“I was going to eat you baby, but I can’t help it. I have to be inside you now.” I say to her, letting her tits fall from my mouth with an audible pop.
“Please. I have to have you in me.”
It’s a homecoming as I grab my cock in my hand, fisting it a few times, then slide it inside of her. She gasps and rolls her hips inviting me in greedily and I push slowly, allowing her to feel every inch as I revel in the sensations of her.
She’s an inferno inside, all hot and wet, and utterly perfect, heating my dick, and warming my fucking soul.
“Oh fuck yes Phoenix, God you’re perfect.”
I want, no, need for every inch of me to be touching her, and I flatten her to the bed, my body pressing her into the mattress as I rock my hips back and forth. It’s slow at first, letting her get accustomed to me again, but not for long. The desire to have her screaming my name and clawing at my back and chest are too much.
“More baby?” I ask her, pressing into her and holding myself in her as deep as I can go.
“Yes. Always more with you.”
Reaching above her head and grabbing a pillow, I tap her on the hip to have her lift up, then stuff it under her, tilting her up more, and my cock slides in another inch. She gasps and I moan as I fuck her so deeply, hitting the end of her channel with each thrust.
I’m lost in her, in her body, and in her soul as I make love to her, pushing in and pulling out so easily with how wet she is. The smell of sex fills the room, and the sounds of our skin slapping together echoes around us, and I go faster.
“Fuck yes Zeph.” She cries out, her hands sliding down my neck to my back, her nails scratching my skin, making me tense up then immediately relax.
“Claw me baby. Mark me again.” I grunt, thrusting my hips faster, driving up into her, needing to hold her in pace so I don’t slide her up the bed and away from me with the force.
Her nails dig into my back, piercing me, cutting me as I plow harder and harder, making her pant and whine.
“Mark me too. Please. Make me yours completely.” She says, scratching harder.
I can feel the blood oozing from my back, hot little drips dribble down my skin, and she smears it across me with her hands, painting me with it.
Looking around the room, there’s nothing that I can cut her with, and I don’t want to leave a bite mark, that’s too generic. Without losing my pace in and out of her little cunt, I reach down and find my pants on the floor, digging through the pocket, pulling out my lighter.
I expect to hearhimsay to burn her, but he’s always silent when I’m buried inside of her, and his voice is not there, only my own, the one that belongs to me and not him. But yet I say the same thing, only I don’t want to burn her burn her, I just want to mark her.
Her eyes follow my hand with the lighter as I hold it up, lifting myself off her body so I can keep fucking her and have my hands free. She tilts herself up more to keep me in place and accepts everything my cock gives to her as I flick the wheel and light the flame.
I don’t touch it to her skin though, I hold it, watching the fire flicker as I plow her pussy more and more. It’s getting hot in my hand, the plastic heating in my grip and the little metal cap getting red hot.
“Ready baby?” I ask her, watching her for any signs of resistance, but there’s none.
“Yes.” She sighs, her hands reaching out and holding onto mine as I lower the lighter to her flesh, letting the flame go out.
I press it to the space between her breasts, right over her heart, and watch as her eyes grow huge from the pain. She stays still and doesn’t stop me, but she winces and pants through it until I lift it and tilt it just a little and press it to her again. I can smell the scent of the flesh cooking as I hold it to her, and she takes it so well.
“I’m gonna…” Her words disappear on an earth-shattering scream as she cums violently around me, holding my hands and the hot lighter to her flesh, not letting me pull it away.
“Such a good fucking girl baby. Cum for me while I burn you.”
She’s a wild woman growling and clawing at my chest, her nails bumping over the scar she placed on me a month ago as she cums over and over again, until she’s trembling and out of breath and so flushed that her skin is bright red. It’s beautiful.
“Cum for me please, Zeph. Please.” She begs, squeezing my hips with her thighs that quake against me. “Give it to me.”
“Yes baby. Anything for my good girl.”
I’m so fucking close, I can feel it right there, but it’s not ready yet. I need something more, something violent, something fucked up.
Like she can read my mind, she grabs the lighter from my hand and flicks it, peering at the flame the way I did when I heated it for her. The fire flickers in the reflections of her dark eyes as she waves it in front of my face, moving slowly enough that it doesn’t go out.
“Do it.” I growl, slamming up into her so hard that I hear her hips crack. “Now baby.”
