Page 54 of The Lies That Shatter
Once the condom is in place, and I pump my shaft a couple of times to get back to full size, I move forward, but Mac stops me with a hand on my chest. “Can I ride you?” she asks, her voice barely audible, like she’s afraid to ask.
I take her chin in my hand and raise it until she’s looking directly at me. “Never be afraid to ask for what you want with me. I will give you anything and everything.”
Without another word, I lay back on the bed, and McKenna wastes no time before she climbs over me. After getting into a comfy position, she slowly lowers herself onto my cock. It’s agonisingly slow, as she takes her time working all of my length inside her. Her knees are bent as she bounces very slightly to help her take more of me.
As soon as she’s seated, my cock all the way deep inside her, she throws her head back with a delicious groan. Her back arches, pushing her tits out as she tilts her hips to accommodate my length. Her pussy is tight, wet, and hot, and I can feel her throbbing as her walls grasp hold of my length.
After a few seconds of getting used to me, she moves. First, she starts by just rocking, tilting her pelvis to try and find that sweet spot deep inside. Then, as she gets more turned on, and her pussy gets wetter, she begins to lift herself off my cock, before slamming back down.
“Holy fuck,” I groan, as her cunt clamps around my throbbing cock.
As she becomes more confident, she moves a little more, and it’s not long before she finds the sweet rhythm that we both need. It’s a combination of riding my cock and tilting her pelvis, and with each breathy moan, I can see she’s hitting that sweet spot. I watch as she takes every bit of pleasure that she needs, dragging it out.
My hands grip her hips so tight, making good on my promise to mark her in other ways, but my eyes never leave hers. I watch the blissed out look on her face, and the way she bites her lip as she chases her pleasure. I stare as she twists and pulls on her nipples when her pleasure starts to build.
Most of all, I love watching my cock, covered in her juices, being swallowed up by her pretty pink pussy. She takes all of me, and the sight alone has my balls tightening in a way that reminds me I won’t last much longer.
“Oh, fuck. Finn…so good. I’m…I’m close,” McKenna cries, in between frantic gasps for air.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” I groan, pulling her hips so that she smashes back down on my dick harder and faster each time.
As we both start to lose control, I jerk my hips up with each thrust, matching her own efforts whilst helping to speed things up as my cock gets deeper, at just the right angle.
“I want…I want to come,” she shouts.
Letting go of one of her hips, I quickly smack my hand down onto her ass hard, loving the surprised yelp that rips from her. “What the hell?” she asks, though she doesn’t break her stride, continuing to ride me with the same vigour.
“Ask nicely,” I groan, as her pussy walls tighten around me. I can feel she’s close.
“I-I—” Her words are cut off by a long moan as she throws her head back again.
This time, I slap both ass cheeks, one after the other, harder than the first. She cries out in pain, but her pussy gets a little wetter, confirming my suspicions. My girl likes a little pain with her pleasure.
“Beg, McKenna.”
“Please…please, Finley. I want… No, I need…to come,” she cries, her gaze fixed on mine. Her pupils are so wide, her normally chocolate eyes look almost black and I can’t keep the smirk off my face.
She’s a quick learner, which is good because I don’t think I can hold off much longer. Her cunt feels too fucking good.
“Good girl. You can come,” I instruct, and like the good girl that she is, she does as she’s told.
Her body quivers and her pussy clamps down on my cock as cries of pleasure rip from her throat. Her body tenses as her orgasm ripples through her.
She keeps her eyes locked on mine, and I watch as her mouth falls open and pleasure distorts her face, making her look even more beautiful. As her tight walls grasp hold of my length, clenching me through her orgasm, it’s all I need to fall alongside her.
With a loud grunt, followed by a long groan as I grab hold of her hip tighter, I shoot my load into the rubber. I imagine I’m painting the inside of her pussy, instead of wasting my cum in a condom.
As we both catch our breath, McKenna’s body loses all tension, and she flops over onto my chest. I capture her lips with mine, stealing little kisses in between trying to catch our breath. It’s not long before my heart rate returns to normal, and I can hear the beat of hers against my chest beginning to slow down.
I hold her in my arms, a smug smile on my face as my cock softens between her legs. She looks at me, a light sheen of sweat across her skin, her hair messed up from where she ran her finger through it, and a rosy blush to her cheeks. She looks just fucked, and she’s never been hotter.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get bored of doing that,” she says with a chuckle, and my smirk grows as she does wondrous things for my ego.
“You’ll never get a chance to be bored, I promise you that.”
“As much as I want to stay here, I better go. Don’t want to get caught.” She sounds like it’s the last thing she actually wants to do, but reluctantly she climbs off me.
I discreetly take care of the condom, making sure to dispose of it somewhere Mel will see it in the morning, if she looks forit. It’s not until McKenna’s fully dressed that her eyes widen and she looks at me with the most horrified expression before her gaze flicks around the room.
