Page 108 of Rogue Villain

The single word is ripped from my chest when our pelvises are finally flush, and Wren circles her hips, adding another exquisite layer of sensation to our joining.

I sit back to grip her hips, my eyes taking in the sweet as fuck sight before me as Wren takes her pleasure. Her perky tits sway as she rides me slowly, her moans mixing with the sound of her wetness enveloping my cock, and my balls tingle as my orgasm slowly encroaches.

Unable to take the torturous momentum one moment longer, I slide my right hand up her abdomen, between the valley of her breasts, and wrap my palm around her slender throat.

Then I urge her back until her palms land on my knees, her tits arching up as her head drops back, displaying her body as a visual feast for my eyes.

I grind my cock up into her slick cunt, taking over the speed with deep, measured thrusts, and her cries of pleasure fill the room. “So fuckingdeep.” I push even deeper, and she groans raggedly, “Faster, fuck me faster. Harder. Give memore.”

My hips thrust harder. Faster, just as she’s demanded, and my balls draw up, getting closer to filling her sweet, sweet pussy.

I reach my free hand between us, tightening my hold on her neck as I circle her clit with the pad of my thumb.

“That’s it, beautiful girl. Milk my fucking cock. Shatter for me.”

Her pussy clenches around me, and her movements falter as her orgasm rips through her body.

Cries of completion surround me as I take back full control, pulling my dick from her dripping cunt to stand and spin her around.

Her body falls forward, flushed cheek down on the cushions, and I yank her ass up to drive my shaft back inside her.

She cries out, eyes slamming shut as I begin to fuck her savagely. I loom over her to grip her wrists at the base of her spine, making her take everything I have to give.

“Fuck, yes!”

The sight of her submission is a thing of motherfucking beauty.

My eyes fall down to where we’re joined, her pink folds spread wide, taking a relentless pounding as my cock pistons in and out. Her muffled cries become frenzied, and she bucks against me as much as my hand imprisoning her wrists will allow.

“Your pussy looks so fucking hot taking my cock. Such a tight little cunt taking me like the best fucking girl.”

Sweat drips down my brow, landing on her rounded ass, the sight drawing my attention to her virgin hole. My cock throbs at the sight, and I brush the middle finger of my free hand lightly across, making Wren jerk against me before pushing back onto me in silent assent.

I break my punishing rhythm to begin circling my hips, stretching her more as I gather saliva in my mouth. Then I slowly spit down onto the curve of her ass, using my fingers to collect it and paint her puckered hole before spitting again.

I take time to lube my middle finger generously before slipping the tip inside her ass. Her whimpers of pleasure sing in my ears as I work her hard and fast until I’m knuckle deep.

Two knuckles deep.

Sliding my cock from her wetness, I draw out entirely before driving back inside and setting a ferocious pace, all while fucking her ass deeper and deeper with my saliva-slick finger.

“Such a good little whore,” I groan as I feel my balls slap against her clit. “Just like I knew you would be.”

Her pussy clenches around me, gripping my dick almost painfully when Wren cries out.

“Make me take it like a whore. Fill me up, Vaughn. I want your cum dripping down my thighs.”

Her eyes find mine over her shoulder; her cheeks are flushed, and her hair is plastered across the side of her head as she bites down on her lip so hard it draws blood.

“I love being your whore. Your good girl. Only yours. Alwaysyours.”

My vision blurs as my dick unleashes hot, thick cum deep inside her pussy, her words throwing both of us right off the edge. I come so hard my entire body shakes from the force as my roar of completion drowns out Wren’s cries of pleasure, and I fall forward over her perspiration-drenched back.

Barely finding the energy to twist to the side, I leave the quivering heat of her pulsating center, gathering her close against my side. My chest is rising and falling, blood pounding through my veins so loud, I can’t hear anything else until Wren’s voice breaks through.

“Are you okay?”

I angle my head down to look into her concerned eyes as her fingertips trace over the cuts and bruises from the attack, and my chest fills with something unfamiliar as I bend closer, taking her lips in a leisurely kiss.

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