Page 83 of Illicit Games

“I am, baby.”

“The pain is lessening.” Her thighs press against my sides. “I can feel you beating inside me.”

My dick twitches at her sweet voice.

She goes crimson, eyelashes fluttering shyly. “I felt it.”

“Do you like my cock throbbing inside your pussy?” I’m testing my restraint by asking filthy questions. Torturing myself while I stay still deep in her tight heat. Yet I can’t keep my mouth shut. “Do you like having me at your mercy?”

“Yes, your cock is touching places my fingers didn’t. And I lovebeingat your mercy, not the other way around.”

Her sultry admission ignites my soul.

“Have you adjusted, Rainbow?” I demand huskily.

Her tongue peeks out to lick her tempting mouth. “Yes. Make love to me, Kian.”

Without easing my grip on her, I gently pull out, watching her expression carefully. Every time a crease appears in the corner of her eyes, I slow down. As hard as her cunt fought to keep me out, it fights twice as hard to hold me in its clutches.

A rough exhale from her lips teases my mouth as I back out to the tip.

I wait for a second before I feed her my cock one thick inch at a time, staring at her face as it contorts in pain and pleasure. “That’s it, little siren. Take all of me.”

Ecstasy shoots in my veins.

My groin pressed against hers, I roll my hips and grind right against her clit. A moan erupts from her throat, sending a rush down my spine.

Pressing her joined hands into the pillow, I rest my forehead against her as I glide out and thrust back into her tightening walls.

“You feel so good, Kian,” she purrs. “Even the hurt is driving me mad.”

“Fuck! Tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked.”

“I need to touch you.” Her fingers flex in my grip. “Please.”

I let her hands go and grasp the sides of her waist. Holding her down, I pull out but don’t plunge back in. She tries to tilt her hips to suck my dick in, but my harsh grip doesn’t allow her to. “Ask for it.”

“Please give me your dick,” she pleads, scratching my back with her nails. “Please. Don’t stop now. I need your cock.”

I give her just the tip.

“Kian!”

I disregard her whine. “I said ask for it, not beg.”

“Give memycock.”

I drive deep, filling her up. “You own me too, Iris. Don’t ever forget it.”

“Ahh! Yes.” Curling her fingers around the back of my neck, she yanks my mouth to hers. “Mine.”

I thrust my tongue past her lips, ravaging her, hard and bruising. As I fuck her slowly, deeply, and relentlessly, her pussy gushes like a river, easing my entry on every plunge.

The size of my girth draws a painful hitch in her breath, yet her greedy sounds keep rising the longer I drive in and out of her little hole.

It’ll take months of fucking her every chance I can get until it wanes.

I’m desperately looking forward to breaking her in until I no longer have to give her time to adjust and shove in her pussy to the hilt.