Page 67 of Ride or Die
His eyes grow heavy-lidded, and I get some satisfaction knowing he’s torturing himself too. Without warning, he impales me, hitting me deep and hard. My body jolts, pulling the handcuffs taut as my back arches off the bed.
He fucks me ruthlessly, his thrusts frantic, desperate for release after teasing us both for so long. I pull at the handcuffs over and over, longing to touch his body.
He reaches between us, circling my clit, and that is my undoing. My entire body tingles and all the build-up to this moment crashes down on me, waves of pleasure rippling through my body as I contract around him, yanking at the cuffs and crying out.
“Colton! Yes!”
His head nestles into my neck, his lips grazing my skin.
“Mm fuck, Layla.” He lets out a strangled groan, his body spasming and collapsing onto mine.
Colt breathes heavily, the rapid beat of his heart thrumming against my chest. As our bodies calm, he reaches up and undoes the handcuffs from one hand, and I untangle my wrists from the headboard.
I'm still in a haze when he grabs my hips and flips me onto my knees, deftly pulling my arms behind me. He attaches the handcuff to my free hand again, securing both hands firmly against my lower back. My shoulder muscles sting, stretched just enough to have me toeing the perfect line between pain and pleasure.
He runs the tip of his cock from my ass down along my pussy, dripping wet from his cum and my arousal.
“Fuck, I love you in this position. This is so hot, having you at my mercy. Do you like it when I control you, baby?” he asks,his voice husky and deep. One hand glides possessively down my back, his tip teasing my entrance.
“Yes, yes, I do. I love the way you throw me around and take me how you want, whenever you want me,” I say quietly. He groans.
“Good.” His cock slams back into me.
His fingers hook into the handcuff chain, using it to hold me tight to his body as he fucks me deep and hard. My breaths come out in short bursts with every pound from behind, his pace focused more on the depth of his thrusts than speed. I inhale sharply when his hand cracks against my ass, clenching around him as I tense.
“Fuck, if you do that again, you’re going to make me come.”
Pleased with myself, I grin into the mattress, doing it again on purpose.
He lets out a throaty laugh. “Trying to test me, huh?”
“You keep calling me a bad girl, so I’ll show you how bad I really am.” I squeeze him again. He stills for a moment as he lets out a growl, trying to control himself.
“Now, punish me,” I challenge him. He slaps my ass again and yanks my hair, dragging a moan from me. I fucking love it when he does shit like this.
“You asked for it,” he mutters in my ear, then bites my neck. I hiss as his tongue swirls over his mark.
Colt leans back on his heels, drawing me up by the cuffs until I'm straddling his legs. Thrusting hard, he fucks me upwards from behind, so deep and painfully slow. One hand snakes around, palming my tit, and the other circles my waist to tease my clit. But he doesn’t let me come, stopping every time I get close. Edging me over and over until I’m a mess of sweat and desperation.
Colton has his way with me from behind. He teases me, fucking me hard and fast, deep and slow, bringing us to the edgeover and over. He legit fucks my brains out, and when I come, I’m pretty sure I see stars.
I hum from the intensity of my orgasm, squirting for the first time ever. So much build up, so much teasing, it’s the most explosive orgasm I've had to date.
He grunts and groans out his release right after me. I gotta give him credit, he has way more stamina than I thought.
He removes the handcuffs from my almost lifeless body. He leans down against me and kisses my back and into my neck as the feeling and blood start to return to my limbs.
“Did you like that?” he asks softly, like he didn't just destroy my pussy and make me ruin the sheets.
“Uh-huh,” I say breathlessly, giving him a thumbs up. He chuckles against my skin.
“Mmm, good. That was so hot, definitely one of the hardest orgasms of my life. I love testing your limits, exploring sex with you.”
“Me too, babe. I never imagined I’d love this, but its fucking incredible.” My breaths are still choppy as I turn towards him. He kisses my cheek and helps me sit up, and an overwhelming happiness fills me as we stare into each other’s eyes. “Merry Christmas, Colt.”
He smiles, pressing his lips to my hair and whispering, “Merry Christmas, Lay.”
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