Page 140 of Redeeming the Villain
Kissing her cheek, I open my mouth and bite down firmly on her round ass, leaving indentations in her flesh. She gasps at the unexpected move but then wiggles her ass slightly, showing me she’s good with it.
Standing back up to my full height, I push my hips forward, rubbing my tip against her center. “Beg me for it, Bug.”
Her chest flattens on the bed, and my dick throbs.
“Please.”
My chuckle comes out more like a growl. “Say it again. I love it when you beg.”
She pushes her ass back and whines, “Please, Malik. Please fuck me.”
Pushing my tip into her tight pussy, I rail into her, feeling her body struggle to fit me with every inch I thrust inside.
“Ahh!” she cries out in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Holy shit, Malik. You’re so?—”
I cut her off with my fingers as I wrap my arm around her hip and massage her clit.
“B—big.”
Rolling my hips into her over and over, I circle that bundle of nerves with my fingertips, feeling her body starting to pulse around me in mere seconds.
“Oh fuck, baby. Already ready for your first one?” I continue to fill her to the brim with each thrust forward, working her closer and closer to the edge.
Her words are muffled as she cries out into the blanket. “Yes, fuck, please!”
As she nears her orgasm, I quicken my fingers just enough to push her into oblivion. “Clench around my cock when you come, baby. I want to feel every pulsing wave.”
“Ahh! Malik!” she cries out, and I sit up, grabbing her hips and pounding into her as her moans intensify.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Maaaalik,” she whimpers as I fuck her through her orgasm, not letting up once.
I want to see her face. Ineedto see her as she falls apart next. Every twist of her expression and bounce of her tits—I need to commit it all to memory.
Slowing my thrusts, I ease out of her and grab her hips, twisting her around until her ass lands on the bed and she faces me.
“Put your legs on my shoulders,” I order her, watching relief wash over her features.
She was struggling to stay like that. But I never want her to push herself to the point of a flare-up.
“And next time, tell me you need to switch positions.”
She holds my stare for a moment before nodding with a shy smile on her lips. “Yes, sir.”
“Mmm. That’s my good fucking girl,” I murmur as she lifts her legs, hooking her ankles over my shoulders. “You’re giving me three more before I let myself come. And you’re going to count them out for me after each one—got it?”
Her wide eyes and parted lips make me smirk as she nods. Grabbing my pulsing cock, I slide back inside of her, her core gripping me tightly as I plunge every inch deep into her pussy.
With my thumb on her clit and her eyes on mine, it takes me only a minute to make her fall apart all over again. And only three minutes more until we reach number three for the day.
Giving her a minute to recover, I grab her water from her nightstand and make her take a few drinks before we keep going. I don’t want her passing out on me here. I want to push her limits, but never too far.
I don’t want her coming this last time until I’m doing it with her, and this time, I’m not pulling out. I need to feel our bodies explode together.
As I pound into her, our moans, groans, and whimpers fill the room as our breathing quickens in sync.
“I’m coming in you this time, Alora, filling you up completely,” I growl, leaning down and pressing her legs against her chest as my thrust adjusts, using gravity to slam into her.
