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“Little Hacker, I need you to talk to me,” I admonish, slapping her pussy hard.

Yelping, she writhes and I grin. “I can’t believe you did that,” Silla gasps.

“I’ll do it every time you don’t answer me,” I growl, kissing up her neck. “I need your words, because this is going to be super intense. You’re not facing me, so I want to make sure you’re okay. I’m going to get a little rough. Can you handle that?”

“Yes,” she says immediately, and my eyes narrow. I wonder why she responded so quickly before deciding to take her at face value for now.

Grabbing her hips, I raise them, grunting as my cock drags inside of her tight sheath. Silla cries out, her hands reaching behind her to tug at my hair. I typically dislike being touched, but I find myself craving hers.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Baby Girl. Tell me with your pretty little screams how it feels, Silla,” I insist, slamming her hips back until she’s filled with my cock again.

“Isaac, fuck!” she cries, tears starting to leak. “You feel so good. I’m so full… please, Honey, move for me.”

“Good,” I grunt, my hands already raising her up again. “Pull my hair, scream my name, but I need you to play with your clit. Take one of your hands and circle it, rub it, and cream for me, Baby. Tell me you can do that.”

Silla screams again as I drop her down on me, my hips thrusting to meet her. “Gods, you pulse around me when I slam back into your tight pussy. It’s so fucking good, I thought all day about being inside of you again.”

Silla’s hand shakes as her hand disappears between her thighs, but I know the exact moment her finger starts rubbing her bundle of nerves. Her breaths begin to hitch, her moans become more needy, and she pulls my hair so hard, I’ll gladly sacrifice whatever I lose.

“Fuck, just like that, Baby Girl. You look so pretty with your cheeks flushed, your tits bouncing like you were born to fuck me, while you take every inch of my cock,” I groan.

“Isaac, oh… I’m so close,” she cries out, and my eyes close for a moment as I feel her walls start to flutter.

“Mmm tell me more. Are you going to shower my cock with your juices, will they drip on my balls?” I ask, my voice strangled as she tightens even more.

She’s going to kill me. This is how I die. Gods, it’ll be worth it though.

“Yes… your thick cock is splitting me in two,” Silla says hesitantly, shuddering as she gets closer to her release.

Fuck, even her dirty talk is perfect. I need more of it.

“I want to last longer, but I may fill your pussy with my cum as you milk my cock. I want you to stay with me tonight. Please…. Gods, you’re so damn close. Let go Baby. We have all the time in the world. Scream for me,” I plead, gritting my teeth as I force myself to open my eyes.

Silla gasps, her mouth open in a silent scream as her body convulses from the power of her orgasm. Her pussy creams around me, just like I knew it would, triggering my orgasm.

Groaning, my hips circle, hitting her G-spot perfectly. “Oh, fuck!” Silla keens, as I somehow set off another orgasm, and I roar in satisfaction.

I don’t care how much of a caveman I’m behaving like right now, I love knowing that her pussy is going to be puffy and filled with my cum.

The two of us collapse in the chair, chests panting as we struggle to regulate our breaths.

“Still doing okay?” I ask, not bothering to pull my dick out of her as I wrap my arms around her.

“More than okay,” she wheezes, and my lips curl as I snuggle against her.

“Will you sleep with me tonight?” I ask, my heart pounding in time with her.

“Yes. I don’t think my legs would carry me anyway after that,” Silla confesses breathlessly.

A knock sounds on my door and I groan, picking up my phone to see if Gray messaged me. There aren’t any notifications and I blow out a breath of annoyance.

“I need to see who that is. I’ll meet you in the shower, Beautiful,” I murmur, gently pulling myself free, relishing the whimper she releases as I do. “I’ll get you clean so I can dirty you back up, yeah? I also had Patty give me more bandages so I can take care of your wrists.”

Standing with shaky legs, she smiles over her shoulder. “You thought about everything, I see,” she teases softly.

My eyes are trained between her legs, loving how my cum looks staining the inside of them.

“I’m a planner, but I’m not expecting whoever is outside. Let me see who it is?” I don’t want her to hide, but I’m aware that this is what I’m asking.