One Kiss less; Lorenzo Berkshire +18

Dirt

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Smut

Belle's pov

He probably thought I gave up when he trapped me between him and the dirt, unable to know which made me dirtier but defined knew what made me wet.

Him.

He fiddled with the hem of my panties. The only thing covering me as my breasts stood bare. The chill air hitting them as I felt my nipples hard, but it was one of these moments where you couldn't make up if you were horny or just cold. But the coldness on your skin and the fire inside of me were giving mixed signals. But I definitely knew what I wanted.
I wanted him. And I wanted him to feel me.

"I still have to punish you for being such a brat" he hissed on my skin as the high hit. His breath was hot on my skin it was like fire, like needles hitting my face. And the pain was something I craved. The hair of my neck stood as I whimpered underneath him. But it was all for a good purpose. I enjoyed him on top of me. But I couldn't picture him begging for more. And I needed it to feel it.

I turned him over as he gasped in surprise. He wasn't expecting that, he wasn't expecting the strength he never knew I had. I held his wrist up above his head as he now leads on the dirt. And I knew he was pleased with me fighting. It turned him on even more. And what turned me on the most U didn't know what would happen afterward, would he punish me? How bad would it be? I was petrified, and that seemed to grow me wet just like on our first date.
How much I hated him for everything he did.
But I didn't know what he exactly did.

I cast a spell to plaster him on the ground so he wouldn't move. And trailed my hands down his body, the pecks dug in his skin as it wasn't even, the feeling was satisfying but I wanted to feel him. And discover every inch of his body with only my hands. I closed my eyes shut and moved my hands softly on him, my nails slightly scratching his delicate smooth skin and his chest moved fast, he was holding his breath and I instantly knew he was nervous.
I made him nervous.

"I know you like it," I smirked knowing he was starring at me, he couldn't get his eyes off of me. And I enjoyed it. I enjoyed only his attention.

I ground on him as his cock hardened beneath me. It hit my clit as I moaned, throwing my head backward, arching my back, I put both my palms on his knees throwing my body harder on his. His groans only made me wetter as I knew he would enjoy it, but he was too stubborn to admit. And I was even more stubborn to give in.

"Tell me you want me to stop" I leaned in and whispered in his ears still moving on him as he groans in my ear, "tell me you want me to stop" I insisted going faster, "I'll stop then, but you'll never lay a finger on me ever again" I whispered hardly audible but his moan confirmed he heard me. It was an angry groan, he was no in the same position as he put me in before.

"Come on daddy." I teased breathing on his lips, "only one word and your cock would feel the pleasure again, you'll be deep inside of me, I know you want it" he was giving in, I knew from the way he squirmed beneath me he wouldn't last long.

"Please!" He begged, his voice soft and his whisper was gentle, but I knew better, "please fuck me, princess, I want to make you feel good".

"How bad do you want it? Because you are nothing for me but a cock to bounce on" I breathed roughly, "you are nothing but for my pleasure, that's what makes you something" my palm went down to his cock stroking it.

I took off his boxers and his cock sprung free as it was begging for the release, the warmness made me sure he wouldn't last long, and the precum only made it better.

I brushed his tip on my entrance teasingly and kept eye contact. "I am still not pleased with the begging daddy. Beg some more for me and be a good boy, you know now one else would fuck you as I do".