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Grayson

Cherries. She tastes like motherfucking cherries.

My cock is so hard it’s leaking, but I ignore it, intent on pleasuring her.

I lick and suck on her perfect little titties, savoring the sweet moans that leave her lips.

And I can’t stop the nonsense that’s spewing from my lips.

“Perfect little angel. All I want is to take care of you. Spank you and spoil you rotten. Fill you up with you cock until you can’t take anymore.”

Her gasp is innocent and confirms my suspicions that she’s never been with a man before.

That’s about to change.

I slide my hand down her trembling body, relishing the silky softness of her skin. When I reach the junction between her thighs, I find her soaking wet. Fuck. The knowledge that I've done this to her, made her this aroused, nearly drives me insane with lust.

"So wet for me already, little one," I growl against her neck. "Has anyone ever touched you here before?"

She shakes her head, biting her lip. The sight makes my cock throb painfully.

"Use your words," I command, circling her clit with my thumb.

"N-no," she whimpers. "Never."

A possessive growl rumbles in my chest. "Good. This tight little pussy is all mine."

I slide a finger inside her, groaning at how incredibly tight she is. She cries out, her back arching off the bed. I pump my finger in and out slowly, watching her face contort with pleasure.

"That's it, sweetheart. Let go for me. Show me how good I make you feel."

Her innocence is intoxicating. Every moan, every shudder of her body feeds the primal need inside me. I want to corrupt her, to ruin her for any other man.

And I will. By the time I'm done with her, she'll never want anyone else.

I curl my finger inside her, seeking that special spot that'll make her see stars. When I find it, her reaction is instant and breathtaking. She cries out, her back arching off the bed like a bowstring pulled taut.

"That's it, little one. Let me hear you," I growl, my voice rough with need.

I add a second finger, stretching her tight little pussy. She's so wet, so responsive to my touch. I pump my fingers in and out, curling them on each stroke to hit that sweet spot inside her. My thumb circles her clit, alternating between light teasing touches and firm pressure.

Lily writhes beneath me, her hips rocking against my hand. Her breathy moans fill the room, driving me wild. I'm achingly hard, my cock straining against my zipper, but I ignore my own need. This is all about her.

"G-Grayson," she whimpers, her voice high and needy. "I feel...oh god..."

"That's it, sweetheart. Let it build. Don't fight it."

I increase the pace of my fingers, watching in awe as she climbs higher and higher. Her chest heaves, those perfect tits bouncing with each ragged breath. A light sheen of sweat covers her flushed skin, making her glow in the dim light.

"Look at me," I command, and those big innocent eyes lock onto mine. The trust and vulnerability I see there nearly undoes me. "Good girl. Now come for me. Show me how good I make you feel."

With a keening cry, she shatters. Her pussy clenches around my fingers as waves of pleasure wrack her body. I work her through it, drawing out her orgasm until she's trembling and oversensitive.

The sight of her coming on my fingers is the most erotic thing I've ever seen. My cock throbs painfully, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from losing it in my pants like a horny teenager.

When the aftershocks subside, I gently withdraw my fingers. Unable to resist, I bring them to my mouth and suck them clean, groaning at her sweet taste.

Lily watches me with heavy-lidded eyes, her chest still heaving. She looks thoroughly debauched—hair mussed, lips swollen, skin flushed. And I'm the one who did this to her. The possessive pride that surges through me is almost overwhelming.

"Beautiful," I murmur, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "So fucking beautiful when you come for me like a good little girl."

She gives me a shy, sated smile that makes my heart clench. Fuck. I'm in way over my head with this girl.

But as I look down at her, I know there's no going back. She's mine now, and I'll move heaven and earth to keep her.

Lily's eyes flicker downward, landing on the obvious bulge in my pants. Her teeth worry at her lower lip, a gesture so innocent yet maddeningly erotic. Hesitantly, she reaches out, her small hand hovering just above my straining zipper.

"Can I...?" she whispers, her voice barely audible.

I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Her palm presses against my cock, and I have to stifle a groan. Even through the fabric, her touch is electric.

"It's so hard," she murmurs, exploring the shape of me with tentative fingers. Her eyes widen. "And big."

Pride surges through me at her words. I want to show her just how big, want to watch those pretty lips stretch around me. But I hold back, letting her explore at her own pace.

"Grayson?" Her voice is soft, uncertain. "Can I...can I see it? I've never..."

The admission shatters what remains of my control. With a growl, I capture her lips in a bruising kiss, swallowing her surprised gasp. My hands fumble with my belt, desperate to free myself from the confines of my pants.

When I finally spring free, Lily's eyes go wide. She stares, transfixed, as I wrap a hand around my shaft and give it a slow stroke.

