Page 19 of Dove

“Say it.” She shivered as my heated breath brushed her skin. I sank my teeth into the soft flesh of her other thigh as I waited for her answer. She bit her lip to hold in her moan as I left my mark. “Cazzo.”

I stared down at her as I undid the button of my pants. My erect and aching cock sprung free into my waiting palm. I groaned as I gave myself one rough pump. I couldn’t deny myself the pleasure anymore. I wanted it to be her. But I’d take enjoyment in her watching instead. In showing her what she could have if she just asked.

I brought my hand to my mouth to spit in my palm. Kincaid’s eyes flashed as she watched the action. I could see desire spark inside her. I stroked myself again, and she continued to track my movements. I twisted my palm around the sensitive head. I stared down at her as I hissed in a sharp breath.

She was the most erotic fucking thing I’d ever seen. Her creamy skin flushed and damp with sweat. Her cunt dripping and puffy. Her nipples red and swollen. Her white blonde hair disheveled on the pillow behind her. My hand around her neck, controlling her air. Her fingers still pushed deep inside her. It was taking everything in me not to come at the sight.

I shifted my hand on her throat until my thumb pulled on her bottom lip. I leaned forward so I was inches from her face. My hand still pumping my cock. Brushing against her stomach each time I reached the tip. She arched to bring more of her body in contact with mine.

“Open.” She obeyed immediately, her lips parting for me. “That’s a good little slut.”

I smiled at her before I spit into her open mouth, mesmerized as it slid to the back of her throat. Kincaid’s eyes widened as she jerked beneath me. Her plump tits pressed into my chest. I gave her more for my weight as I squeezed her neck again, stopping her from turning away. “Do you like the taste of your cum? Swallow.”

Lust burst beneath my skin, and my cock swelled further. Her throat worked under my fingers as she took what I gave her. She kept denying it, but here she was, swallowing my spit. Obeying my commands. She’d swallow my cum if I made her. But she was right that I didn’t want to force her. I wanted toshowher.

I shifted down until I pushed the head of my cock against her clit. Coating myself in her wetness. Kincaid’s hips flexed as she tried to increase the friction. “You want it, my little slut? Say you want my cock, and I’ll give it to you.”

Her eyes begged me for it even as she pressed her lips together. I placed my mouth next to her ear as I spoke. Relishing the shiver that ran through her. “So defiant. Don’t you remember how good it was? How tight you were stretched around me? The delicious pain while I pounded into your sweet cunt? You can have it again. Just tell me.”

I licked the tear that ran down her cheeks. If I were normal, my cock would shrivel at the sight of her tears. Instead, my balls drew tight with the need to fuck her.

But her refusal pissed me off. The rage fighting with desire, making my blood heat. I pushed back the urge to take what I wanted. To spread her thighs and destroy her perfect pussy.

“Fine. Then you don’t get to come.”

I knelt in front of her and attacked her clit again. I licked and sucked roughly as she bucked beneath me. She pumped her fingers where I wanted my cock as I jerked off. My hand moved easily over my dick, slick from when I’d dragged it through her wetness. Just as I felt her rising again, I moved up her body.

I bit and sucked just above her pussy. I licked the sweat dripping between her breasts before biting her nipple. The whole time I kept my hand on her throat, keeping her in place. Forcing her to experience this with me.

My eyes stayed on hers. I watched as they glazed with pleasure. Watched as they followed me. Followed where my lips closed around her breasts. Where I left bites and bruises.

When they started to close and her body tensed, I released her neck and yanked her wrist. Her lips parted on a gasp as I pulled her fingers from her pussy and shoved them between her lips. Rubbing them hard and deep along her tongue, making her gag. I don’t know if it was instinct or if she anticipated my command, but she sucked them immediately.

With the knowledge that she was tasting herself, the same taste on my tongue, I came. My back tingled, and my balls drew tight as I cursed above her.

I pumped as the first white streak covered her face. Coating her eyelashes. Her cheeks. Her lips. I leaned forward slightly, pumping again as I covered her breasts. White hot strings clung to her nipples. I moved down so the last of my cum painted her cunt. Our ragged breathing filled the room as I collapsed next to her.

“Lick it clean.” I ordered. I watched as she brushed a finger through my cum and brought it to her mouth. She sucked her finger, and I swear my wasted cock tried to come back to life. I skimmed my hand down her body until I cupped her pussy. I gathered my cum and shoved it inside her. I knew she was still sensitive. Still on the edge because I hadn’t let her come. Her inner walls quivered around my fingers. “Let’s put this where it belongs.”

I pumped into her until she took it all. My lips collided with hers. I groaned as our flavors mixed. I could taste the sweetness of her mouth, her arousal, and the saltiness of my cum. It was an intoxicating mix that made me want to give up this plan. It made me want to please her. To worship at her feet. But Kincaid had always responded to my brutality.

I circled my finger inside her, gathering more of my cum before I slipped out. I traced down the seam of her ass until I pressed against that tight hole. I shoved in; breaching easily with my cum lubing my digit. Kincaid withered and moaned beneath me. I groaned as I pumped in and out of her tight ass.

“How’s that feel, my little slut? Every one of your holes filled with my cum. Exactly how it should be.” I swallowed her reply as I smashed my lips to hers again. My cock jumped, trying to claim her as I so desperately wanted to.

I brushed her clit with my thumb, letting her believe for a second I was going to finish her off. Let her come for me. Reluctantly I broke our kiss and pulled from her body before gathering her to me. I maneuvered us until I was sitting, resting on the pillows with her back to my front, her head on my shoulder. The same position I always held her in. Kincaid shoved her back into me as she tried to get away.

“Let me go.” She grunted as I tightened my hold.

“No.” I spread her thighs and threw my legs on top of hers, trapping her. I loved feeling her against me. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep with her right here. But I had a feeling she was going to want to talk.

“Why?” She tried to shove me again. I dug my fingers into her scalp tilting her head to look at me and making it impossible for her to get leverage. I massaged her head and hip as I kept her against me.

“Because this is where you belong.” I kissed the top of her head and inhaled her scent. She smelt like her familiar powdery scent mixed with cum and sex.

“No, why didn’t you let me come again?” She whispered as she gave up the fight.

“I told you. You don’t get to come until you admit you want this.”