Page 9 of Feint
I leaned against my bike as I continued to peer at her. She dropped her t-shirt onto her jacket on the ground. Standing in the dim lights of the parking lot in her bra, she began to unbutton her pants. Turning a little sideways, she teasingly started to slip them down her ass. As she wiggled it left and right, I felt my cock start to stiffen again as her cheeks bouncedtogether. Then, she stepped out of them. And I got to take in the view of my girl in her panties and bra. She slipped the bra straps off and then reached behind her, unclasping it and letting it tumble to the ground.
“Fucking give me a striptease, little mama. Shake it for me.” I stroked my cock faster, masturbating to the sight of her.
She hooked her fingers in her panties and slid them down her thighs, giving me a view of her swollen clit. There it was. My cock was back to being fully hard as she walked over, leaned up, and softly kissed me.
“I’m so horny, Kordell,” she whimpered as her hands ran down my jacket, pausing to rub my BLVD patch on the front. Then, she grabbed the zipper and tugged, slowly opening it. She bit her lower lip, her eyes needy for more.
“Come here.” I turned and moved her with me, to where her back was against my bike.
I lifted her and sat her sideways, still facing me. The bike was leaning in my direction so she wouldn’t tip it over as I fucked her. I ran my hands up her thighs from her knees. Gripping and spreading her legs to give me a better view of her pussy. And, fuck, was it so pretty and pink, glistening from being wet for me. I ran a finger through, sliding it up her stomach and between her boobs. I brought my other hand up and started to gently massage them. Letting my thumbs circle her nipples.
She moaned, low and sensual, next to my ear. She was getting so turned on by my touch. I kept at it. I gave each tit a squeeze before I raised one hand up to her neck and wrapped it around into her hair and tugged her head back. I leaned in, and she met me halfway. Our lips met, and we started to make out, my cock resting against her pussy. Each time we moved, it slid between her lips barely, and she moaned into my mouth.
That’s right. Get so needy for me, girl. I’m going to make you such a fucking mess tonight.
“Beg for my cock, Rosalie,” I muttered against her lips as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders with a soft cry.
“I want your cock, Kordell… please,” she whined.
And I laughed softly.
“Nah, I don’t think you want it badly enough. That was so pitiful. I don’t think you mean it,” I teased back.
I shoved my cock up and down to her clit again. I smirked as I felt her try to grind back into me.
“Mmm, please, Kordell. Please fuck my pussy with your hard cock… please.” She stretched the lastpleasein a moan.
And, goddamn, I wanted to hear nothing but her begging for my cock forever. To make her my own personal sex doll.
I leaned slightly back and let my cock slide down to her pussy. I shoved inside her, and she was so wet that I didn’t stop until my balls hit her ass. I groaned, and I pulled her legs farther apart, settling myself at her center. I started to thrust. Agonizingly slow, I went from my tip to my balls in and out of her. She gripped at my shoulders, and I felt her legs wrap around my ass, trying to keep me inside her. How adorable that she thought she could control the pace of this fuck.
I pulled out of her and rubbed my cock against her clit.
She pouted and looked at me. “W-why did you stop?” she said, upset I had stopped, as she panted from the friction on her clit.
“Because my pretty little whore forgot she’s not in charge. You don’t control how I fuck you, mama. I do. I control when you come—you know this.”
I slid my cock against her clit, letting my tip press against her center again. She moaned and bit her lower lip, looking into my eyes. Shit, her pretty eyes pulled you right in. I’d seen them on her mom, too, from the photos Rosalie had in her place. I might have jacked off to the thought of them both tag-teaming my cockon their knees. But that wasn’t gonna happen, so I’d just enjoy my girl and everything her body and soul had to offer to me.
“MINE,” I growled into her lips as I kissed her deeply and hungrily.
Then, I pulled her lower lip into my mouth and sucked on it as I shoved my cock deep inside her again. Her head fell back as I started thrusting. I reached around and gripped the back of her neck with one hand, and with my other, I grabbed the seat, giving me the leverage I needed to pick up the pace since my balls were ready to be emptied once more. I lowered my mouth to her boobs, sucking on a nipple. I also ran my teeth around it, feeling her pussy clench with each passing nip.
I started to speed up. The sound of her wet pussy dripping down her ass to the seat of my bike had me fucking her in a frenzy.
“Fucking take my cock. You wanna come, Rosalie? Wanna come this time?” I demanded as I broke my lips away from her tits.
“Y-yes!” she panted.
Her legs tightened around my ass, and she lowered one hand to her clit. I watched as she began to swirl her fingers in tight circles, causing her pussy to pulse around my cock.
I let go of my seat and roughly grabbed her wrist, yanking it away from her clit with a whimper escaping her mouth.
“No, ma’am. You don’t get to come until you ASK for it. Remember,mamacita? You BEG me for your orgasms. You don’t get to come unless I say so, remember?”
I pulled her head back upright to force her to look at me, and tears pricked the corners of her eyes as I kept fucking her pussy deep and hard.
“I said BEG for it, Rosalie,” I growled at her, my eyes heavy, as I was so close to blowing my load inside her tight pussy.