Page 14 of Casper VanHorne
Casper kissed me, his lips devouring mine as he fucked me harder. I started coming, screaming as ecstasy poured through me, leaving me in a boneless puddle. Still he didn’t stop.
“Tug on your nipples, Carmella. Come again.”
I whimpered as I cupped my breasts and lightly tweaked the hard peaks. He growled a warning, his eyes burning bright, and I pinched and pulled harder on them. Satisfaction gleamed in his eyes as my pussy tightened on him.
“Twist them.”
I did as he commanded and came even harder than before. The world was still spinning when I felt the hot spurts of his release inside me. Casper grunted with every stroke until he stilled, his cock pulsing deep in my pussy.
“Damn, honey. You make me feel thirty instead of…”
I placed a finger over his lips. “Age is just a number, Casper. And there are far more important things to count.”
“Like what?”
“Orgasms?”
Casper burst out laughing, then pulled free of my body. My eyes went a little wide when I realized he was still hard. I’d felt him come, and the proof slipping from my body even now.
“Turn over. Let’s see if we can add a few more of those to our day.”
I scrambled to turn over and get on my hands and knees, but it must not have been quite how he wanted me. Casper pushed at the center of my back until I pressed my breasts to the blanket and stuck my ass farther in the air. He nudged my legs apart more, then made me yelp when he bit my ass cheek.
His body came over mine, his nose tracing a line along my shoulder. “How hard and deep can you take me, baby girl? How rough is too rough?”
My heart started to race, and my pussy throbbed in anticipation. Even if I hadn’t had sex before Casper, I’d read plenty of romances. The naughtier the better.
“I’ll take whatever you give me,” I said boldly, then hoped I wasn’t lying.
“Really?”
I nodded.
“And if I wanted to shove my cock up your ass?”
My breath stalled in my lungs, then I felt him chuckle.
“The look on your face! I’m messing with you, honey. Not my thing.” He nipped my shoulder. “But I’m going to pound this pussy so damn hard. You’re going to be thoroughly fucked before we’re done today.”
“Casper.” His name came out more of a sigh. “Please.”
“I think we need to open an early Christmas present. Don’t you?”
Wait. What? He wanted to stop and open presents? Now? He pulled open a box and I heard some packaging ripping apart. Next thing I knew, he was blindfolding me, then reaching for my hands.
“Give me your wrists, baby.”
I put them behind my back and felt cool leather as he buckled cuffs around my wrists. Then I heard a whirring sound and nearly came just from the thought of what he might do to me next.
“I won’t put my cock anywhere uncomfortable, but I think you might like what I have planned for you. Trust me?”
“Yes.” And I did. Maybe I shouldn’t have, but deep down, I knew he’d never do something to hurt me. He’d injured my feelings before, but he’d always made sure I had everything I needed.
I shrieked when he placed a vibrator against my clit, rubbing in small circles that had me coming in seconds. Except I didn’t stop. I came and came… it was like a never-ending orgasm. When I thought I couldn’t take any more, he plunged it into my pussy, stroking it in and out before teasing my clit again.
“Casper. I can’t…”
“You can and you will. You’ll take anything I give you, right?”