Page 58 of Together in Harmony
Hugo wraps his arms around me, his lips pressing down onto mine, then nipping my bottom lip with his teeth. My arms wrap around his neck, and I thread my fingers through his thick, black hair. Hugo picks me up and I wrap my legs around him like a monkey.
I feel the hot, thick girth of him grinding against my panties.
He places me back on the ground. “Take your dress and bra off,” he orders.
I do so immediately, and he pulls me close. By tugging on my nipples—hard.
“Are you going to be my good little slut?” he murmurs.
For some reason, being called filthy names by Hugo is my crack. This is our private game, just for me and Hugo.
I give an enthusiastic nod.
“Of course you are,” he growls. “You’re my sweet whore.”
Hugo holds my face with one hand, the other still pinching my nipple. His grip on my face is hard, almost painful. “You want to eat some cock?”
“Yes, please.”
He releases my face, moves back, then…thwack.
His hand slaps across my cheek
The sting feels so good. The pupils of his eyes are black pools.
Hugo pulls my face closer again and runs his tongue over my reddened face. “Dirty slut, get on your knees.”
I lower myself down, aching with excitement, and Hugo pulls off his shirt, putting it on the ground for me to kneel on.
This turns me on even more. The push and pull between Hugo being my commander and my carer. I look up at him from my kneeling position. He is fisting himself, pants now around his ankles.
“Open your mouth, slut.” As soon as my lips part, Hugo pushes his length in, reaching the back of my throat. I gag and my eyes water.
“You puke on me, and you’ll pay,” he says, then starts to thrust. I’m suffocating and dizzy, and I fucking love it. He pulls out and I gasp as the air fills my lungs again.
“Up,” he commands.
I stand and he grabs my mound with his whole fist, smashing the flesh together. “You like that, huh?” he says. “I can feel your wet slut pussy throb.”
I’m aching, my panties are soaked. I’m going to die, but I know better than to touch myself.
Hugo wouldn’t like that—I need permission.
Hugo takes hold of my ponytail. “This way,” he says, dragging me over to a nearby tree. “Lean forward.”
I brace myself against the trunk, thankfully the bark is smooth. With one swift tug, he rips my panties off. I told the guys they had to buy me underwear. I am getting through it at an incredible rate.
Lennox always buys red, Hugo black and Asa, white. I'm also buying the kind that has tie-strings at the side.
Helps with instant access.
He slides his rock-hard cock into me, filling me up completely. One hand keeps a hold of my hair, pulling it painfully taut. The other circles my hip, with his long fingers stretching out to just tease my clit every time he thrusts.
“You like this, slut?”
I can’t do anything but moan. When he says that it makes my muscles clamp down harder.
My clit is getting barely enough attention from his fingertip, I grind as he thrusts.
