Page 53 of Harboring Shantae

"Consider it done."

He picked her up and raced toward the stairs, the two of them laughing the entire way.

Shantae was still laughing when Camron placed her on the floor next to their bed.

"I want you on all fours, baby girl. I want to see that ass when I fuck you."

Heat pooled between her legs every time he called her “baby girl.” She quickly stripped out of her clothes and climbed up onto the bed.

"You like it when I order you around? I can see how wet you are from here, and I haven't even touched you yet."

He was right. She was turned on by all his dirty talk and ordering her around. The way he commanded her body and knew what she wanted before she even had the chance to say anything. It was the hottest thing she'd ever experienced. She thought things like that only happened in books.

"Please, Camron."

"Please, what?"

He pushed on her back so her hips were sticking farther in the air and teased her by rubbing his engorged cock along the seam of her ass.

"Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fill me."

"With this?"

He slid just the tip of his cock into her heat before pulling back, and a frustrated moan slipped from her lips.

"Is that what you want me to fill you with? Or maybe this?"

One finger dipped into her soaked pussy, but again Camron pulled back, denying her pleasure.

"Your cock," she panted. "Fill me with your cock, Camron."

"Ah, so you want this."

This time, when he teased her with just the tip, she pushed her hips back. Only to be stopped by his strong hand on her.

Shantae wanted to scream in frustration as he continued to tease her. Giving her only a little more each time, but never quite filling her completely.

"Cam ..."

Her protest was cut off as he slapped her pussy and drove himself all the way in. Her orgasm was so sudden, it ripped through her like a wrecking ball, leaving her a trembling, shivering mess.

"Oh ... fuck!"

Her entire body convulsed as he dragged every sensation out of her.

And still, he didn't stop.

He slammed into her over and over again, building her up before she fully recovered from the first onslaught.

"I told you I would always take care of you. Now give me one more."

She didn't think she could. He was asking too much. Every part of her was hypersensitive.

But she should have known she had no control over her body. From the moment Camron claimed her, he owned her. Owned her body. Knew exactly what she needed.

Her knees were spread so far apart that the only thing keeping her up was Camron's strong hands clasped on to her hips. Each time his balls slapped against her, she felt herself getting closer and closer, until euphoria ripped through her. Stars danced along her vision and she swore she was floating.