admiring his work

; chapter six

"you want me to fuck you, huh?"
he asked confidently.
"y-yes, so fucking bad, please sir i'll be a good boy i promise."
you beg, looking up at him and pleading. he looms over you, and he almost melts at the sight of you so needy for him.
"don't worry pup, ill fuck you til you cant remember your own name, got it?"
he whispered in your ear, hot breath traveling down your neck. he kissed your neck, up and down the sensitive skin, making you whine every now and then. suddenly, he nipped at an especially sensitive area, pulling a high pitched whimper from your throat.
"god— right there please.. please sir..."
you plead breathily. he smiles against the skin turning deep red, knowing that he's found it. he begins to suck and kiss and bite that area, making you squirm against his touches.
"please keep— going please.."
you choked on your own whines. once he decided that was good enough, he traveled down your shoulders, to your chest, down to your stomach, and finally down to your throbbing dick. you hid your face in embarrassment of him being so close to you.
"aww, is the needy little slut embarrassed of himself? how pathetic."
he slapped your face with no warning, making you moan loudly. it even shocked him with how much you enjoyed being slapped.
"i cant make you crumble anymore—i need you."
he said hastily as he pushed your legs up away from him. he softly gripped his cock to align it with you.
"are you ready? are you okay with this love?"
he asked sweetly. you look him in the eyes
"i want you so fucking bad, please just fuck me." he smirks as he pushes himself into you, sending waves of pain through your body. you yelp quietly, not expecting it to hurt so bad.
"you're doing so well, so fucking good for me."
he whispered, out of breath from how good you felt already.