Page 72 of Famous Last Words
She nods as best she can with her mouth full of cock, me holding onto her hair.
When it’s almost too much, I pull out of her mouth with a pop, releasing her hair and holding my hand out for her.
She stands, her legs obviously unsteady. Wiping the corners of her mouth, I wrap my hand behind her head and pull her close, ducking down and claiming her lips with my own. My tongue delves into her warm mouth, plundering, exploring, kissing her hard with everything I have, swallowing every one of her breathy sounds.
I break away from the kiss abruptly, pushing her roughly onto the bed. “Get on your hands and knees.”
She does as she’s told, and I stroke my dick, staring at her perfect ass, at the hint of her soaked pussy taunting me. “Fuck, you look so good like this. So ready for me.”
“Just fuck me already,” she demands, her voice wavering with desperation as she watches me over her shoulder, tracking my every move.
“Patience, baby,” I chide, smoothing my hand over her ass before grabbing a handful of plump cheek. “Jesus Christ, this ass, Keller. I could fucking eat it.” And, with that, I raise my hand and bring it down hard with a loud crack.
She cries out, her back arching.
“I’m going to claim this perfect ass one day,” I say, adding another hard spank to the same cheek, smiling at the reddening print of my hand flaring on her skin.
She whimpers, but her eyes are like daggers, desperate with need, teeth clamping down on her bottom lip. I can tell she’s loving this. It’s written all over her face.
I reach into my nightstand drawer and grab a condom, tearing the foil packet with my teeth and making quick work of sheathing myself while she watches.
“One of these days, I’m going to fuck you bare,” I say, snapping the condom in place. “Come deep inside you, until it’s dripping down your thighs.”
I grip her soft hips, bringing her back toward me, lining her up just where I need her. I rub the head of my cock all over her pussy, spreading her arousal up between her ass. She jolts when I press right there, and I chuckle, swirling my cock around the puckered hole. Oh yeah, she’d love it. I’d make sure of it.
“Is my dirty little slut ready for me?” I ask, slapping her ass once more.
“Ohmigod, yes!” she groans as I push just the tip inside.
“You are fucking drenched, Keller.” I hiss, pushing in more and more, inch by excruciating inch. “So tight… fuckme!”
I fill her until I’m balls deep and forced to steel myself because holy fuck. Fran Keller’s pussy is like the Holy Grail. Wet. Tight. Hot. The coil at the base of my spine is already threatening to release, and I know I’m not going to last long.
“Harder!”
With a deep breath, I pull almost all the way out before slowly pushing back in, and it’s fucking painful for me, but I can tell it’s nearly killing her, and what can I say? I’m an asshole. She said so herself.
“Faster, please…”
I clamp my bottom lip between my teeth, biting back a grin, and go even slower this time. So slowly I’m barely moving.
“Damn you, Robbie!” she cries, and it’s a sound of pure frustration. When she tries to move, tries to take control of the pace, I almost laugh at her neediness.
“Come on,” she whimpers, smacking a hand against the mattress. When she looks back at me, I can see she’s so fucking pissed. “Fuck me. Please!”
“You want me to fuck you?” I grunt, going a little harder. “Is that what youreallywant, Keller?”
“Yes, oh God, yes!” She moans when I hit her deeper than before, her head falling down onto the mattress.
“You gonna scream my name when you come all over my cock?” I pump harder and start to pick up the tempo.
“Yes…” She sobs between grasped breaths. “Oh my God, don’t fucking stop, Robbie. Please don’t… ever… fucking… stop!”
I grip her hips so tight that my fingers pinch into the soft flesh. Fucking her hard and so fast, the sound of my balls slapping against her wet cunt is almost deafening against the otherwise silence.
I lift one foot up onto the bed, pushing her shoulders further into the mattress, trying for a slightly deeper angle. And I can tell by the way her back arches, the way her juicy ass is tilted up even more, that I’m right there, and she is loving everything I’m giving to her.
“Rub your clit,” I order between grunts, reaching forward and grabbing a fistful of her hair again, tugging on it hard.
