Page 122 of For Cowgirls and Kings
My hand lands with a loud crack against her perfect flesh before I have a second to reconsider and she cries out, pressing her ass higher toward me. “That’s for keeping secrets from me.”
“I’m sorry,” she mumbles, and I can’t help but chuckle darkly in response.
“I highly doubt that.” I run a finger through her quivering pussy, the lips silky against my calluses as I gather her slickness, drawing a line up her crack to the puckered ring of her ass. “Should I fill you here as your punishment?”
She shivers, her entire body rippling beneath my touch, but she doesn’t say no. And as badly as I want to fill her every hole, I also know I’d never forgive myself for taking her in that way, like this.I’ll just save that for another day.
“You’ve never done doggy style.” I know she hasn’t, but the primal, beast part of me wants to hear her say it. I run a hand over my shaft, gently pumping myself as I wait.
“No, never. You’re the only person I’ve been with.”
Gripping her hips, I pull her back to me, lining my cock up once more, pressing just the head into her. “That’s right. You’re my whore, and only my whore.”
“Yes, only your whore,” she cries as I press another torturously slow inch inside of her. And then I smirk, pausing.
“You ever have something this big inside of you before me, baby?”
She pauses, and I can sense her annoyance even if I can’t see her face.My little whore doesn’t like being teased, denied.“No, never. Now fuck me, Mateo.”
“Never?” I push another inch inside her heat, and pause once more.
She screeches, slamming a fist into the mattress before looking over her shoulder at me. “You know I haven’t.”
“What about a dildo—black and glittery? Extra-large?”
Her eyes widen, mouth popping open like a fish, but no words come out.
“Careful, or next time I’ll fuck your mouth open like that while I fuck your ass with the dildo molded after my own dick. I didn’t want you fucking anything that wasn’t me, Dale. Not then, and never again,” I growl.
She groans, her head drooping between her shoulders, and then I thrust the rest of the way inside, filling her completely.
“Oh, god. I’m so full.” She moans.
“That’s right, so full of my cock.”
“Yes, so full of your cock,” she parrots. “And I want you to fuck my mouth and my ass. I want to feel you everywhere.”
“Shit, Dale.” Her plea only pushes me closer to the edge, my balls tingling with unspent release as they slap against her flesh.
“You’re going to have to come soon, baby. I can’t last much longer.”
“I’m so close.”
“Touch yourself.”
I feel her shifting beneath me, her face falling to the covers as her arm snakes down her stomach to her clit. This new angle allows me to go even deeper and with each stroke, Ifeel the fire erupt to an inferno in my belly. We cry out in unison, each pump pulling us closer to the edge.
“Harder,” she cries, and I oblige her, pounding harder and faster into her greedy pussy. Her skin glistens with beads of sweat beneath me, my own no doubt matching hers. The bed rocks and squeaks, the headboard raking across the wall.
But even in a house with other people who can no doubt hear us, all I can think about is ruining her the way she’s so completely ruined me.
Dale Mendes will be the death of me. And if she’s not, then I’ve completely failed in this life.
“Mateo, I’m coming,” she cries, her body stilling, spine stiffening before her pussy viciously clamps down around me. Dale grips me so tightly, her body as desperate for my release as her own, and I’m a helpless victim to her wants.
My own finish barrels forward, flooding my senses so completely that I don’t realize I’m shouting her name over and over as I pump inside of her, filling her so much, cum starts to spill down her thighs around my cock.
Her body trembles beneath me as we both fight to catch our breaths. I reluctantly pull out of her, watching the proof ofusrunning out of her pussy as she clenches and unclenches with each labored breath.
