Page 54 of Zero Tolerance

She rubbed her hand along my forearm and sighed again, relaxing. “I fell asleep.”

“Yes.”

“Mmm.” A slow stretch arched her ass against my cock, and I fought against the need to flex my hips.

“Are you sore?” I murmured over her ear.

“A little, but not too bad.” Her low husky voice drew my balls up, and I slowly eased forward so the tip of my dick brushed over one of her rounded cheeks.

“You’ve got a great ass.” I trailed my hand down her hip and over her top globe, squeezing and kneading rather than groping. I thought of my handprint on her ass again and rolled her to face me before I got carried away and I triggered her from being all over her backside like that fucker used to do.

She lifted her leg over my hip, spreading her open to help me forget about a good spanking. My fingers brushed over her pubic hair and slipped through the damp warmth beneath. Rimming her pussy hole brought a moan to her lips and coated my fingers with her cream.

“I love it when you touch me,” she whispered, lifting a hand to grab hold of my head.

Given the green light, I pressed two fingers into her tight sheath, my cock jerking and smearing pre-cum on the back of her thigh. “You’re so fucking wet. So tight.” I pulled my fingers out and swept them up over her hard nub.

“Oh...” She arched into me.

I shifted lower on the bed, grabbed my cock, and angled between her spread thighs, rubbing myself against her soaked folds. “Do you want me?”

“God, yes.” She yanked on my hair.

I flexed my hips and slid in deep inside her welcoming pussy with one slow thrust.

Jasmine groaned and shuddered.

“You like having my cock deep inside you.”

“Yes.”

I palmed her breast, pinching her hard nipple between two fingers. “How much?”

“Too much.” She gasped as I thrust deep, hitting her cervix. “That hurts so damn good.”

Oh fuck, those words on her tongue.

I pulled out to the head and thrust in again, drawing another deep groan from her, my hope buoyed. “I could fuck you all night long and not get enough.”

“Yes,” she whined as I pinched her nipple a little harder, writhing against me. “More.”

“You do like a little pain, don’t you?” I murmured against her neck, my fingers rolling her furled nub with enough pressure to make any human gasp.

Slickness coated my cock along with her moaned, “Yes, Sir.”

“Jesus, Jasmine.” I swallowed hard, sliding my hand down her back to pull her tight against me. I upped my pace, angling my hips to thrust deeper into her wet heat. Coating two fingers in her cream, I slid them up either side of her distended clit.

“Do you like it when I do this?” I asked, rubbing my fingers back and forth, her nub between them.

“O-oh, God!”

I tugged, gently pulling until her clit slipped from my grasp.

“Fuck!” She gasped, shuddering.

I tugged a little harder, and she shrieked, her pussy clamping on my cock. My fucking balls took over, and I gripped her hip, pounding into her soaked pussy with lewd, squelching noises, my teeth latching onto her shoulder.

“Fuck!” I growled against her skin as cum shot up through my cock.

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