Page 22 of Like An Animal
“Fuuuck, baby. Please.”
I smirk as I push another finger into me, arching into it for dramatic effect. “You look so pretty when you beg. Do it again.” I dig my teeth into my bottom lip as he lifts his head, running his calloused fingers up my calf. “Come on. Beg for me.”
“Please,” he grunts before pressing another kiss to my leg. He trails up to my knee, saying it over and over again. “Please, little ghost. Stop teasing me. You win. Just give me that dripping pussy.”
Such a good boy.
His fingers leave a trail of heat up my body as I smirk at him. “You’ve got to loosen the reins a bit,” I warn and he slowly nods, licking his lips, as he watches my fingers work.
“Whatever you want is yours. Name it and I’ll make it happen, baby. Just give me what belongs to me.”
Then, I pull out my fingers and leave myself open for him, granting him permission in the only way he needs.
He moves between my thighs and runs his tongue up my slit, whimpering as he tastes me, as if my pussy is the taste of heaven he needs to survive.
I arch into his mouth as he kisses my clit, all soft and passionate.
“Good boy,” I moan before I flip us over. Gripping his hair in my hand, I grind against his mouth. He licks and sucks in all the right places. His hands grip hard on my ass, holding me against his face. “Fuuuck.” My jaw slacks as he sucks on my clit. I throw my head back as I orgasm on his tongue. My entire body spasms from the release and heat covers my skin.
Jeremy works on his jeans in a hurry, pushing them down to his knees with his boxers, as I move down his body.
“Use your words, emo boy. What do you want?”
My juices coat his face as lust pours from his eyes. “Straddle me,” he demands aggressively. He grips his cock as I rub my cunt and all my come up and down his length.
“Is that what you want? You better ask nicely.” I taunt him and his eyes narrow. They roll into the back of his head as his chest rises off the bed and I tease him by allowing just the head of his cock inside. “Ask. Nicely,” I press on a moan.
“God. Ride me. Please.”
I sink down his cock, taking in every inch, every piercing and the man curses like a sailor as his fingers dig even deeper into my ass. I can feel the bruises forming, but I don’t give a shit. He can leave his mark on me all he wants.
It’s so strange that we’ve had sex twice already today and my body just wants more, more and fucking more. I’m addicted to this and it feels otherworldly.
Sex isn’t supposed to be this intense, right?
“I’m not going to last long after how you’ve been teasing me, baby,” he grunts as he sits up, grabbing the back of my neck to pull me against him.
I moan before saying, “Then, it’s good you already got me off. You can just enjoy the ride.” Pressing my hands against his thighs while keeping in mind that I’ve never done this before,I move up and down his length, rotating my hips in a way that feels good.
Jeremy guides me, moving my hips the way he likes and I follow his instruction. I pick up the pace as his cock teases my sweet spot and he kisses along my throat.
“Jesus, baby. Fuckme,” he grunts in my ear as he slams my hips down on him, impaling me. I cry out in pleasure and match the pace he sets. My thighs are on fire, but it feels so good. I wrap my arm around his neck as he meets me thrust for thrust and the way he bottoms out inside me makes my muscles convulse.
It’s official. I’m a nymphomaniac.
I fucking love sex with Jeremy. I want to do it again, again and fucking again.
Then there's a knock on the door and my head snaps around to look at the chunk of wood separating us from whoever it is, but he doesn’t let me stop.
“I don’t give a fuck who sees you riding my cock. You keep going or I’ll punish you all night, little ghost.”
My cunt shudders from his threat.
Logically, it could only be his mother or my father. The two of them can go fuck themselves. They are the two people in the world that can’t judge either of us for this. They conditioned us to be okay with this.
I keep riding his pierced cock like my life depends on it.
“Jeremy, are you in there?”
