Page 96 of Fateful Hearts

“Watch as I fuck you. Those gorgeous eyes of yours are not to leave mine, do you understand?”I demand, using my leg to widen her stance.

She pants, not answering me, simply licking her lips with a nod. So I slap her ass again, making her groan. “Answer me, Cupcake.”

“I understand,” she rasps out.

“Good girl,” I reply, and with one hand gripping her arms, I quickly unbuckle my pants, pulling my cock free. I’m so worked up, precum beads on the tip, needing to be inside her. Gripping my shaft, I squeeze, trying to dull the sensations. I let out a hiss, teetering the line between pain and pleasure.

Then with my gaze locked on hers, I slide her panties to the side, sliding the tip of my cock to her opening and edge myself in only a fraction.

She whimpers, but I don’t want to satisfy her just yet. I’m in the mood to tease, so I edge in a little more, feeling her pussy try to grip my cock as I bury myself a little deeper.

“Blake, please!” she begs.

“Do you want me, Zoey?” I ask.

“Mm-hmm…” she whimpers.

I pull back, almost pulling out, her ass trying to grind back to gain more friction, but I use her tied hands to push her away. “Use your words, Cupcake.”

“I want you. All of you, Blake… fuck me!” Her voice is laced with primal lust, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror, and I smirk, grabbing the tie and yanking on it, pulling her back at the same time I thrust up inside her to the hilt. Her pussy grips hold of me so tight, and when it feels like I’m as deep as I can go, I grind my hips into her. Her mouth opens in the prettiest O, and I give us both a chance to breathe.

“Oh God!” is her only response, followed by a groan.

I press into her, sinking as deep as possible. “Now, Cupcake… I would say, hold on, but that’s my job.” I emphasize my point by gripping her bound arms and pulling her into me even more.

Her breath catches, and I watch as her eyes flutter. I do it again with a growl as a reminder to keep them open. With her gaze locked on mine, she pants for breath at my mercy.

Using my foot, I tap her legs to widen her stance, then dip, pulling her onto me as I thrust into her.

“Fuck! Blake, it’s too much. Too deep.” Zoey pants between heavy breaths.

Changing my hold, I grip the tie binding in one hand and reach around with my other, rubbing her clit. “That so?” I whisper in her ear. “Your cunt says otherwise, Cupcake.” And as if on cue, her skin begins to pebble in goose bumps, glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. Her breathing quickens as her body rocks against mine. She’s panting hard, her entire body shaking, and her pussy clenches so damn tight around my cock that it has me seeing stars as she comes. Moaning out my name through her climax, her pussy strangles my cock so tight I can hardly function. It makes my body jerk a little with the intense sensation. “Goddamn, you’re fucking tight.” I have to grit my teeth, fighting my own release. I know we need to hurry, but I want to savor this.

Zoey is my match in every way. Having her trust to submit to me like this, yet still challenge me, is something I didn’t know I was missing.

As she comes down and her breathing steadies, l slide the finger slick with her arousal into her mouth. “Do you taste what I do to you? So fucking sweet.” She moans, pulling it deeper, and I groan with images of her sucking my cock at the wedding, swallowing me down without so much as a gag.

Pulling my finger free, I hold her arms and slam into her again and again. The familiar tingle starts low in my balls, and I know I won’t be able to hold off this time.

“That’s it, fuck me, Mr. Branson. Harder,” she taunts, and I’m done for.

I move one hand around her throat, tightening my hold, and slam into her with everything I have. Her pussy clenches, squeezing me, and my breath catches. “Shit…” I groan, the tingling sensation moving up my spine, and my legs begin to shake. It’s then I realize I’m too lost in her to keep my eyes open.

“Eyes on me, Blake. Letmesee what I do toyou,” she urges, and my eyes snap to hers.

I thrust in and out, needing to fill her, wanting to claim every part of her. My vision starts to blur, and my pace stutters. I pull her down onto my cock with such force I worry I might hurt her, but when I feel her body begin to shake again, as she moans out another climax, the pressure builds inside me to the point of no return, and I sink into the feeling. “Such a good fucking girl, taking… everything… I give… you,” I praise, emphasizing the last part with short, sharp thrusts as the adrenaline hits, and I empty myself deep inside her.

As I pant furiously, I slap her ass and slip out of her, trying to fall from the high. I quickly pull her panties back in place to capture my cum. I want her to smell like me for the rest of the night.

“You okay, Cupcake?” I ask, needing to make sure I didn’t hurt her.

“Absolutely perfect.” She sighs in a state of undeniable bliss.

I carefully undo my tie, rubbing her arms as I go, then spin her to me, sealing my lips to hers. She grabs my tie from my hands and smirks at me.“I think this tie is my new favorite.”

I let out a small chuckle. “Oh really? I should wear it more often, then?”

She winks at me. “I think I should wear it much more often.”

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