"Touch me," I rasp, guiding her small hand to my cock. "Wrap those pretty little fingers around me."

She obeys, her grip tentative at first. I show her how to stroke me, guiding her movements until she finds a rhythm. The sight of her delicate hand on my cock is almost more than I can take.

"That's it, sweetheart," I groan. "Just like that."

Lily grows bolder, exploring every inch of me with wide-eyed curiosity. When her thumb brushes over the sensitive head, collecting the bead of pre-cum there, I nearly lose it.

"You're leaking," she observes, fascinated.

"That's what you do to me, little one," I growl. "You make me so fucking hard. I’m leaking for you. All this cum boiling up in my balls is just for you, baby."

Her cheeks flush at my words, but she doesn't look away. Instead, she leans closer, studying my cock with rapt attention. The warmth of her breath ghosts over my sensitive skin, making me twitch in her grasp.

"It's...beautiful," she whispers, and the awe in her voice nearly undoes me.

I can't take it anymore. With a growl, I pull her into my lap, grinding my bare cock against her soaked panties. She gasps, her hips instinctively rocking against me.

"Feel that?" I rasp in her ear. "Feel how hard you make me? This is all for you, sweetheart. All because of you."

Lily whimpers, clinging to my shoulders as she grinds herself down on me. Her movements are jerky and inexperienced and all the more hotter for it.

Goddamn .

I can't take it anymore. With a growl, I flip us over, pinning Lily beneath me. Her eyes widen, a mix of excitement and nervousness flickering across her face. I capture her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her soft moan as I grind my cock against her soaked panties.

"Grayson," she whimpers when I release her mouth. "I want...I need..."

"What do you need, little one?" I rasp, nipping at her neck. "Tell me."

Her cheeks flush crimson, but she meets my gaze. "You. Inside me. I think. Please."

Those innocent words nearly shatter my control. With shaking hands, I hook my fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly drag them down her legs. She lifts her hips to help, and I groan at the sight of her bare pussy, glistening with arousal.

"So fucking beautiful," I murmur, running a finger through her folds. She gasps, hips bucking. "Are you sure about this, sweetheart? Once I'm inside you, there's no going back. You'll be mine."

Lily nods, biting her lip. "I'm sure. I want you, Grayson. Only you."

That's all I need to hear. I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock nudging her slick folds. "This might hurt at first," I warn her. "But I promise I'll make it good for you."

She nods again, wrapping her arms around my neck. I push forward slowly, groaning as her tight heat envelops me inch by agonizing inch. Lily whimpers, her nails digging into my shoulders. I pause, letting her adjust, peppering her face with gentle kisses.

"You're doing so well, little one," I murmur. "So perfect for me. Just relax."

When I feel her tension ease, I push forward again, finally hilting myself inside her. We both moan at the sensation. She's so fucking tight, like a velvet vise gripping my cock. It takes every ounce of willpower not to start pounding into her.

"You okay?" I pant, searching her face.

Lily nods, a dazed smile curving her lips. "I feel so full," she whispers. "It's...amazing."

Pride and possessiveness surge through me. I start to move, setting a slow, gentle rhythm. Each thrust draws breathy moans from her lips, stoking the fire in my veins. Her hips rise to meet mine, instinctively chasing more pleasure.

"That's it, sweetheart," I growl. "Take my cock. You were made for this. Made for me."

My words seem to ignite something in Lily. She arches her back, pressing her soft breasts against my chest as she wraps her legs around my waist. The new angle lets me sink even deeper, and we both groan at the sensation.

"Grayson," she whimpers, her nails raking down my back. "More. Please."

I'm powerless to resist her plea. My hips snap forward harder, faster, driving into her tight heat again and again. The room fills with the sounds of our pleasure—skin slapping against skin, breathless moans, and filthy words I can't seem to hold back.

"So fucking perfect," I growl, nipping at her neck. "Your tight little pussy was made for my cock. You're mine now, Lily. All mine."

She cries out, her inner walls fluttering around me. "Yours," she gasps. "Only yours."

Those words push me dangerously close to the edge. I slip a hand between us, finding her swollen clit with practiced ease. Her whole body jerks at the contact.

"Come for me again, little one," I command, circling the sensitive bud. "Let me feel you fall apart on my cock."

It only takes a few more thrusts before she shatters, crying out my name as waves of pleasure wrack her body. The sight of her coming undone, combined with the vice-like grip of her pussy, sends me hurtling over the edge right after her.

I bury myself deep inside her with a roar, my cock pulsing as I fill her with my cum.

Mine, mine, mine , chants a primal voice in my head.

She’s motherfucking mine now.