Page 43 of Holiday Power Play

"Such good manners." I reach for her clit and spread the moisture there as I watch my cock glide in and out, in and out.She bucks up into me and bites down hard on her lip. And I know I won't last long at all.

Her pussy has me in a chokehold and just before I'm about to stop she pulses around my cock and brings her hands to her mouth screaming out.

I reach forward, taking a hold of her throat and wrapping one hand around it as I use the other on her clit and keep thrusting into her.

She writhes but now with my hand on her throat she gasps instead of screams.

"That's my good." Thrust. "Fucking." Thrust. "Girl." I spill into her and don't take my hand off her throat as I do, lifting her up so that our faces meet and her lips are on mine, swallowing my own groans as I come into her.

My head spins and it's not until I feel her gulp against my hand that I realize I'm still holding her throat.

I quickly move it and she takes in a deep breath.

"Holy shit, are you okay?"

I slide out of her and take her face into both my hands.

"Yes," she breathes. "That was… just wow."

I swallow, trying to catch my own breath.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?"

She looks down between her thighs, and I can see I left marks there. And I know for sure I left marks on her ass.

"Shit," I say, bringing a hand up to my face.

"I'm so sorry, Lana."

"No. She shakes her head. No, that was amazing, Trevor. I've never…"

"You've never what?"

"I've never let myself be taken like that."

"Well, to be fair, I've never done that."

She looks at me, in disbelief. "Really? I find that hard to believe."

I roll the condom and tie it off before tossing it into the trash and I grab my pants and slip them back on.

"Well, I'm glad you think so. I just wanted to make you feel good."

She smiles, "Well, mission accomplished. That was incredible."

She holds her wrists out for me. "Do you mind?"

I stand between her legs and take her bound wrists into my hands, working gently to get her untied.

"You'd tell me if I was too rough, right?' I say, looking into her eyes. "Your brother did make sure to emphasize that I shouldn't hurt you."

She chuckles. "Trevor, I'm pretty sure he didn't mean it in this context."

I shrug. "He didn't specify, so…"

"He can't know anything happened between us," she reiterates.

"Yeah, you've made that pretty clear."

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