Page 69 of Filthy Business
“I could sneeze and you’d be turned on,” she grumbled.
“All you need to do is breathe and I’m hard for you, sweetheart.”
I dragged my cockhead through her soaked folds, teasing her entrance but refusing to push in. Her pussy clenched at nothing, begging for me. My hands stayed on her hips, thumbs pressing into the softness just above her arse.
“You feel that? How desperate your cunt is? Greedy little hole can’t go a single day without me.”
She whimpered, arching her back like the obedient, cock-hungry wife she was.
“Please, Daddy…”
I smirked.“There she is. My favourite sound in the world.”
Then I slammed into her.
Soft, wet, tight and all fucking mine.
I held myself inside her, feeling every twitch and velvety muscle around my cock.
Her strangled cry and panting began.
I held her hips, rocking myself against her soft arse cheeks.
“Yes, baby, keep that tight hole open for me,” I said, pulling back and giving her longer strokes of my dick.“Just like this, sucking me in every fucking time.”
She moaned and gripped the sheets, her body arching into every thrust like she was made to be filled by me.
“God, look at you,” I growled, watching her greedy little pussy swallow my cock with every slow, hard push.“Stretched and stuffed, just like you love.”
Her hips trembled when I reached under and cupped the curve of her belly, feeling the taut swell of it between our bodies. My other hand stayed on her hip, keeping her right where I wanted her.
“Carrying my baby, dripping with my come, and still begging for more cock. You’re a fucking dream, Iris.”
She sobbed out my name as I picked up the pace, slamming deeper. Her breath hitched with every thrust, filthy sounds filling the room.
“Gonna fuck you so full tonight your body won’t know what hit it.”
I braced one hand on the small of her back and pounded into her with ruthless precision. Her moans turned into broken little gasps, then screams.
“That’s it, take it,” I snarled.“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be bent over, full of my cock, bred like the needy little whore you are.”
Her arms gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed, her arse high, body trembling. I followed her down, one hand gripping her shoulder, the other fisted in her hair.
“I said stay open for me.” I slammed in again.“Don’t you dare fucking close up on me now. You’re going to take every goddamn inch until I say stop.”
She let out a choked sob, and I felt her cunt clamp down hard around me. I grinned like a savage.
“Oh, fuck—are you coming already? You can’t help it, can you, Iris? Your tight little body’s been trained to come the second I’m inside.”
I didn’t stop. I didn’t slow.
I wrapped my hand around her throat and pulled her up against my chest. Her back arched, tits bouncing with every brutal thrust.
“Breathe, baby. Just enough to scream my name.”
Then I fucked her harder.
Her throat flexed beneath my hand, a delicious contrast to the velvet heat squeezing my cock. I growled in her ear, my voice pure gravel.
