I raised my right hand in a solemn motion, reaching out to his neck. The tip of my finger gently skimmed through that thrice-damned hot black collar, as the light above reflected dimly on his neck. The metal buckle of his collar shone alight on his firm muscle. His white shirt was loose with two buttons away, his profound collarbones and fertile chest seducing me even further, not to mention his slim vest - hell, he even cuffed himself on the chair. He does know how to arouse my fire - a fine neck, a pet's collar, bits of collarbone and muscle, and one final touch of bondage?
What a damn sexy bastard, I clenched my teeth as the thought gnawed inside me.
"You like what you're seeing?" Sylus raised an eyebrow along with his signature smirk as he asked.
"Very much, yes," I replied in a flirty tone, as my fingers toyed around with his collar and his neck.
"Wanna play for a bit?" He slightly raised his head to make up more opening, all for the convenience of me to assault him with impunity.
Those unconscious yet caring acts happen all the time and sip into every crack of my heart. Every crack filled is a love realized. Before I tried to search for the source of those feelings, they had already converged and become an ocean of love and passion. And I was so drowned in it there was no hope to escape.
And so my messy skeins of thoughts run rampant, as I feel the warm touch on his neck. I pressed firmly on his bumpy neck artery, so refined and so alive, much to the opposite of his glacial look. But then, how many in this world could pierce through his molten passion beneath his cold look?
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He saw through my clinginess, narrowed his eyes, and formed a spoiling smirk.
"This was your plan all along?" I finally touched his neck that I craved so much, I bent down and picked up the leather crop lying on the ground and asked.
"As if you don't like it." Sylus raised his chin in a prideful yet slow motion, much like a king...if not a king strapped on his throne.
Every time I see him act as if he is in control, it is difficult to gate my boiling desire - one that will see him lose control because of me, and shatter his calm expression.
To face this generous prize before me, I do not need to repress anymore.
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I raised my boot and stepped before his crotch with the tip of my boot. He groaned.
"So eager today, hm?"
There was a faint hint in his voice, which gnawed at my ears. I licked my lips in thrilling excitement and tapped his crotch with my boot tip.
"Legs." I lightly slapped the crop on his thigh, gesture him to spread his legs.
Sylus lowered his head and chuckled, his cheek twitched for a brief moment, and his tongue worked its way around. His gaze sweeped up from my knees, all the way up to the top of my thigh, revealed by my lifting leg. His gaze roamed freely on my thighly shadow, covered by the skirt.
He slightly tilted his head and gazed back at me, his eyes did not just beaming with relishment, but also a melting affection.
"As you please, sweetie."
He spread his legs as I ordered, exposing his slightly bulging to my sight.
As I licked my lips, I stepped on his half-erected penis with my foot and ground on his crotch, messing with it, until I finally heard the panting in my ears.
"Ahh...hmn..." His frowning brows quivered with the rhythm of my trample. His gasp became more and more erratic, he exhaled a breath of weakness.
I nodded toward him, enjoying his fragility and emotions within, the tip went deeper as I leaned into him.
"Hss-" He hissed and withdrew his crotch further in.
"I didn't give you permission to move, naughty boy." I lashed out the leather crop against his hidden valley of a chest, pressing him back to the chairback, forcing him to erect the crotch under my boot.
"Should I say sorry?" he is both panting and grinning, his exposed chest bouncing under my crop.
"I like the look on your face right now..." He looked at me. His eyes gleaming with a faint radiance, like a flickering flame that, somehow, shrouded this whole room of darkness in its glow.
"Such arrogance..."
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"You like it?" I tilted my head. "How about... this?" I moved my crop over his crotch, creeping upward along his abs, caressing the refined, vest-wrapped muscles. Abs, side abs, chest—his breathing grew rougher as my crop slithered upward.
"Hss-ahh..." His breath grew moist, his voice trembling with how much he enjoyed the erotic caress. He raised his head impatiently, and the tension stretching across his strong neck was so delicious that I wanted to take a juicy bite.
"Go on... Tame me."
I raised an eyebrow, toying with the pendant on his collar, lifting his chin with my hand.
"Be careful what you wish for."
That mouth of his curled into a smirk of dim delight. "Why would I?"
Silence was my answer, but my hand never stopped caressing his cheek. He sighed, narrowed his eyes, and tilted his head, enjoying the caresses I was giving him.
