Page 54 of Text Me, Take Me

“You’re not full yet,” I groan. “You’ll know when you’re full.”

I give her another inch, and another. She cries out, hips rolling instinctively, her clit bumping against my pelvic bone as I finally drive all the way. My balls rest against her ass, my cock buried to the root, every thick inch pulsing inside her.

We hold like that for a beat. She’s panting. My jaw clenched tight as her inner walls squeeze and ripple, adjusting to my size. She feels like heaven. Like something I was built to conquer.

I pull back halfway, then slam back in with a snap of my hips.

She yelps–high, horny–and her hands fly to my biceps, clinging like she’s being swept under a wave of desire. Her legs wrap around my waist, locking me in place.

“That’s it,” I grunt, pulling back and thrusting again, hard enough to shake the bed frame. “Take it. Take all of me. My perfect virgin.”

Each thrust forces a moan from her lips, her breath hitching with every impact. The wet sound of my cock plunging into her fills the room. Slick, raw, urgent.

I grip her wrists and pin them above her head with one hand, my other on her hip to keep her from sliding up the bed as I fuck her. Her breasts bounce with every thrust.

She’s squirming now, not to escape–she’s never wanted to escape, despite what she claims–but to get more.

“Please,” she whimpers. “Faster. Harder. I need?—”

“You don’t ask,” I snarl, slamming into her, burying myself balls deep. “You take what I give you.”

She cries out, and I see and feel it: the desperation in her eyes, the way her thighs twitch, the needy clenching of her slit.

I grind my hips in circles before pulling back and pounding into her again, shifting my angle. She shrieks and her pussy spasms around my cock.

“Right there, right, Dom,fuck?—”

I lean down, biting the curve of her shoulder, dragging my teeth along her flushed skin. “You’re going to come for me. To drench my cock with your juices.”

“Yuh-yes.” She sounds like she can’t believe it. “I can’t hold it?—”

I release her wrists and bring my hand down between us, my thumb finding her clit. I rub tight, punishing circles as I hammer into her. Her eyes roll back, her mouth falling open in a silent scream.

“Now,” I growl in her ear. “Come on this cock. Let me feel it.”

She detonates beneath me, her whole body seizing, her thighs shaking around my waist. Her pussy clamps down, soaking me, her come dripping down to the base of my cock.

But I’m not done.

I flip her over, grabbing her hips and pulling her up onto all fours. Her back arches, her ass high in the air, glistening and gorgeous.

I plunge into her from behind without warning, earning a choked moan from her lips.

“Dom–fuck–it’s so deep…”

I wrap her braid around my fist and tug gently as I thrust, yanking her back onto my cock. Her ass ripples with each slam of my hips, her slit gripping me tighter now, wetter with every savage stroke.

I watch myself disappear into her over and over, my cock shining with her slickness. My balls swing forward, slapping her clit. Her hands slide on the sheets, her voice ragged.

“I’m going to…” she trails off with a disbelieving sigh. “I think I’m…”

“Do it,” I snarl. “Cream on my cock again. Now.”

She screams, loud and raw, as her orgasm crashes through her like a storm. I feel every pulse of her pussy, every clench, every shudder. Her arms give out and she collapses onto the mattress, but I don’t let up. I follow her down, draping my body over hers, thrusting deep and hard, grinding through her aftershocks.

“I’m going to come inside you,” I growl against her neck. “Going to fucking fill you up.”

“Yes,” she whimpers, arching back into me. “Do it. I want it. I want all of it.”

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