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All in good time. I want her coming on my face again, so I can go about my day tasting her on my tongue.

I repeat the motion. Over and over, until she’s begging for more. I thrust my tongue into her entrance. Her hips shift side to side, and her fingers thread through my hair before twisting and holding on, eliciting a spark of pain. This causes me to groan into her cunt, causing her to moan as the vibrations run through her body. She shifts her hips side to side again, coating more of my face in her arousal.

Removing my tongue from her cunt, I enclose her clit between my lips, lightly grazing my teeth along the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Her hips rise off the bed as she moans my name. Shedoes it again when I thrust two fingers into her tight pussy, and allow my thumb to add a little pressure to her asshole.

“Oh, fuck Rhys! Fuck! God.”

“What did I say about you saying God?”

“Rhys.” She says again.

“Good girl.” The words have her muscles spasming around my fingers. “Ready to come, Princess?” I’m not surprised when she says ‘please’, what does surprise me is when her pussy flutters.

“I think you like when I call you Princess.”

“I don’t.” She bites back but it tapers off in a moan when I add some extra pressure to her asshole.

“Tell that to your pussy.”

She doesn’t reply. I twist my fingers, curl them and move them in a come here motion.

I return my mouth to her clit and suck, hard. Keeping the pressure where it’s needed and wanted, I pull back, then release her clit with a pop. And that’s all she needed because she is coming with a scream, her body going stiff, as her cunt squeezes my fingers. I work her through it. Her cum dripping from her entrance and down along my fingers.

When she relaxes back into the bed, I slowly remove my fingers. And like the other day, I suck them clean, groaning at her taste.

I make a show of undoing my jeans. And slowly push them down. She groans, telling me to hurry up.

“Desperate for my cock?”

“Yes.”

I take my jeans and boxers off, fisting my aching cock when it’s free, I’ll never get sick of the feeling of the way the metal balls of my piercing feel in my hand. Precum beads atthe tip, and runs down the underside of my cock, helping my hand glide up and down the length.

Crawling onto the bed, her legs open when I put myself between them, she then wraps them around my back. I hold myself above her and claim her lips once more. I deepen the kiss by pushing my tongue into her mouth. Making sure she gets a taste of herself.

She moans, blissfully unaware I’m lining my cock up with her entrance. When I bite and pull back her lip, I thrust forward.

Morgan chokes on a scream. Her muscles tighten around me, already trying to milk my cock. I pull out and thrust back in with a force that has her moving up the bed. The metal balls along the top of my cock shift, causing both pain and pleasure, half the reason I got them.

“Oh, fuck.”

A smirk dances over my lips. I love the way she sounds while I’m fucking her.

“Don’t worry Princess, I’ll pull out.” I don’t think she realises I’m again not wearing a condom. I usually always wrap up when I’m with a woman but when it comes to Morgan, I find myself not wanting anything between us.

I suck one of her nipples back into my mouth, while I tweak the other. I do the same to the other, all while keeping up my thrusts. As I get her to the edge, her nails dig into the flesh of my shoulders. And just as she’s about to reach the crest of her orgasm, I stop, withdrawing from her clinging body and releasing her nipple.

“Why?” She whines.

I don’t answer, I just grab one of her legs that is wrapped around my hip and flip her. I don’t give her time to question again, as I bury my cock back into her cunt.

I grab a hold of her hips, my fingers gripping onto the flesh so she’s head down and ass up. And with a ruthless pace, I fuck her into the mattress. One hand abandons her hip and rounds her chest, circling her neck. I lift her torso up, so her back is to my front.

“Play with your clit, Princess.” I whisper into her ear.

One of her hands goes between her thighs. I rest my own hand over hers, coaxing her fingers to bring her closer to her release. Her free hand wraps around the back of my neck, steading herself and holding me close, while my other hand plays with her breasts.