I let go of my boot on him and moved closer and closer. Straddling his thigh, I raised my one palm in place of the crop, thumb fondling his temple. Both our breaths joined together in one faint, intertwined aroma. His crimson red eyes entranced my focus, as well as his pronounced brows feature and curved lips.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, one hand pulling his hair back, forcing his neck out of the shadows.
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"You really are addicted to my neck, aren't you?" His throat protruded up and down with each of his words, waning and waxing behind the black collar. As I stared at this delicious neck, I surrendered to my desire, reached out my tongue, and licked his trembling throat, tracing along the muscle lines over his neck back and forth with abandon.
"Ahh...hss—" I savored his tremulous gasps with excitement and I finally lost any sense I had left, darting forth to bite his Adam's apple.
"Ugh—" He grunted, and his chest rose and fell more violently. I felt the touch of the sheathed bulge under the weight of my bottom and smirked softly.
"Let me help you with that." I let loose his hair and stroked my fingertips along the jawline, skimming over his throat which was still stained with glistening saliva. I circled the depression of the collarbone, then rotated my fingertips downwards, placed my entire palm on his chest, and stroked his body along the buttons of the black vest, finally stopping at the zipper of his crotch. The bulge down there was beating with vigor, and I could feel his steaming warmth through the fabric.
I unzipped him, inserted my hand into the slit of his boxers, and guided his searing spear to pop out of the wide-open crotch opening.
"Feeling better?" I reached out my index finger and scratched the sinuous tendons on his cock from left to right.
He let out a chuckle, his crimson-red eyes, partially obscured by silver-grey hair, glinting brightly as they stared at me.
"No, not good enough."
"How about... this?" I leaned back, patted his dick with the crop, circled it along his shaft, and scratched down deeply on the root on and off.
"Hmn..." He groaned unbearably, and his already deep voice became even more erotic as he went on, "That's more like it..."
And so I jerked him off with my corp, specifically targeting and scratching his sensitive parts. I looked at him as his eyebrows furrowed on withstanding my relentless adulation, and my other hand on his shoulder felt his muscles that tensed up and down with waves of pleasure. He moaned, his deep voice vibrating the air, sending his trembling lust to blast my eardrums.
"You're really good at it, kitten..." He squinted his eyes and looked sideways at me, "You make me feel so good...hmn..."
The sudden compliment he spoke was both affectionate and stimulating. His deep tone and whispers penetrated my ears, making my cheeks heat up. He sighed and suddenly chuckled as he remembered something.
"Or you just happened to know my body too well? Hmm?"
"What do you think it is?" I asked him, "After all those times we spent in bed?"
"Haha…” He smiled and shook his head. His glazed eyes smiled at me again with a tempting intent. He raised his eyebrows and said: "I think it's both, sweetie."
I looked down at his cock. The little hole at the tip was bullied by me so much that precum was leaking out. The crop was smeared in wet and shimmering juice. The erotic scene sparked a lewd thought in my mind.
I slapped his dick and stood up.
"Where are you going?" He raised his head with his eyes focusing on me.
I held my crop to an empty chair near us, dragged it in front of him, and stopped at a distance that I was close to him yet far enough that he couldn’t reach me.
"I'm going... to tame you."
My one hanging hand touched my thigh, and the fingers lifted the lower edge of the black skirt. He watched as my fingers pinched the black lace panties. I purposely pulled down my underwear slowly and finally tossed the underwear aside.
His eyes traced my every move and slowly looked up after I stopped. He stared at my face for a long time, with a silver of amusement in his eyes, and finally grinned gently.
"Raising the stakes, hm?"
I smoothly sat down, leaned back on the chair, fingers on the skirt, pulled it up to reveal my bottom, and then slowly spread my legs wide.
I enjoyed how his eyes gradually turned from a relishment to razor edge, staring at my pussy like observing a prey. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, and my breasts without bra were exposed to his preying eyes. I licked my lips in excitement, turned the crop, and let it fall on my collarbone, caressing myself, lightly sinking into the soft breasts. I moaned softly after the crop touched my stiffy nipples.
His eyes flickered and followed the crop as I continued caressing down the waist until reached over between my wide-open legs.
I started to play with myself, feeling the unique touch of leather as I flicked my clitty back and forth. The fact that he was eyeraping me multiplied my pleasure. His gaze was as if he joined the crop in toying with me. The sensation was so good, that I jolted my head back and leaned on the chair back. I couldn’t help but let out the tip of my tongue, which made my voice more nasty and lewd.
