Page 15 of Desperate Valentine

He straddles me from behind, his legs on either side of my ass as I suddenly feel the tip of his cock slide between my legs.

“Holy f-fuck, woman,” he growls, gripping my ass with his hands as he slowly guides his cock inside me.

Tears form in my eyes as he pushes into me deeper, a dull pain rushing through me before it quickly turns to pleasure.

“If your pussy keeps gripping my cock like that, I’ll have to keep you all to myself.” He runs one hand up my spine and grips the back of my hair.

Boastful moans escape my lips as he quickens the pace, slamming into me so hard my body jolts forward over and over.

“Funny, you don’t have much to say while my cock is buried deep inside you.” He thrusts into me, holding the position as I gasp.

“Jude!” I cry out, as soon as I manage to catch my breath.

“Say it again. Louder.”

“Jude! I need to—”

“Are you begging me to make you cum?” he says, letting go of my hair so he can wrap his hands around the sides of my neck.

“Y-yes.”

“Not convincing. Try again.”

What the hell is this?

“Just fuck me!” I try to move my hips to relieve the ache but it’s no use.

Just when I think this couldn’t get any better, he squeezes the sides of my neck, depriving me of oxygen before he lets go and pulls out of me, just to slam his cock back in full force.

“Fuck!” I bellow out, knowing damn well that if he had neighbors, they would have heard me for sure.

“Cum for me. Drench my cock, you little slut.” He reaches under me and finds my clit, rubbing it with the perfect amount of pressure.

The sound of flesh on flesh echoes off the walls around us, which has my orgasm peaking faster than I expected. I let go, allowing myself to completely lose control while he still keeps a steady rhythm inside me.

“Fuck, yeah, good fucking girl. I told you you could take it.” He slows his movements, clearly enjoying the way my pussy constricts around him.

“I—”

“You what? Come on, my little chatterbox, tell me what you need.”

“I want you to c-cum in my m-mouth.”

“That’s what I wanna hear.” He pulls out of me, slapping my ass before flipping me over and wrapping his hand around my throat.

I open my mouth, keeping my eyes held on his as he lines his cock up to my mouth and pushes past my lips. I can taste myself on him which has my clit throbbing all over again.

I gag when he hits the back of my throat, but it doesn’t stop him from sliding in further. The second he cums, I swallow every last drop while his deep moans encourage me.

“Fucking hell, that was beautiful,” he says, pulling out of my mouth and lightly tapping my cheek.

“That was—holy fuck,” I manage to breathe out.

“Aren’t you glad I invited myself in?” He laughs, lying down on the bed beside me.

I turn over to face him, resting my head on my hand as he gazes into my eyes.

“Well… now I am. You kinda pissed me off though with your questions.” I laugh. “I guess I’m not the only one who talks too much.”

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