Page 37 of Magic or Madness

My beautiful little argumentative dream girl.

“I love you, Fallon,” I slip, and her eyes widen.

She stops for a split second, her mouth hovering above my cock when she smirks, licking her lips one more time before taking me as far as she can into her throat.

This time feels different somehow, and when she comes up, her tongue dances across my tip, teasing me until I’m ready to break.

She spits into her hand, working my shaft even harder, and just when I think she’s trying to play a game with me, she reaches for my lips and whispers the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard.

“I love you, too, Ozzy.”

It’s a moment that I won’t ever forget, and even though it’s been five days since I met Fallon, I know this is right.

I love her, and for some crazy, unexplainable reason, she loves me too.

“Come here,” I whisper, using my index finger to guide her, bringing us face to face.

“You love me?” She questions, that beautiful smile lighting up my entire world.

I kiss her forehead tenderly, placing my hands on her shoulders to keep her close to me.

“I do, Bambi. Let me show you?” I whisper, and she nods, lifting the shirt over my head.

“Don’t be gentle this time.” She kisses down my chest, a slight whine in her voice as she relinquishes all control.

I do as she asks, snatching her up by the hair, and tilting her chin upward.

“On your knees, Fallon,” I order, swiping her bottom lip with the pad of my thumb.

“Yes, Ozzy.” She obeys, smirking as she kneels before me, waiting for me to make a move.

I trail my finger along her jawline, debating on what I should do with her, and I part her lips, encouraging her to stick her tongue out.

“You’re going to be a good girl for me, Bambi. You ask for permission to cum, and I want to hear how loud you can be, understand?” I bend down, kissing her with my hand around her throat, feeling as she moans into my mouth, and she’s slowly rocking her hips, waiting for any source of friction.

I spin her around, lifting her ass in the air, and placing her hands on the edge of the bed.

I slap her cheeks one at a time, listening as she yelps, and the louder she gets only makes me do it harder until her skin is bright red withmyhandprints.

“Do you want me to touch you here,my beautiful girl?” I dip a finger into her entrance and she cries out, her words almost illegible as I set the pace.

“Yes, please, Ozzy,” she whines, her body completely reactive as I slip a second finger inside her.

I thrust into her at a faster pace, knowing that she wants more, but keeping her right on the brink of pleasure.

“I’m so close, can I cum, please?” She asks, a hint of desperation in her voice as she moans the last few words, hanging on by just a thread.

“No, you may not.” I pull my fingers out of her, playing the game, yet unable to resist the urge to taste her.

She whines, lowering her body flat onto the bed, her legs shaking as she tries to hold them together, attempting to mask the orgasm that ripped through her body.

“Ass up, Bambi,” I order, slapping her cheeks again, the sting causing her to scream.

I watch as she gets back into position, and I can’t take the teasing anymore, lining myself to her entrance and plunging intoher core. She screams when I begin pounding into her, releasing all of my pent-up tension on her body.

“Louder, Fallon.” I grit my teeth, feeling her walls clench around my cock.

I squeeze her hips, looking for leverage as I pick up the pace, and she buries her face into the blankets while screaming my name.

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