"Hmn...ah..." I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter, and the love juice flowed down along my buttocks and onto the chair. I looked down at him. All I could see was lust, and my vision became blurry. The coming waves of pleasure as well as his eyeraping were so much that I couldn't help but call his name.
"Sylus...... hmn..."
Hearing my words, he struggled to move, and the handcuffs made metal-clashing sounds hitting the chairback. My misty eyes looked at him through the hot and passionate breath I exhaled, watching the shoulder line of his shirt that was cast on by the white light rising and falling violently due to his heavy breathing.
I amusely beheld him with fascination, who was cuffed to the chair for this rare occasion. I looked at his cock, which was swollen big as he watched my masturbation, and the liquid flowing out of the small hole at the top even dripped down, soiling the material of his pants. His excited and approving expression made me chuckle in excitement.
"Fuck me?" I raised a slut-like smile and asked him with my wet tongue.
"Beg me. Beg me and I'll let you."
His eyes suddenly became dangerous, like a king whose authority was challenged. My heart skipped a beat under his gaze.
"Watch it, kitten. Provoking me is not a wise choice."
His blood-red eyes cast a dreadful aura toward me. His dominant gaze made me lose consciousness. A sweet pain stirred deep in my lower abdomen. I couldn’t resist and surrender to his intimidating presence. Slowly, I put down my crop under his blood-red eyes and walked towards him, step by step.
He raised his head and looked at me standing in front of him, smiling with satisfaction.
"Good girl."
"That’s cheating! " I snapped, suddenly coming back to my senses, my eyes silently accusing him of secretly using his powers to seduce me.
He raised his eyebrow and lifted his face to meet the light, which cast a halo over his pale features as a tempting smirk played on his lips.
"Tell me you don't want me then."
"..." Silence was my answer, I conceded that the fact that I wanted him was driving me crazy.
Since he cheated, then it’s nothing if I want to do whatever I want... right?
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I stood in front of him, bent down slightly, raised my hand to stroke his silver hair, and combed him with my fingers, gliding down the back of his neck before gently tracing his chest along the white shirt collar, finally stopping at the button of his black vest.
I licked my lips and started to loosen up his buttons one by one with both hands. He panted slightly and let me run wild on him.
I finally took off the black vest, and the palms of my hands pressed tightly against his abs through the white shirt. I touched his tight muscles wantonly, I gasped at the mere imagination of his sexy naked chest under the shirt.
"Satisfied?" He looked up at me, raised his eyebrow and asked with a smile.
"No, not enough." I grinned and answered him. I started to unbutton his shirt while I caught my breath. With all that abundance of muscles, from chest to abs and to those mermaid lines hidden under that tidy shirt, I quivered at the ecstasy that those muscular prizes were mine and mine alone.
While holding on to his strong shoulders, I straddled his lap, my butt hanging above his long-neglected cock.
"Ride me.” The tip of his nose brushed against mine, close enough to taste my breath as though we were kissing. He spoke the hoarse command with a smile.
I was briefly lost to his tempting and deep command. I came back to my senses only after he playfully licked my lips. I bit my lower lip gently, sat down slowly and submissively, and felt his searing rod penetrating my pussy. The pleasure of finally being stuffed made me moan. I ran one hand through his hair again, raising my brows as I rode him, drowned in his deep, resonating moans.
His hands were still cuffed, and the handcuffs kept clunking against the metal chair as I came up and down. His smirk was nothing short of arrogance as he watched me ride him with ecstasy, like a pussy cat going wild on him.
"Hmn... ah..." I bathed in his gaze of pure desire, like the shameless slut I was, twerking in circles, making his hard cock twirl in me, grinding my inner fold in many angles.
My lustful twerking certainly drew his attention, up and down like riding a mustang. My whole bottom is trying to please him as hard as I can, devoting my passion to no one but him.
"Agh..." He raised his head impatiently. We exchanged our glances, and both of us could read the burning desire in each other.
His gaze trailed down my cheeks and stopped at my sweaty neck. He straightened his back, brought his lips close to the side of my neck, and extended his soft, warm tongue to taste my sweat. I shivered at the sensation, feeling his tongue move back and forth with a pulsing rhyme, echoing our obscenity.
"Hmn——" A moan crawled out of my throat as I could endure no longer. His breath made my neck feel even more aroused. The itchy, tingling sensation followed his deliberated, low sigh. Half of my body flushed with a faint red, burning glow.
I lifted my head as I rode him, hands cradling his head. Eyes half-conscious staring into nothingness. The rhythmic clinks of handcuffs echoed in the air, weaving my moans with his breath into one.
