"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦
Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius...
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At his confession, he slowly pushed inside of me. I grimaced in pain and could feel my back arching up to accommodate his cock. He lifted my leg so my knee was pressed against my breast as he continued to thrust inside of me until I could feel the base of his shaft against me.
There was a harsh pressure I could feel in my core. Despite the pain, I felt full. Reluctantly, he pulled back just to slowly push back in. With every movement he made, I cringed at the sharp pain it brought.
"Relax, baby," he whispered. I tried to relieve some of the tension in my body, but his cock was touching my cervix. All I could feel and think about was him inside of me.
Saint leaned down to capture my lips. As he did, his hand moved down to my clit where he began to massage my bud soothingly. I jolted against his cock, moaning at the pleasure he was bringing to my clit. I couldn't help but melt at the sensations.
He then began to move inside of me again. Thrusting in and out as slowly as possible. The pain slowly went away and replacing that feeling was immense pleasure. I moaned as he began to go faster on my clit, and I pushed my hips up to get more of him inside of me. The sounds of my pussy squelching around him were all I could hear.
Saint began to go faster. Thrusting in and out of me like a mad man. He stopped what he was doing with my clit, and instead, grabbed my thighs where he pushed both of them against my chest as he continued to pummel inside of me.
He sat up, giving me the perfect view of his body, his blue piercing eyes, his tattoos, and most importantly his cock that was ramming in and out of me. There was blood residue around his shaft, but if he noticed, he most certainly didn't care.
He let go of one thigh to grab my neck where he forced me to lean up.
"Look at that," he demanded, letting me see him inside me. His thrusts began to get harder and deeper. My eyes were practically rolling in the back of my head as he rolled his hips against me.
"Look at who this pussy belongs to," he said. His grip on my throat got tighter and tighter to the point I could barely breathe. I was sure I was squeezing him so tightly as I did my best to get oxygen back into my lungs. I shouldn't have been so excited to practically pass out from the lack of air, but damn it felt so good. I looked up into his eyes, watching the fire of passion and lust combust within them. It went from sounds of squelching to my thighs and ass slapping against him with each stroke.
Suddenly, he pulled out of me and he let go of my neck. My breathing was heavy as I tried to calm my racing while also doing my best to breathe.
My pussy felt empty and hungry for more of him. I looked down to see his dick was impossibly thicker and longer. He flipped me over onto my back and quickly slid himself back inside of me.
His cock was hitting places I never thought were possible. I hid my face into his blanket, trying to hold back my screams as he fucked time to oblivion. My eyes we're getting glassy with tears threatening to spill from them. Saint reached up and ripped my bra from my body. I squealed in excitement as he gripped my breast and used them to fuck me harder. He then smacked my ass again and again, massaging my vaginal walls, and moaning.
