"Fuck, you're sexy," I tell her. "Keep your eyes on me. Don't close them. I want to see your face when I fuck you."
She bites her lip and keeps her eyes on me, and I have to stifle a groan as I press my cock against her entrance, the head of my cock giving her a small warning as I start to tease her, leaving just enough space to keep her from getting what she wants.
She whimpers, and I let my hand drop to her lower back, running my thumb along her spine as I press inside her.
"Good girl," I encourage her. I press my lips to her ear and growl in her ear. "I want you to touch yourself. Rub your clit, but don't come until I tell you to, okay?"
"Fuck, Quinn..."
I snap my hips forward, bottoming out inside her, and she cries out, her fingers on her clit. I slide my hand down her back and over her hip, my other hand wrapping around her hip, too, holding her in place as I thrust hard into her.
I pull back and slam into her again, and she arches her back and lets out a muffled little scream as she starts to come, her face dropping to the blankets again as her muscles contract.
"Not yet," I remind her, and she looks up at me. "You can wait."
"Please, Quinn," she begs. "I want to come."
I grin, feral with the power she's given me. "You will...just not yet. You told me you want to be used, and I'm...fuck...I'll give you anything you want..."
I slide my hand down her back, over her ass, and I snap my hips forward again, feeling her tighten around me. I grip her hip as I plunge into her again and again before I drag my fingers up her back, and she tenses, her muscles twitching.
I'm about to come, but I want her to come, too. I want to see her face as she comes on my cock, and hear the little noises she makes when she's about to fall apart.
"I'm going to come inside you," I tell her. "Then you can come."
"Yes," she whispers, her voice a pleading whimper. "Please..."
"Look at me, Madison," I order, not knowing where this side of me is coming from. She told me I was dirty after we started having sex...and I've never been like this before, but what we're doing right now is downright filthy.
And fuck—she starts to come, and I don't think she can stop this time.
I grip her hips and slam into her again, my orgasm radiating up from my spine. "Come for me, Madison," I growl, feeling the hot pulse as I lose control. I look into her eyes and see her mouth open, her eyelashes fluttering, and her breath in harsh gasps. "Come right fucking now."
I can feel her clenching around me, her muscles pulling at me, sucking the orgasm from my cock as she tenses, her nails digging into the blankets.
I come hard, letting out a groan as I come inside her. "God, yes..." I mutter, pressing my face into her neck. "Let go, Madison."
I can feel her doing what I say, her muscles relaxing around me, her body going lax as her orgasm hits. I can feel her trembling, and I lift her to hold her to me, her back to my chest, my arms wrapped around her as I give her a fierce kiss and let myself go, too.
I'm still shuddering when I pull out, brushing her hair from her face and kissing her cheek. She reaches back to tangle her fingers in my hair, and my hand glides up to squeeze her breast, showing her she's mine.
Because she is.
She's mine, completely and utterly.
"Good girl," I tell her. "Now...you need to tell me what the hell is going on."
She doesn't say anything, but she turns around and kisses me, her tongue sweeping across my lips. "Later," she breathes as she kisses me again.
But I pull away, holding her tight to my chest and gazing into her eyes.
"You can't distract me with another round," I chuckle. "Not right now anyway—you tired me out."
"I keep forgetting you're old," she teases, but the joke doesn't reflect in her eyes.
No... she’s upset.
I take her shoulders in my hands and turn her around to face me, but she averts her eyes. "Madison, talk to me," I tell her--in a very different context than a few minutes ago when I was ordering her to beg for my cock. "I can tell something's wrong."