His Broken Submissive : Mercy

49 Use Me

Jonathan

"Be my good girl and give me another," I coax.

I lay back with Izzy wrapped around my hips. Her face is flushed and her body glowing from her last orgasm yet I'm already pushing her for another.

Izzy's legs still quiver but she has me hungry for more. I can see the debate in her eyes but I want this to be her decision... her choice to bend to my needs.

Time ticks by at a snail's pace as she leans forward, bracing herself against my chest as her head hangs. Izzy is spent, she's battling against her exhaustion but her sapphire gaze burns with determination.

She shifts her weight forward and lifts her ass to hover over me. Her slick folds tease me, begging me to flex my hips and claim what's mine but this is her moment...

Izzy doesn't move her gaze from mine as she carefully starts to sink down on my cock. It's torture, wanting her to take it all at once and finish what we started.

Her eyes roll back and she sucks in a shaky breath as she bottoms out. She takes a moment to adjust and then looks at me once more.

"Fuck me," I order. Izzy clenches around me and I can't help but grin. My dirty little angel loves it when I'm crude with her even if it leaves her glowing scarlet.

She starts to rush her movements but my hands on her hips still her instantly. Her wide eyes lock on mine like she's afraid she's done something wrong.

"Show me how good it feels to ride me," I clarify. "Use me."

Izzy blushes and turns away. She bites her lip and watches me through her dark lashes like she's embarrassed.

Slowly she starts to move her hips, grinding them against mine. My head drops back against the pillow as her pussy clenches and milks my cock.

"Look at me," I rasp out.

After a few minutes, she finds her rhythm and picks up her pace. She struggles against her fluttering lashes to keep her gaze trained on mine. Her pupils are blown, leaving her lusty gaze nearly black as she hits her stride.

My breathing gets shallow as I struggle to hold back. Her eyes roll back and her head lulls skyward as she gets lost in her pleasure. I groan, taking in the vision that is this perfect woman as she nears her peak.

Izzy lays her hands on mine and guides my hands from her hips up her sides to cup her breasts. I'm only too eager to eager to explore her, savouring each time her breath hitches or she bites her lip as my fingertips skim across her most sensitive places.

She leans back, bracing her hands on my thighs as she focuses all of her attention on her hips. Izzy pants and moans as I knead her breasts, lightly rolling her nipples between my finger and thumb.

"God, just like that," I moan. Every movement brings us closer to ecstasy and I can't hold back any longer.

I sit up, pull her closer and capture her lips with mine. Izzy gasps but recovers and throws her arms around my neck as she presses her breasts against my chest.

Her walls quiver around me as I grind her hips harder and faster with mine. Izzy's movements lose her coordination as exhaustion swamps her.

"Hold it." I feel her right on the edge and need her to come with me. She hangs on, eyes locked on mine silently pleading.

Every whimper, moan and cry is like music to my ears. My groin tightens and my breathing catches as I near my high.

"Eyes on me." She forces her body to obey and I get lost in those sapphire eyes. She's laid bare for me. Gone are her doubt and worries, there's just Izzy, happy and content, at peace. "Come for me."