Page 120 of I Promise You
I tease her with my cock, hovering over her back, lubing myself up from the oil. It mimics the same lubrication as store-bought. I keep it in my truck. I also use the honey that drips from her. I also trail my cock at her clit, circling it, and she moans harshly.
“Still think you can handle me, little angel?” I position the head at her ass. The entrance is so tight. I know it will hurt her. I spank her ass hard. The loud slap rings out, and she winces away but repositions again.
“I’m not running,” she bites out.
“What a shame. I would love to see you try…” I push myself into her ass, entering her slowly. She moans, clawing at my seat.
Fuck, she’s tight here too.
Pleasure boils in every single nerve, and I’m in fucking euphoria as she clenches down on me. I already feel like I’m about to finish when she does that.
I’m not a total monster. I look over to make sure she’s still okay. She looks at me over her shoulder, licking her red lips.
I circle her clit, playing with her, and she moans in response. Harsh breathing and her legs tremble. I’m going to help her chase her ending, but she won’t cross the finish line.
I need to taste her.
I retract my finger from her clit and lick it.
“Sweet like a cherry.”
“Oh fuck, Danny…” she begs and pleads through harsh breathing.
I thrust into her, every inch inside her ass, and she’s screaming. But not from dread. She screams from pleasure.
“It hurts so fucking good,” she breathes out over the heavy metal music that continues to play.
“Good, let me hear you scream.”
I slap her ass again, then squeeze her cheeks as I rail her. I am marking more bruises and claiming her as mine again.
She plants her palm on the glass above the seat for balance. The way I’m fucking her, she has to reach for something because I’m not stopping. Her fingers twitch with each detrimental thrust I inflict on her.
“Your screams are like music to my ears, baby,” I growl as I continue to pound her mercilessly. She takes it so well.
My truck starts to shake from how hard I’m giving it to her. Back and forth, swaying as I fuck her, and I increase the speed on her clit with my fingers, circling. My little angel wanted to fall from heaven tonight, and I’m the one to capture her. I let her clit go and I grab her hips. I know her body well, and she’s about to come. Nope. No, she will not. Then I see her palm fall from theglass, leaving a handprint through the fog we’ve created on the window.
She reaches down to her clit, circling it, but I slap her hand away.
“You don’t get to come tonight. That’s your punishment.”
She grunts in response, pissed off at me. She retracts her hand, going back to palming the window.
Fuck, she feels so good. It makes it just that much better to watch her hate me as she continuously begs me to wreck her body and her soul.
Every part of her body wrapped around my cock so perfectly I could bury myself inside of her round after round for the rest of my life, and it would never be enough.
As I continue to push myself in and out of her tight entrance, she moans and whimpers over the music and our skin slaps, my belt clanking joins the noise. Her eyebrows furrowed,watching.And with each detrimental thrust of sinful lust I rock her with, she has me ruined.
I feel the climax coming, and I’m a feral creature, and there’s nothing stopping me from fucking her so deep because she feels too damn good like she always does.
I come so hard, and I pull out of her in time to spread all of my come on her perfect ass. Gripping my dick, stroking it all over my girl. I grab her hips so tight with my other hand I know I’ll leave bruises on her. Marking her as mine, like I always do.
I grunt hard when I reach my climax and throw my head back from the intense serenity as I empty myself on her.
“Danny! Please don’t do this to me. Let me come,” she complains, but it’s too late, and it’s too bad for her because I’m still mad.
If this were any other night, I would have had her sit on my face so that she rode my tongue until she came so hard she couldn’t remember her name, but only mine.