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"Uncuff me." When I stopped my waist, which was already tired from my constant slamming, and rested on his lap to catch a brief respite, he turned to my ear and whispered.
I looked up and saw his eyes full of temptation and desire, and I remembered his response when he was provoked, this realization left me gasping harder with each and every thought of it. I fell into a frenzy, thirsting to be dominated by his brutal, enticing gaze.
"Beg me." I decided to repeat the same trick and test his limit like a pussy brat.
His brows twitched and furrowed, and the coldness in his eyes hardened again as I hoped, turning my face into a dumb smile, relishing in how his sight burned away all my sanity.
He seemed to understand my intention. He chuckled and then exerted a great force with both arms. The handcuffs made a loud crack as they broke apart. Before my thought even caught up, he hooked his arms around my legs and stood up, then turned and pressed me into the chair.
His eyes wandered down from my face to the red hickeys on my neck that he had forcibly planted, to my erect nipples under my shirt, to my legs which he fucked wide open. He chuckled with satisfaction.
"This is what I like to see..."
As he spoke, he looked at the leather crop. I saw his eyes flicker for a moment, and something dreadful filled my heart.
"What are you doing...?" I watched him reach out and pick up the crop, with his signature smile when he thought of something naughty.
"Not me." He smiled and pulled the cock out, turning me over. I knelt on the chair giving my back to him, as he forced my arms and put them behind me. Then I felt his warm touch on my wrists—— he cuffed me with his Evol.
"You will be the one doing as told..." He grabbed my cuffed hands and held the crop in his other hand. He pointed it in front of me and said, "Kitten. "
I couldn't see his expression, I could only feel him leaning down, his warmth pressing against my back, with cock poking my ass, and softly whispering to my ears.
"Bite this... in your mouth."
His command was gentle and yet I was trembling, a tsunami of shame washing over me as excitement stirred within. Obediently, I parted my lips and bit into the crop.
"Good girl..." I heard his deep and hoarse voice spitting out erotic rewards. Just when I was still savoring this compliment I heard him say: "Be careful... do not drop it."
"Otherwise, I will..." His hand let go of the crop, his palms wide open on my shoulders, and he stroked lewdly down my arms. My breathing became erratic with his mist of a threat, and I spasmed my head up in his caress to welcome his next words: "Fuck. Until. You. Piss."
He slowly, gently, and deliberately delivered each word to be extremely seductive, as he finished, he rammed his cock into me. The sudden slam of pleasure made me almost open my mouth and shout. I gritted my teeth in desperation, trying to keep the crop firmly in my mouth.
"Ugh! Umn!" Being forced to clench the crop muffled my voice. My tongue tasted the rough texture of the leather crop, as I endured his heavy piston of thrusts ramming me raw.
He was still holding my wrists that were cuffed behind my back with one hand, and stroked my waist hard with the other, skimmed a circle on my lower belly, slid to my butt, lifted my skirt, and caressed it with his big palm. Watching the ripples that he slammed out of my ass. I felt his fingers spread open and grabbed hard, I could even feel the erotic, meaty sensation as his fingers sank into my ass.
I heard him chuckle a little bit as he slammed me, and then I felt him let go of my wrist and pinched my ass with both hands. My upper body suddenly swayed, throwing me off balance. Instinctively, I straightened up and lifted my head, struggling to stay upright and avoid tumbling out of the chair.
"Ugh—" My body trembled with every of his ramming thrust, my waist, and belly all trying to maintain the balance with futile movements. However, as he continued his unrelenting thrusts, I couldn't help but lean forward, I even felt my nipples ground against the upper edge of the chair back with a rhythmic cadence, the lewd and erotic good grind sent me to clench my brows and groan in joy, along with humiliation which came from that useless abysmal dignity I still cling to.
"Ha...ha..." His heavy breath and the loud plapping sound of cock was pulverizing my naked bottom. Both those obscene elements, the ramming rhythm, and the moaning chord come together. He seemed to notice that I liked my nipples teased against the chairback. With one chuckle, he sped up his piston movement, leaving me only wanting to be ravaged by this unending erotic storm.
"You're such a little slut, sweetie…” He grabbed my cuffed wrists with one hand once again, and the other firmly holding my neck, pulling me slightly backwards. The force made my head tilt up. I bit down on the crop in my mouth, desperate not to let it fall, while he kept me completely under his control. My breath came in ragged gasps as he held me in place, his grip on my fragile neck unyielding, my upper body bent backwards. Trembling, my breathing quickened as he leaned in close, His voice was a soft hoarse whisper against my ear.
