her soaking, dripping with nectar until she soaked the sheets beneath her.
“Your cunt is a pretty shade of pink, sweet Stella.” He knew she couldn’t hear him, but he couldn’t filter what he was thinking. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing and his eyes were riveted from her mouth to the smooth lips of her pussy. He lifted his hand and ran his finger down the center of her cunt. Her body visibly shook and he smiled, loving that just the slightest touch from him affected her so quickly. Placing his thumb on her clit, he pressed into it while he slid his index finger over her slickness and circled it around the opening of her vagina. Her legs seemed to fall open even wider and a soft mewl left her. Slipping his finger into the wet, hot depth of her body, he grunted when her pussy sucked the digit inside.
He finger fucked her in long strokes while he rubbed hard, slow circles around the swollen little bud of her clit. The breathy cries that came from her had his cock throbbing and leaking cum. He used his other hand to grip his shaft. Tightening his fingers around his aching member, he started tugging at it as he thrust with his finger into her. He could have come just from watching his finger dip into her body, but he wanted to hold off until he could blow his load inside of her, feeling her snug little cunt gripping him.
“Tell me, Stella.” He fucked her harder and rubbed her clit faster. He wanted her on the verge of coming. He wanted her to beg him for it, to give him anything he wanted just so she could come. She would get there. There were no doubts that by the end of the night he would fuck her good and hard, finally giving in to what they both desperately wanted.
“Tate.” The way his name fell from her lips, all breathy and full of need, had him gripping his shaft harder. Fuck, he wanted inside of her so bad. “Please. I’m so close.” She squirmed on the bed, her breasts thrust out and her hips rising to meet his plunging finger.
His grin came instantly and he knew that no matter how hard she tried to keep the information he wanted to herself, she would crack and give him what he wanted. At least he hoped she did because his cock was so hard and his balls were near to bursting and the sight of her plump pussy. He continued to push his finger into her and leaned forward, lifting the headphones off until his lips brushed the shell of her ear. “Tell me.” He breathed out those two words, loving how her hair shifted from his breath and teased his cheek.
“What?” She moaned out the word when he added another finger, stretching her tight little hole.
“How many men, sweetheart?” Despite the fact her body stiffened and she tried to pull away from him, she continued to lift her hips, fucking herself on the digits.
“Why is this so important to you?” She gasped on the last word when he twisted his fingers in her, raking them across her G-spot.
“It isn’t so much how many, but my desire for you to obey me at all costs, no matter what.” It was true to an extent. He did want to know how many men had been in her sweet pussy, but that wasn’t the only reason. Pressing a kiss to the side of her mouth, he slid his tongue out and ran it along her bottom lip. “You will do as I say, Stella, and not because that was the agreement.” He ran his fingers over the swollen bundle of tissue again and she cried out, her pussy gripping his fingers. She was close. He could feel it as her inner muscles tightened around the digits. He knew it would only take a little pressure on her clit and a little twist along the bundle of tissue and she would go off.
“I–It doesn’t matter, Tate.” He removed his fingers from her body and she groaned. “Please.”
“If you want more all you have to do is tell me what I want.” She didn’t respond so he took his hand and ran it over one of her breasts. Her nipples were hard and tight, the air making them poke up as if begging for his mouth. Leaning
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