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“Please what? Hmm, angel?” I kissed my way up her flat stomach leaving behind wet spots from her juices still on my lips. Still soaking my beard. “Please fuck me,” she begged. The savage inside of me was free and leaping from every tall point before sinking deep into the shadows and drinking from murky waters. “Call my name,” I told her, hovering over her tight, quivering body. My hard dick was pressed against her creamy, slick cunt. “Terrence,” she breathed, touching my face, swiping her fingers across my lips. When she dipped those slender fingers into her mouth a carnal, feral growl rumbled through me and made her shudder. “No, little girl. Say it. Say who I am. Say what we both know.” I slid the head of my dick up and down her slit. The juicy noises her pussy made threatened to make me come all over her without even getting inside. She locked unapologetic eyes with me and said, “Fuck me, Daddy.” A roar tore from me right when I plunged inside her tight wet pussy. I’d fallen headfirst into the sweetest sin. I was screwed for life because I knew I’d never let her go. Her ankles locked behind me, begging me to cram her full of every inch of dick I had. “Mmm, oh my fucking god!” She squeaked when I thrust inside her. “Such a tight little pussy, Rivia. And you’re so wet for me, goddammit.” I hammered into her, dealing punishing strokes. I leaned down and found the slim column of her throat with my teeth, sinking into the tendons there. Her pulse beat anxiously beneath my tongue and lips. I wanted to swallow every thump. I wanted her running through me. I wanted to mark her. I needed her to wear me in public. Wear my bruises and my scent, show the world who she belonged to. Fuck what they had to say. Her screams were the most erotic sounds I’d ever heard. No other man could hear those noises coming from her. Not after I’d been inside of her. “Did you fuck him, angel?” I asked, staring into her beautiful honey eyes. “No. Never. You’re the only one I want. Oh, god, Terrence.” She bit her bottom lip so hard that teeth marks were still etched into the pillowy softness when she released it. I pulled it into my mouth and sucked then teased her tongue with mine. “Good. You’re mine now. Every part of you.” I felt her body tighten. Her pussy clenched around my thick cock and squeezed hard and long. “Come for me, baby. Soak my dick.” I looked down to where I was buried inside of her and groaned. Such a perfect sight. “Mmm, Daddy I’m gonna come so fucking hard.”
I wanted to crack my own head open and pluck out the sick dirty parts that made me feel so deeply and strongly for her. I wanted to sit on someone’s couch and beg them to analyze the warped parts of me. There had to be something not connecting in my brain.
Whatever it was, the same thing failed to connect in Rivia’s brain. We were both warped but somehow we fit together perfectly.
“Such a tight little pussy, Rivia. And you’re so wet for me, goddammit.” I hammered into her, dealing punishing strokes. I leaned down and found the slim column of her throat with my teeth, sinking into the tendons there. Her pulse beat anxiously beneath my tongue and lips. I wanted to swallow every thump. I wanted her running through me. I wanted to mark her. I needed her to wear me in public. Wear my bruises and my scent, show the world who she belonged to. Fuck what they had to say.