"Be ready for this."
I barely had time to stifle a gasp before his onslaught began. The position was so erotic, I couldn’t move, and all I could do was endure his relentless pounding. He had me at the perfect angle, every thrust making me cry out in bliss. My bottom throbbed with a mix of soreness and pleasure as if my insides were being rearranged with each strike. His pounding tempo alternated between lightning-fast and slow, deliberate thrusts. My only focus was keeping the crop clenched between my teeth, while the rest of my mind dissolved into a static storm of pleasure… and perhaps the fact he wrecked me to the point that my face was running with tears and snot.
"Hm—Ugh—" I couldn’t tell if the tears on my face were fucked out of happiness or my brain was just losing control, My nipples tingled with waves of sensation, growing stronger as they rubbed against the chairback while he fucked me in an unrelenting assault. My pussy can only protest this…by flowing out the love juice. My fragile reason was already failing, a bit more push and it would shatter to pieces. Dread crept in with every slam I received, I had no doubt he was a man of his word if I were to lose the crop–—he would fuck me until I pissed myself.
I clenched my teeth so hard that even my moans came out as growls and howls. He heard my struggle and let out a few smug chuckles, then I felt his hand slowly tighten around my neck.
I shook my head frantically, wordlessly begging him to stop. He paused, no longer tightening his grip, but he was not releasing it either. I endured his thrusts as my brain melted and cooked—pleasure and helplessness intertwined as my eyelids fluttered half-closed, my eyes rolling upward. Dizzy and overwhelmed, I lost control of my jaw, unable to keep my body in check——
It’s over, I couldn’t clench my teeth anymore…
He is going to make me his fucktoy——
He finally stopped just as I was about to release my grip on the crop, slowly easing his hand from my neck and removing the leather crop from my mouth. I gasped for air, breathing heavily and uncontrollably, then stumbled into his arms, which embraced me just in time.
"Good girl..." He gently withdrew from my body, threw the crop aside, and then slowly turned me over. I couldn’t move at all and was once again at his mercy like a broken doll. He put me on the chair, slowly hooked his arms around my legs, and then pressed them against my shoulders.
He looked at me gasping helplessly, and smiled with a certain satisfaction, "Is that all you can take?" He touched my moist lower lip with his thumb, raising his breathy yet menacing voice, "But I've barely even started..."
His arms were still hanging up my legs, his palms sliding past my knees to rest against my cheeks. My body was pressed firmly into the chair under his weight. His fingers brushed my lips, pressing gently as they traced from my lower lip to my chin. He drew a circle with a soft, deliberate motion, then lifted my chin, forcing me to look up and meet his gaze.
"Look at me..." He put his broken-cuffed wrist on my cheek, and I looked faintly into his crimson eyes that were burning red with excitement, my opened lip felt the forceful stroking of his thumb, "...while I break you."
Before I could process what he said, he gave me no room to think with his sudden burst of slamming. His cock was so hard that I felt an undeniable pleasure from being rammed, making my entire bottom hot and numb from pleasure.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" With each ram comes my wanton moan. I could finally scream in pleasure as much as I liked. It felt so good to get rammed, so filled inside, there was barely time for me to think. Taking his ramming was all I could do, and all I ever wanted, not that I could say no anyway.
My love juice was all over each other’s private parts, and the sound of thrust and watery drip, pure, sexual, and erotic vibe was all there was.
He was panting and thrusting, both of his elbows hooked in the crook of my leg, his large, generous hand gripping my waist while his thumb erotically traced circles on my lower belly. His other hand glided along my ribs, and after teasing my breasts, he squeezed them tightly, the flesh spilling between his fingers. My protruding nipples were caught between his index and middle fingers as he rubbed and pinched them. My sensitive nipple was constantly stimulated, creating intense waves of pleasure that intertwined with his violent thrusts. With each push, my sanity began to shatter.
He pressed my whole body into the chair, with only my back against it. He raised my legs even further, almost bending me in half. I was forced to see my calves dangling, as well as feeling his weight pressing my innard. The weight and the slight suffocation were all I could feel. If my brain was melting, then his thrusts were straight pounding it empty with all the damning pleasure, leaving only his presence, if by presence it was, suffocation, pain, pleasure, lust, and love; all those combined into thrust, slam, and ram, straight down to raw sex.
