Page 27 of Corrupted By You

Such a prettylittle whore for her master.

God, you’re so sweet.

I love the way you taste, Darla.

“Please, Master.” Darla couldn’t get enough of me or my words. Her pussy slipped against the underside of my cock and her clit rubbed against my dick tip. Every nerve ending in my body sparked. We both groaned. A shiver rolled through her as she began rocking against my shaft, giving outercourse a whole new meaning. “Feels so good. I want to come again.”

“Grind against my cock, Darla. Take what you need. I want to watch you come again.”

Her swollen folds swept against my cock and I could feel that greedy little clit grinding up and down, up and down as she sought her pleasure. Her forehead mashed against mine. “You feel so perfect.”

“So do you.” I kissed her softly and grabbed chunks of her ass, helping her move over me.

I thrust my tongue into her mouth, fucking it with no finesse. She rode me lazily until her gaze flew beyond me. A look of mild horror inched on her face. “A-Are you sure they can’t—”

I clasped her neck, forcing her to meet my wild gaze. “No one can see above. We’re safe.”

“Zeno—”

“You unraveled is a sight only for me,” I growled. My hips bucked beneath her and she bounced like an equestrian riding a horse. Her eyes rolled back from the pleasure. “Should have known you’d be a hot little fuck underneath that prissy attitude. The next time you cross your legs and sip your cherry martini in front of me, remember this is how the night ends for us.” I pinched her nipple and swatted her tit. “You, naked, and that tight pussy sitting over my dick like it’s your throne. Now show me how you’d fuck me if I were inside of you, you goddamned brat.”

Darla trembled and pressed her knuckles into my pecs, riding the underside of my cock like it was her personal surfboard. I used my hand on her throat like a collar to guide her, slapping her ass in encouragement. She moaned, smalluhsdropping from that kiss-swollen mouth. “Just like that, Darla. You’re going to make me come so fucking good.”

Her thighs shook and her breasts bobbed with each jerk as she neared her completion. Gazing down at me with a glazed look, she whimpered, “I’mcoming.”

Darla was a sight to behold when she let go.

Tears in her eyes. Expression like a greedy goddess getting her due. Warm cunt spasming over my cock.

I groaned, utterly undone, and came alongside her, my cum releasing all over my abs and chest.

The room was quiet with our rough breathing.

Darla’s eyes sought mine like she was just waking up from a dream and that soft look fissured my chest.

My cum squished between us as I shot up in a sitting position with her in my lap. I moved her hair behind her ear. “You were such a good girl for your first time, baby.”

She smiled and said, “You and your big dick weren’t too bad either.”

Once again, I chuckled and she glued her mouth to mine, letting the sound trickle inside of her.

A phone vibrated in the background.

Darla tore away, the fog from her eyes clearing as she came back to reality.

“Oh, I…I have to get going,” she said. “I almost forgot.”

I mapped my hands over her torso, wanting her to stay. “What’s your real name?”

I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d given me a pseudo one.

This night would amount to nothing, but I wanted the real name of the first woman who’d ever called me beautiful. The next time loneliness crept through my door, I wanted to remember this perfect memory and know that, for a short period of time, someone had seen me as more than a monster.

Darla untangled herself from me and rose on shaky legs. I tried to grab for her. She was too quick, pacing to the other side of the room where her discarded dress lay. “It really is Darla. I didn’t lie about that.”

“Don’t go yet.” I told her, grabbing brand-new wipes to clean the drying cum off me.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Zeno.”