Page 81 of All Your Pain

“Want to come again?” he asks and I nod.

Please. Always.

I’m too drunk on my orgasm to move but Dean manipulates my body to give us what we both need. Lifting one of my legs up, he kneels it on the desk and with the new position he manages to hit even deeper inside me. I hold onto him, one hand reaching up to his face and the other holding onto the arm that’s wrapped around my front.

“Hard or soft?” he asks.

I’m so torn with what I want but I don’t think I’ll be able to remain upright if he goes at me hard, so I moan, “soft.”

He goes back to kissing my neck and gently nipping at the skin before licking the marks, like a possessive predator claiming his mate. His hands are all over me, caressing my skin, massaging my breasts and playing with my nipples to just the edge of pain.

I guide one of them down between my legs and he rubs small delicate circles around my clit. Then just when I’m on the edge he presses down and thrusts hard into me, his cock gliding over the soft sensitive spot inside that has me seeing stars again.

“Harder!” I gasp and he grips one of my hips, securing me in place as he ruts into me harder and deeper.

I can feel the tension in his muscles and the hardening of his cock as he gets close to his own release.

Just before he blows inside me he slaps my clit and another orgasm takes me by surprise. My pussy holds him tight as he finds his own release deep inside me.

As he pulls out and I feel his come dripping out of me, a question floats to the surface of my mind but I’m too well fuckedto grab hold of it and it’s disappearing again before I can think what it was.

Before I end up collapsing into a puddle on the floor Dean scoops me up and carries me upstairs to shower. “I only came to tell you dinner’s ready,” he chuckles against the top of my head.

I laugh and the sound is so freeing that I can’t stop until I’m crying. Dean looks at me like I’ve lost it but I kiss his cheek and he smiles back at me.

32

DEAN

The computer screen in front of me starts to blur and rather than try to focus on it, I weave my fingers through the soft hair on the head that’s bobbing up and down on my lap and watch that instead.

Willow's eyes are closed, she looks relaxed and content as she leisurely sucks on my cock.

I stroke a strand of hair away from her temple and her eyelashes flutter open, her big eyes find mine and she smiles. She fucking smiles with her mouth stuffed full of my cock.

Fuck, how did we get here? Life’s been perfect the last few weeks.

I’m close to blowing my load deep in her mouth so I turn the computer screen off. Willow doesn’t need to see what I’ve been up to. I’ll think about that in a minute though, the last thing I want on my mind is Willow's father as I’m nutting inside his daughter’s mouth.

That is kind of hot, though.

This girl he tried to train for years to be an innocent, little flower blossomed into the beautiful, sex driven goddess she was always meant to be with just a few weeks with me.

Fisting Willow’s hair tighter, I push her down as I thrust my hips up driving my cock deep into her throat. She opens up for me taking me all the way in whilst her nails dig into my thighs for support.

“That’s it, take all of me baby. I know you can do it.” She gags but doesn’t try to pull away as I push her down even further until her nose rests againsts my abs. I keep her held there as her throat does all the work squeezing the orgasm out of me and I spill inside her with a long groan.

She pulls back, gasping for air but doesn’t let my cock fall from her mouth. Instead, she rests her cheek against my thigh, my semi-hard cock making her cheek bulge out as she lets her eyes fall closed. Her breathing evens out and I swear she’s fallen asleep.

After letting her rest for a while, I stroke her cheek and she moans, the vibrations shoot straight to my balls, making them ready to give her another load but I ignore the urge and pull her up onto my lap. “Willow, baby?”

“Sorry,” she says through a yawn. “I’ve been so tired lately, probably because you’ve been relentless lately.”

“You’re the one that came in here begging to taste me, little kitten,” I smirk as I wipe a smear of come from her lip and push it into her mouth where it belongs, she sucks on it like she’s hungry for more. “How am I ever going to keep you satisfied?”

“Food, orgasms and cuddles sounds like a pretty good deal,” she says with a smile and it's the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen. I’ll die happy as long as I get to see that smile everyday.

“Which one do you want first?”