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I had no idea how long he was fucking me, but all the pleasure was overflowing. All the sensations had no exit and my pussy grew ever-sensitive with each thrust upon me. Enduring this painful pleasure was already driving me crazy, but he had already fucked me to the point that I want nothing but keep getting pounded, getting fucked, and getting slammed until he was done with me.
"Sylus...Ahh— no, I can't—" I shook my head with tears in my eyes, I looked and begged as he fucked me silly.
He seemed pleased with my begging, he formed a sexy yet evil smile.
"Beg me." He gasped and smirked, toying me while fucking me hard.
I opened my mouth, but what good could I do if I can’t even speak because I got my pussy fucked to submission? It didn’t help that my limbs were practically spasmed from all the pleasure shocking me. There was no way I could keep my face straight but he seemed amused by my slutty expression, fingers into my mouth, and joyfully played with my tongue.
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"Come on kitten, say it." He leaned down and whispered into my ear, his command fragmented into pieces as he pounded me.
"Ahh, ah—" His sexy voice felt as if it was raping my ears, licking my sensitive ears along a moist, erotic breath, and I finally couldn't bear it and moaned——
"Please, please, ah—" I couldn't endure it anymore and shook my head, "Sylus, please, please stop... you're, you're breaking me ahh—"
He did not slow down, quite the opposite, faster than before. I can’t see for my eyes are tears, but I can still stick out my tongue and moan like a slut, even more sluttier than I thought as he fucked me so much that my eyes were rolling up.
"Ugh! Ah, ahh—" He frowned and looked at my fucked-up face, feeling my pussy is tighten up, becoming a cocksleeve, "Keep on, kitten... keep begging me."
"Please Sylus, please! I'm begging you! Please forgive me—" I begged him in his savage fucking, accompanied by erotic plapping sound, I kept calling his name, pleading for him to forgive my nonsense, asking him to let me go, and begging him not to break me.
But my begging for mercy only did the opposite. He did not slow down at all, and the force of each thrust was reaching-deep and heavy-pounding. I could only feel my body, especially my weak pussy tighten just to capitulate to his cock, it seemed like my body was way more honest than me. My brain struggled to process if I wanted to die from orgasm or beg him to stop this excruciating pleasure.
The depths of my pussy were the ground zero where the rapid pleasure shot through my spine and to my brain. My whole body spasmed, in the surrendering gesture that let the intense pleasure take over my limbs. Slowly but assuredly reach all the way to climax.
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When he fucked me to the point I almost collapsed, his big hands choked my neck. I suddenly couldn’t breathe, and dizziness soon found its way to my brain from my neck. A hazy feeling from lacking air and a good dose of painful pleasure finally defeated me, and I trembled to welcome my orgasm taking over me.
My pussy tightened with the orgasm, wrapping around and squeezing his cock. He growled as my pussy embraced him, and I opened my eyes wide in disbelief as he was still going faster.
"Hrrgh—hmmn—" He growled rapidly one after another, and finally penetrated deeply into my body, and his cock spurts of cum into my depths.
"Ha...ha..." His whole body lay down on me, his sweaty hair tickled my cheeks, and my ears were full of his moist panting, my whole body was enveloped in his scent.
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We stayed close to each other like this, sweat staining each other's chest and belly, quietly recovering from the overly intense sex.
He was always composed in front of me. I looked at his hair and thought, all the flirting and teasing in the past, and even my reactions were well under his control. But this time looks like I have finally gone over his bottom line, the line between his overbearing pride and the overwhelming desire underneath.
And when I realized this fact, I almost found myself lost in his possessive eyes, letting the overwhelming passion drown me, so willing to cuddle into his arms.
"You’re so tasty, kitten..." He raised himself slightly and brushed my lips with his thumb. Our eyes met as he slowly lowered his head, kissing me gently yet forcefully. I felt his warm, wet tongue teasingly glide back and forth across my lips, reassuring me not to be scared away by the roughness of our earlier encounter while also rewarding me for pleasing him. I wrapped my arms around his broad back, closed my eyes, and kissed him deeply.
He licked my lips, gently hooking the tip of my tongue before softly caressing the roof of my mouth, as tenderly as if the person who had just violently fucked me was someone else entirely.
We kissed for God knows how long, basking in the calming afterglow of our shared intimacy. Finally, he withdrew his tongue, nipping my lower lip before smiling and saying:
"Sweet... and spicy."
I stared into his eyes, looking at those crimson-red eyes that were both candy and pepper-like, and I couldn't agree more.
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