Page 47 of Craving Her
“I’m going to make sure I fill you with my cum every fucking night, Skylar. I’ll have you begging for it and after I fill your hungry little cunt, I’ll bathe your tits in it and hold them up so you can lick them clean,” I promise her. Her body trembles and there’s no way she can hide how much that excites her. Hell, my thighs are coated in her juices because her pussy is so wet. “Would you like that, baby?”
“Yes,” she moans.
“Good girl. Now, I need inside you, and you want to give that to me, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes.”
“That’s my good girl. I need you to cover my cock in your sweet cream, so move that pretty little ass of yours up so you’re straddling my cock, pressing it against the lips of your pussy.” Her eyes are hazy, filled with desire. For a minute, I’m worried she’s too far gone to understand what I need. It wouldn’t surprise me, because honestly, I am too. Thank God, she does exactly as I asked, though.
She lets out this little mewling noise as she settles over me, my cock pressing between her wet folds. I hiss out a breath as she begins rocking against me. “Mm …,” she whines, and I’ve never heard anything sound better in my life.
“That’s it, Skylar. Lean forward and bring your pretty tit to my lips. Let me suck on you while you slide back and forth on my cock. I want you to learn what brings you pleasure while you cover me in your sweet juices.”
“Yes,” Skylar exhales as she begins picking up speed.
My cock is drenched in her cream. Her hips are moving faster as she grinds her pussy against my cock. I can tell by the way she cries out when it hits her clit just right. She lifts my shirt up from her body, feeding me her tit. I suckle on the nipple, as my hands drop to her hips. I grind her against me, so I can drag her pussy back and forth on my cock. It’s like fucking magic. So damn good, I couldn’t even find words to describe it.
“Come for me, Peaches,” I groan right before I bite down on her nipple.
She cries out and fucking hell, I can feel her shower me with come, as she climaxes. I look up at her, completely hypnotized by her beauty in this moment. I can’t waste another minute. I have to have her, but it’s more than that. I know if I take her while her orgasm is still rolling through her, that there will be less pain for her to experience. That’s what I want more than anything. With that in mind, I take control. I hold onto her as I roll us over, putting her back against the mattress
“Torin!” she cries out in shock. My hands move between her legs, as I pet her pussy with my fingers, coating them in her cream as I work her clit.
“Get that shirt out of my way, baby. I don’t want your body hidden from me. You’re perfect.”
I thought she might argue with me, but she doesn’t. I think she may be too far gone to realize what she’s doing now. Skylar isjust operating on instinct and that works for me. She shimmies out of it as I watch and only when that’s accomplished, do I bring my hand up and begin painting her cum on her swollen lips.
“Please,” she begs, but I’m not sure she understands what she wants right this moment.
“Let’s see how good you taste,” I croon, taking her mouth hungrily. I moan as the taste of her dances across my tastebuds. Then, before I can stop myself, I claim her mouth fully, losing myself to the lust that only she has ever been able to induce in me.
“I need you inside me,” she finally demands and I’m only too willing to give her exactly what she wants.
“Open them pretty eyes and look at me, Skylar. I don’t want you to take your eyes off me. I need you to see everything you do to me.”
Instantly, she does as I ask. I make note at how well she follows instruction. Skylar may not know it, but she was made for me. Which is good for both of us, because I’m not about to let her go. I wrap my hand around the base of my cock and position myself at her entrance.
“There’s no going back, Skylar. Ride and Die, baby. From this moment on, it’s you and me against the world. No one will come between us. I won’t allow it. Do you hear me?”
“Torin …”
“Mine!” I growl to her again as I push into her tight depths. My cock plows through the proof of her virginity. She cries out from the pain and tears slide from her eyes. I should feel shame, but fuck I like that she’s crying for me. I like knowing that I’ve claimed a piece of her that no other fucker will get. I force myself to hold still as I kiss away her tears. “It’s okay, baby. You tell me when you’re ready for me to move again.”
“You’re so big. Fuck, Torin, I’m so full …”
“Relax your body, Peaches. You were made for me. It’s just going to take a little time. That’s all,” I whisper softly. I bring my hand back to her pussy and begin rubbing her clit. “How’s that, baby?”
“It feels good,” she confesses, worrying her lip with her teeth.
“Good. Do you think you can handle me moving now?” I ask, feeling my orgasm gathering speed. Any minute now, I’m going to blow. I don’t want to do that before I show my woman just how good I can make her feel.
“Yes.” That won word is spoken so softly but sounds like a shout that reaches all the way to my soul.
I begin tunneling in and out of her. I go slow at first, making sure that I don’t hurt her. Yet, when I feel my perfect little princess move underneath me, matching her movements with mine like a seasoned pro, I can only groan as she squeezes my cock tight. We quickly go out of control after that.
“Are you ready to come for your man again, Peaches?”
“Yes.”