”

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