Page 114 of Scrimmage

She shifts, laying on her chest and stretching like a cat. Before she can lay back down I squeeze her ass.

“Don’t move,” I command.

I know she wants to say something, but I don’t give her time before trailing my finger over her underwear and pushing it aside.

“Koda,” she whispers.

“I didn’t ask you to talk, slut.”

I slide my thumb through her wetness, then push it inside of her. She lays her cheek down on the rug and closes her eyes. Seeing her like this makes her look sort of innocent, except for the fact my fingers are knuckle deep. I rub her clit with my forefinger and she jolts, her eyes popping open. I want to taste her. I need to fucking taste her. I hook my arms around her thighs, dragging her back.

She looks around wildly. “What are you doing?”

I forcefully press my palm to her back, forcing her to lie back down and inhale her scent. Sweet sweet blackberries. “Watch the movie, baby girl.”

The pad of my tongue licks through her juices, and I fucking groan. It’s not enough. I dig in like a king at a feast. My tongue drives into her, drinking up the flood before I pull away, replacing it with my fingers. Wetness is coating my lips and chin. I twist my fingers and rub the inside of her pussy. She’s so fucking tight.

I know I shouldn’t be putting my mouth on something that she’s used to fuck other men. The thought alone makes me angry. I shove her to the ground. This stupid bitch makes me reckless, just like when I come inside of her. The thought makes me harder. Small puffs of air escape her mouth with whimpers, and god—I love to fucking hear it. I want it louder. I want to be in control of it. She rolls onto her back and watches me. Studying me.

“Come here,” I command, my voice raspy with anger and lust.

She bites her lip and crawls toward me, slinking like a panther ready to pounce, and straddles my lap. I bite the inside of my cheek trying not to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.

Grinding against me, she puts her mouth to my ear. “Is this what you wanted?”

I reach around and grab her ass, squeezing until I know it bruises. I want to see purple marks where my fingers have been. The popcorn bowl falls to the side and she gasps, grinding against me again. This is torture, and it’s the best fucking kind. Those wide teal eyes are trained on mine. I wonder if she’ll draw what she sees right now, and I’ll have to figure out how to steal it. I grit my teeth trying to keep myself calm.

My hands pull at the bottom of the oversized shirt, slipping beneath, and she’s not wearing a fucking thing. I guide them up to her breasts and squeeze, thumbing the nipple piercings, which forces her to moan quietly. I pinch and twist until she falters, grinding against me again. Pushing her underwear to the side, I slide two fingers inside of her. She digs her nails into my shoulders and swallows, taking deep even breaths. I don’t want even breaths. I want uncontrolled. I want her sweating.

I slide the waistband of my sweatpants down, springing myself free, and lift her up. Her eyes are dark and hungry.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and sit on my cock?”

“Not here,” she hisses.

“Right here. You said they won’t wake up for a while. So be a good girl and ride me.”

She nods furiously. I lift her up on her knees and guide her center over me, sliding the tip through her juices and nestling it at her entrance.

Ashland tries to slide onto it, but I stop her. “Only the head.”

She does as I instruct, sliding over me until only my head is inside. I try to keep my hips still, making her rock back and forth. It’s just making me harder, edging me. Pre-cum is dripping from my tip mixed with her arousal, which keeps dripping down my cock. I can’t fucking take it anymore or I’m going to come.

I seal my palm against her mouth. “Be quiet, or they’ll hear. Deep breath, baby girl.”

She fills her lungs with air, and I push inside of her. I grit my teeth trying not to moan, clamping my hand tighter over her mouth. I feel the vibrations of her sounds, but they’re muted. Her muscles spasm around me. It feels just as good as it did the first time, maybe even better. Any second now, Penny and Alexi could wake up and they’ll see what the fuck we’re doing, but that’s the fun in it. We could get caught. I doubt either of them would really care, but it’s the principal of the thing.

Ashland wiggles, settling my dick deep inside of her. I pull my hand from her mouth and push her flush with my body. “I’m going to fuck you, and I want you to stay silent.”

I don’t wait for her to answer. I buck my hips and pain digs into my shoulder. She’s a little fucking sadist, too. It just drives me that much more. I pump into her until my dick is soaked. I can hear how slick she is. I bite down on my fist to keep myself from coming. The closer I get, the more clouded my mind is. The control I have is falling away like a mud slide. Ashland’s nails dig deeper into my shoulder. I’m in the last few seconds of losing myself.

“Ash?”

She releases me and moans. She’s been trying to hold back, but now her pussy is squeezing my cock and there is no going back. “Hmm?”

“Fuck, I’m gonna come inside of you.” I leave no room for argument. I won’t fucking stop.

“Ko-Ko-Koda,” she moans, starting to orgasm.

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