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I smirk, baring my teeth to her and bringing my lips to the shell of her ear. Lifting the crown of my dick to her entrance, I growl. “Count for me,Bella.”
The head of my cock breaches her opening, both of us moaning in unison. I remove my hand from the base, placing it on her lower back and pushing her down into a more comfortable position. She arches back as I step back, bending over with her cheek still pressed against the wall.
Lifting my hand, I crack my palm against her ass cheek, and she clenches, crying out against the sting.
“So responsive, Julia.” I thrust my first piercing inside her, and her response was everything I hoped for.
“Fuck!”
“How many, Julia?”
“One.”
I thrust further in.
“Two…shit!”
Lowering my eyes, I watch my shaft disappear inch by inch inside her warm pussy, and it’s like heaven. She continues to count every one of them until I’m balls deep inside her—the piercing on the underside rubbing against that sweet spot of hers. My forehead drops to her shoulder as I pull out nice and slowly before slamming back inside her.
“Dio mio,you feel fucking incredible.” I breathe. Performing the same action again. Slowly pulling out and a deep, aggressive thrust back in. “Your tight little cunt is taking every inch of me so fucking well.”
“Oh God.”
“No God here, baby, so you’ll call out my name when you moan…do you understand?”
I stand straight, one hand still in her thick tresses and the other gripping her hip, pulling her towards me with every thrust.
“Max.” she cries.
“That’s my girl.”
Without wasting another moment, I look between us and begin fucking her with unparalleled aggression.
CHAPTER 13
Julia
I’m in heaven.Never have I been so thoroughly fucked in all my life, and I haven’t even come on his cock yet. The ladder of piercings he has rubs inside of me. Feeling the cool metal barbs penetrate me over and over again with no restraint as my back arches, hands on the wall for support, I think this is it. This is how I die. Fucked into oblivion.
Eight. He has eight motherfucking Jacob’s Ladder piercings, all rubbing me in the most tantalizing way, heightening my pleasure with every thrust.
My scalp tingles with him pulling my hair, but it only makes me arch my back more, allowing him to thrust his thick length in deeper.
My ripped tights cling to my legs, and my skirt rides up my back, but I can only focus on Max. He sets a punishing pace, balls slapping against my pussy with each thrust. His lowest barbell rubs my clit in just the right way. I’m practically crawling out of my skin, wanting more, no, needing more.
A sharp slap on my ass pulls a yelp from my lips. It stings but feels so good at the same time.
“You’ll take what I give you and like it,Bella.”
“F-fuck.”
“Tell me how much you like it. I want to hear it.”
“I fucking love it.”
“I’ve been dreaming of feeling you like this since I saw you in that coffee shop. So sweet and innocent. Begging to be corrupted. And the way you said my name, I knew I needed to make you scream it for me.”
His hand that was holding my hair snakes around my throat, pressing my face into the wall as he slams into me from behind.
