I arch an eyebrow at her. “I basically stabbed you to death with my dick. You’re going to need a few days.”
“No way,” she argues. “First of all, I may be tiny, but I’m tough.”
No argument there.
“Furthermore,” she continues, poking my pectoral muscle with her fingertip, “I’m not made of glass. When I told you I could take whatever you doled out, I meant it. I’m not a delicate flower you need to cradle for fear of crushing it. I want you to possess me, Reid. Got it?”
This girl makes it entirely too difficult for me to be a good man.
I seize her throat with my hand and giveit a test squeeze. Emma is fearless because she leans into it, green eyes flaring with challenge.
“How about a compromise,” I say, clenching and unclenching my fingers around her throat. “I lube us both up and you can ride it.”
Her devilish smirk has my cock thickening between us. “Deal.”
I roll away from her to retrieve the lube and then pour gobs of it on my fingers. “Come here, little girl.”
She straddles my torso, and I begin slicking up her pussy. I make sure to get it all nice and slippery. Between each lip, all over her clit, in and around her sore cunt, and even around her asshole. My cock weeps with the need to be inside her. With a wicked smirk, she pours lube into her hand and then wraps the tiny thing around my dick.
“I can’t believe this thing fits in my body.” She marvels at my cock as she strokes it.
“One day it won’t even hurt, baby. You were made to take me.”
She cries out when I grab her waist, dragging her closer to me. I groan as she grinds her lubed pussy against the length of my cock.
Maybe in this position, I can be somewhat gentle with her. I hate how bruises are already forming on her skin from the way I’ve handled her thus far.
If I were her, I’d run far the fuck away from me.
Yet, this girl is working her hips until my crown pokes at her opening. She needs me every bit as muchas I need her. I reach between us, grabbing hold of my cock to steady it. Her body glides down over my thickness much easier than it did last night.
“That’s a good girl,” I croon. “Look how fucking amazing you are at this.”
She licks her bottom lip which makes my cock jolt inside her. Green eyes dance with mischief. I’m doomed with this girl.
While she rocks her hips, I run my slick palm over one of her tits. They bounce and jiggle each time she moves. I’ve never seen tits so fucking fine.
As she works her body over mine, I start to feel the threads of my sanity fraying. The urge to pin her down like last night is intense. Letting her steer this ship is much harder than I imagined.
“You fuck so good, baby.” I pinch her nipple. “It’s so hard not to come right now.”
She leans forward until our lips are nearly touching. “Come inside me, Reid.”
“You’re cruel,” I growl out, smacking her cute ass.
“Imagine,” she purrs, “if you got me pregnant. I’d be yours forever then, right?”
“You’re mine forever now.”
“Brayden needs another stepsibling, but this one would be yours.”
Her words send me over the edge. The world spins as I flip us over. With her beneath me, and my hand on her neck, keeping her where I want her, I buck ruthlessly into her. Tears well in her eyes because it probablyfucking hurts, but the love and adoration begs me to keep going.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I squeeze her frail neck, marveling over the pretty shade of purple creeping over her skin. Her lashes flutter and she moans with a throaty rasp. The slapping of our flesh is loud, and I love it. Grunts, moans, whimpers, curses. All the sounds leaving us are twisting into a beautiful song I want on repeat.
Pressing my lips against hers, I thrust too brutally for my sweet girl. With each buck of my hips, I imagine her stomach fat and swollen with a baby. I didn’t think I wanted more kids until last night. Now I wonder if she’ll let me put one after the other inside her perfect body.
