Page 126 of Undeniably Enemies

“Like you want me to wrap all your pretty hair around my fist and force your cunt down on my face.”

“But what if I do?”

I fall back to the ground. This isn’t going how I planned, but it’s even better now. “Come here. Don’t make me wait, and don’t make me ask you again.”

Now she snaps into action, and the moment she starts to lower herself over me, I grab a fistful of her long hair and cinch it at the nape of her neck.

“Pull your panties to the side.”

“Oh hell,” she cries as I bite at the lace covering her clit. Her fingers slide it to the side, revealing her soaking wet, perfectly pink pussy. I take a moment to look at it before my tongue comes up and swirls around her clit that’s alreadyswollen and pulsing. She grinds down, her body rocking, seeking more.

“Fuck my face, sweetheart. Dance all over it till you come. But after that, I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll have trouble walking for a week.”

She smirks down at me. “Promises, promises.”

I suck her clit into my mouth as hard as I can, and she rips at my hair. Releasing her with a wet pop, I grin up from between her thighs. “You shouldn’t test me.”

“So I’m learning, but this is my dance, and you’re simply here for the ride.”

The song morphs into another, and her hips undulate along with it. Her thighs spread wide on either side of my face, using them to roll her body up and down. Since I’m not allowed to use my hands, other than the one I still have in her hair, my mouth does all the heavy lifting. My lips tickle hers and play with her clit. My tongue thrusts up inside her, fucking her as she fucks down on me.

Everything is Wren. Her smell and taste and sounds, those sweet, whimpering moans she makes that drive me wild, surround me. I’m desperate to grab her hips and work her harder against me. Or use my fingers to fuck her while my tongue works her clit.

And then I remember I’m the one running this show, and I do just that.

She tries to reprimand me like any good stripper would, but it feels too good for her to stop me. Instead, she holds onto the top of my head, and with my help, seriously fucks my face. Two fingers strike in and out while my tongue and nose work her pussy at the same speed. The closer she gets, the harder it is for her to stay upright and keep up her dance, and I have to pull my fingers from inside of her to help keep her steady.

“Jack. Oh my fuck, Jack, yes.”

I growl in approval, and that sets her off. Feeling my lipsvibrate against her clit has her screaming and shaking and rubbing herself on me harder than she was before. Her cum fills my mouth, and I lick her harder, not stopping, even when she starts to squirm because she’s getting sensitive. I hold her tighter against me and wring every last ounce of her orgasm from her body.

Before she can fully catch her breath or get her bearings, I have her flipped over onto her stomach on the carpet, her hands pinned at her lower back instead of above her head, and with a nudge of her thighs, I fuck straight into her.

“Oh, fucking hell, that’s deep.”

I grunt in response. Sliding all the way out until only the head of my cock is just inside of her, I thrust straight back in until there’s no more room for me to go. She tries to arch her back, but I’m holding her down tight, and I won’t let her move. I can feel her starting to panic with that. I can feel her wanting to struggle.

Dipping down to her ear, I whisper, “You’re doing so well. You take my cock so perfectly, and you feel incredible. I love you, my beautiful girl.”

She hums in satisfaction, her body relaxing as I shower her in praise.

I repeat the motion with my cock over and over until she’s ready to fully take me like this. Until I have her comfort and trust and her body is high on endorphins and nothing else. That’s when I unleash myself and start to fuck her like I’ve never fucked her before. I bring her up onto all fours and my hand slips around her body, between the valley of her breasts. I grab her neck, using it for leverage and giving her carotids the smallest squeeze as I do.

She gasps and squeals in surprise, but the hard clench of her pussy on my cock tells me she likes it. I hold her throat like that, applying some pressure while still making sure she can breathe, and pound her as hard as I told her I was going to.

After this, I’ll wrap my arms around and take her slow and deep in front of the fire with my eyes on hers the entire time. I can never decide which way I like taking her more. Pushing her limits or fucking her like a queen. I find I always have to do both. Once is never enough anyway.

Her pussy is heaven, so warm and wet and tight as it grips me like a glove. I speed up, getting close and chasing it now that I can feel she is too. Just as her orgasm starts, I release her neck, and a rush of blood shoots straight up to her brain and makes her scream in ecstasy. Her hands claw at the floor. Her body jerks and sinks back as she tries to take me in deeper.

It triggers my own orgasm, and I explode, jetting into her like a missile as I come and come and fucking come in her. My girl. My woman. My Cinderella. My dream. The one I refuse to lose, no matter the cost or stakes.

Both of us tumble to the floor in a heap of sweaty limbs and ragged breaths.

I hold her against me, kissing her neck and whispering words of love.

She spins in my arms, and we go for round two with eyes and lips and hands. Minutes turn to hours, and before long, we’re both exhausted, happy, and famished.

“I’m going to run down the street and grab some stuff.”

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