Page 27 of A Ryan Recollection

He bites down on his lip and I see the internal struggle he’s having between tossing me onto the bed and spanking me with his belt, and making me ride him until he comes. He wraps his huge arms around me, pulling me closer. “Well, I hope it was worth it, sweetheart, because you won’t be coming for the rest of the month,” he says with a wicked grin.

I blink at him. There’s another two weeks in this month. We’re still just playing, right?

“Now make me come like my good little slut,” he demands.

I roll my hips over him and the sensation of him deep inside me makes my core turn to molten lava. Shane might try and stop me from coming but I’m so close to the edge after his spanking, he’ll have a pretty tough job.

My eyes roll in my head as my slick pussy coats him. Every time I move, his thick cock massages those parts that make my thighs tremble.

“That feel good, sweetheart?”

“Uh-huh,” I moan as he holds me tighter and takes control of my movements, pulling me down onto him as he lifts his hips slightly until he’s pressing against my G-spot and my entire body shivers with an impending orgasm.

“I can get so deep into you like this.”

“Yes,” I agree, rocking my hips for more friction.

“Yeah?” he grunts.

“Yes, Shane,” I cry out as my orgasm is about to hit.

“No,” he laughs darkly, grabbing hold of my hips and lifting me off him until my incredible, life altering orgasm ebbs away like waves on a shoreline.

“Why did you do that?” I protest.

“I already told you, sweetheart, no coming for the rest of the month.”

“But that’s —” I don’t get to finish my sentence before he pulls me back down on top of him, slamming into me at the same time until my teeth rattle in my head.

“You’re still gonna make me come though,” he growls.

“What if I refuse?” I pant, staring into his dark eyes.

He’s still holding onto my hips and he rolls me over him again. “Then I’ll just use your sweet cunt to make myself come.” He winks at me and my ovaries almost burst.

I place my hands on his firm shoulders. “Can I come if I promise to be a good girl from now on, Daddy?” I purr.

“No,” he shakes his head.

“You’re so mean.” I pout.

“Yeah,” he grinds out the words as his cock pulses inside me. I widen my thighs, sinking lower as I grip his shaft with my inner muscles. Squeezing and releasing until his eyes start to roll and his jaw ticks with tension.

He’s about to learn that two can play at this teasing game. Right when he’s on the edge, I stop.

But it only makes him hold me still and fuck me instead. Driving his hips upward and hitting that sweet sensitive spot deep inside me over and over again until I’m about ready to explode in a flurry of starlight and electricity.

“Fuck,” he grunts, his fingers digging into my hips as he grinds his own climax into me whilst leaving me teetering on the edge of absolute oblivion. My ass and pussy are throbbing and my entire body is pulsing with heat and energy – and all he has to do is flick the switch and I’ll be gone.

But he doesn’t. Asshole!

“Shane, please?” I whimper, my hand sliding between my thighs so I can get myself off instead. But he catches my wrist and holds me tight, pulling me toward him until our foreheads are pressed together.

He breathes hard and I rest my free hand on his cheek until his eyes lock on mine again. He lifts me off him until I’m sitting on his lap, dripping his cum all over his suit pants. “That was…” he shakes his head as though he can’t find the word.

“It was epic until the end,” I pout and he laughs softly.

“I’ll make you come now, sweetheart. Just give me a minute.”

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