Page 25 of Illicit Heir

"Why am I like this?" she asks.

So I don't come in you within two minutes like a little pussy.

"Shh. No more questions," I declare, then press my lips to her shoulder, make my way across them, then down her spine while dragging my fingers over my kisses. I get to the top of her ass, and she's quivering. The scent of her arousal swirls around us. My erection continues to ache, but I push it out of my mind, focusing on every inch of her backside.

I nibble on her ass, and she moans. I kiss her to her ankles, caressing her legs and licking the drops of her juices running down them.

"You're being a good angel," I praise, glancing up, impressed with how she keeps her position without restraints.

Her chest rises and falls in short bursts. The sound of her ragged breath echoes in the air.

I rotate between licking and kissing her legs while sliding my palms over her body after my mouth's left it. Her whimpers get louder, and her tremors turn more intense. When I reach her spine, I flick my tongue against it, gripping her hips, until my mouth hits her neck. I murmur, "Ya react well to me, my little angel."

She keeps breathing hard, staring at the ceiling.

I close any gap between us and move so her head's resting on my shoulder. I press my cock against her and ask, "Do ya still not appreciate slow?"

She says nothing.

"Do ya still want it fast?" I taunt, palming her ass cheeks and positioning my cock against her spine.

"I...I don't know," she whispers.

I kiss her cheek. "But ya want my cock in ya?"

She pins her blue eyes on me over her shoulder. They're as needy as before and drive me just as crazy. She mumbles, "Yea."

I lift her off the ground by her ass cheeks, pinning her between the fridge and my body, securing her with my forearm. Then I thrust deep inside her.

"Holy fuck!" she cries out.

"There's nothing holy about me, angel. And now's the time for ya to be a vixen and work your sweet little pussy on me as hard as ya want," I declare.

She reaches across the top of the fridge and grips the back of it so tight her knuckles turn white.

I thrust several times before she begins working her hips faster.

This time, I let her control the speed, matching the pace she sets. It only takes a few thrusts before her walls fight to grip me. I bite her shoulder, and she cries out. I growl, "Is this what ya want? Fast and hard?"

"Yea! Jesus, yea!" she whimpers.

I pound into her harder.

She cries out, "Like that! Don't stop!"

"Ya want to come, my little vixen?" I say through gritted teeth.

Her voice cracks as she breathes out, "Please!"

I squeeze her ass cheeks and kiss her neck. I murmur in her ear, "Squeeze your fucking pussy on me, then. Come hard on me like a good little vixen."

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, her body violently convulses, and she spasms so hard on me that I barely keep it together.

"Fuuuuck," I mutter.

"Oh...oh..." A bead of sweat rolls down her red cheek. Her hand shakes as it lifts and slaps against the fridge door.

It's the best goddamn thing I've ever seen.

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