Page 65 of Strike & Score
She slams her hand on the mirror in front of us as she tries to rub herself against my hand.
“I’m the only man that’ll ever touch you like this, and guess what?” I press my lips against her ear.
“What?” she breathes.
“You’re the only woman I’ll touch like this because you’remine.” I press in another finger, curling them to find that spot that will make her knees buckle. “And I’myours.”
She cries out, trying to work herself against my hand even harder. I rub her until she’s right on the edge, so close she’s tightening around my fingers and her cries get louder. I pull away, moving my arousal covered fingers up to her mouth, pushing them in so she’s forced to taste herself.
Mayson moans around them, sucking and licking the taste of her from my skin, and I about lose it. I angle myself against her entrance and push in roughly. She squeals with my fingers still in her mouth and I drop my mouth to her shoulder, my teeth sinking into her skin as I bury my cock so deep inside the tightest, wettest channel. I fight off the impending orgasm until I can fuck her thoroughly through at least two of her own.
“This is how you always should be,” I groan against her, removing my fingers from her mouth to grip her throat and make sure she keeps her eyes on us in the mirror.
“Struggling to stand?” she sasses.
I chuckle darkly, tightening my grip on her neck and slapping my other hand down on the side of her ass. “Naked and filled with my cock.”
“That doesn’t,” she gasps when I pull out and thrust in again, “seem practical.”
“I don’t give a fuck if it’s practical or not.” I pull almost all the way out, kneading her ass, then letting spit from my mouth fall between her cheeks before I push back in roughly.
She moans so loudly I know everyone downstairs could hear if the music wasn’t so loud. I rub against her tight hole, pressing my thumb there and she bucks back, so I press down between her shoulder blades to hold her in place as I slam forward again.
“How’s it feel, babe?”
“A lot,” she whimpers.
“Good, but you can take more.”
I pull back, thrusting into her once again and she lurches forward, planting both hands on the glass in front of us.
“Eyes up. Don’t look away.” I demand, holding myself deep inside her, waiting until her tear filled eyes look into mine through the mirror. “So fucking pretty.”
I slam forward again, and I don’t let up. Fucking her as she meets me thrust for thrust. When I put pressure against her ass once again she tightens even more around me.
“You like this don’t you? Want to be my dirty little slut? But only for me. Only for yourstepbrother.”
That does her in, crying out with release as she strangles my cock as she comes. I hold back, just barely, and I feel her arousal coating me, dripping between us. When she comes down, I reach around to rub her clit to get another one out of her as I continue to fuck into her roughly. I’m fighting off my own orgasm, doing everything I can to keep it at bayuntil she’s whining that she can’t take any more while also coming once again with a shrill cry.
I’m unable to hold back any longer. My thrusts increasing as I come with a groan, biting her shoulder as the orgasm racks through me. I fill her, making sure to push in to get my cum in her as deep as possible.
We don’t move right away. We’re both breathing heavily, and I finally lift off her back, looking down to where we’re still connected. I keep a hand on her back to hold her in place as I pull out. When my cum starts to drip from her I push it back in and she moans, lurching forward.
“Colin,” she whines.
“Hm?”
“I’m sensitive.”
“I know, and you’re going to walk like the cute little baby deer you are again.” I smirk when she makes a small growling noise that’s more like a baby lion. “But all is right in the world because you’re full of my cum again.”
“I think I’m always full of your cum,” she grumbles, standing up straight as I lift my hand off her.
“That’s exactly how you fucking should be.”
“You’re a caveman,” she scoffs.
“Yeah, but I’myourcaveman.”
