Page 59 of Following His Commands

“Oh…” She pushes her pussy into my face again.

My tongue circles along her clit, alternating between licking and sucking. I insert one finger into her ass.

“Fuck. No,” she says.

Ignoring her protests, I thrust deeper before I pull it out and push back in. Her ass clamps around my finger. Her thighs shake as pleasure overtakes her.

“Holy shit. Alistair,” she hisses as she rides out her first orgasm.

Quickly pushing to my feet, I free my cock, hook one of her legs under my arms, and hold it up as I line myself up with her entrance. “If that’s how good a finger can make you feel, imagine how fucking good my cock will be when I fuck your ass,” I tell her.

“Nope. Not happening,” she says.

“Oh, it’s happening. I think you’ve forgotten who is in charge here, little girl,” I tell her, thrusting in.

“Argh, shit,” she mumbles out while burying her face in my shoulder.

“I love fucking you, little girl. I’m never going to stop fucking this pussy.”

“Don’t stop,” she pants.

I fuck her harder, thrusting in and out faster. “I need it again. I need you to come again, all over my cock, Dani. Come for me like only I can make you.”

“Oh god!”

“That’s it. I can feel your cunt convulsing around me. So. Fucking. Good,” I tell her. “It’s so fucking tight.”

She bites down on my shoulder, through my shirt, as she orgasms for a second time. Pulling out, I turn her around. “Hands on the wall,” I instruct her and she complies. “Now, stick your ass out.”

“What? No.” She shakes her head.

I laugh. “I’m not fucking your ass, little girl. We’ll need lube for that. I’m fucking your cunt. Now, do as you’re told.”

My eyes have adjusted to the darkness of the room, and I can finally make out her silhouette. When her ass pops out, I bring my hand down on her flawless skin, and the slapping sound echoes around us. Taking hold of her hips, I push my cock back in.

“Fuck me,” I curse out. Entering her this way, I get deeper. It’s so fucking good. “I love how wet you get for my cock, little girl. Tell me what you want.” I slowly pump in and out, waiting for Dani to respond. She pushes back against me. I slap her ass again. “Use your words. Tell me what you want, little girl,” I remind her.

“I want you to fuck me, sir. I want you to make me come again.”

“And how do you want me to fuck you? Hard, gentle, fast, slow? How do you want to be fucked, little girl?” I ask her.

“I want you to fuck me like you own me. I want to be owned,” she says.

“Oh, little girl, I already do. I own every fucking inch of you.”

“Yes, you do,” she moans in reply.

My fingers dig into the flesh of her hips. I’m probably going to leave bruises. My grip is that punishing. I continue to fuck her while the sound of skin slapping skin, of her wet cunt sucking me back in every time, fills my ears.

“Fuck, I’m going to come, little girl. I need you to come with me,” I tell her.

Just like every time before, her body follows my commands. Her pussy grips my cock so fucking hard I fear it might tear it off. I fill her with my cum, not caring in the least that I’m coming inside her again. It’s too fucking good not to. I know it’s a risk—one I keep fucking taking—and that it’s fucking stupid of me to do so. But, fuck, when I’m inside her, it’s hard to think straight.

“What are the chances that there’s a pharmacy on the island?” I ask her before pulling out. I pick up her panties from the floor and use them to wipe her pussy clean before I tuck the lace into my pocket.

“I’m not sure. We should be fine. I started the pill a week ago. Maybe that’s enough time for it to work?”

“You did? Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask her. And why haven’t I noticed her popping a pill every day?

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