Page 99 of Can You Take It?

“Damn right it is,” he growls quickening his pace, finally giving me what I’ve been aching for.

I bite down on my lip, my whole body shaking with the force of it. I’m so close to breaking, to falling apart completely, but I hold on.

“Fuck,” he grunts slamming his hips into mine harder. “Now, baby. Come for me. Come all over us.”

That’s all it takes. The tension that’s been building inside me snaps, and my orgasm hits me. I scream, feeling my pussy clamp down on his cock and my fingers at once. The intensity fries every thought from my mind as my body convulses, legs shaking violently with each wave of pleasure that rolls through me, leaving me gasping and dizzy.

My fingers start to slip out but his cock keeps them pinned inside me, holding them in place as he fucks me through my orgasm.

“Oh fuck, Richard,” I gasp desperately. “It's… fuck, it’s so fucking good.”

He doesn’t stop. His cock keeps pounding into me, dragging out every last bit of my orgasm, and it’s almost too much. My body’s twitching, bucking against him uncontrollably, and I can feel the wetness dripping down my thighs, onto the table beneath me.

When the last wave of my orgasm finally crashes through me, I collapse onto the table, panting hard, feeling completely wrecked. My fingers are still deep inside me, but I’m too spent to move.

Slowly, Richard pulls back, his cock dragging my fingers along with him, slipping out of me inch by inch. I feel his cock twitch as he pulls away, and the sensation of my fingers sliding out along with his cock makes my pussy clench one last time in a weak aftershock.

He grabs my wrist, pulling my hand up to his mouth. His eyes meet mine as he licks my fingers clean, one by one. His tongue flicks over each digit, savoring the taste of my cum, and mypussy clenches at the sight of him, even though I’m still coming down from my high.

“You taste fucking perfect,” he mutters. His grip tightens around my wrist as he pulls me up, straightening me on the table. In one quick move, he hauls me up against him. My back is lifted off the table, and my ass is nearly hanging off the edge. If it weren’t for his strong arms holding me up, I’d have toppled to the floor. He guides my hands between my legs, making me feel every pulse and throb.

His mouth presses against my ear as he says, “Hold that pussy open for me, and maybe I’ll let you come again after all.”

His hands move over mine, showing me exactly how he wants it. His thumb grazes my clit and his fingers expertly massage my pussy lips around his throbbing cock.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Just like that.”

I can feel his breath against my neck as he bites down. “Good girl,” he growls.

My hands follow his lead, holding myself open for him. His thumb continues its tantalizing motion on my clit. Each circle he draws sends waves of warmth cascading through my body, making my breath hitch in my throat.

“You’re mine, Izel,” he declares, his grip on my wrists tightening. “Say it.”

“I’m yours,” I gasp.

He chuckles darkly, his lips trailing down my neck. “Louder.”

“I’m yours!” I proclaim.

“Hold it open wider. I want to see this pussy gripping my cock,” he commands.

I comply, my body eager to please him. His fingers intensify their exploration, and I’m lost in the pleasure he’s expertly delivering.

“You want to come, don’t you?” he taunts.

Desperation fuels my response. “Yes, please.”

His fingers abandon my dripping pussy and slide into my hair, yanking my head back. He bends me slightly backward, thrusting into me, and the mewls escape my lips before I can stop them.

“That’s right,” he growls. “You’ll come for me.”

“Yes,” I gasp.

“So eager, are we? No more fight left in that body?”

I nod, my voice reduced to a whimper. “Yes.”

With a predatory growl, he yanks my head to one side. “Fucking come for me.” His teeth sink into my exposed flesh, and the world comes to a standstill.

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