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"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
Cupid's Chokehold / Breakfast in America - Gym Class Heros
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"As much as I love it when you beg, you know the rules, angel. You only cum on three things: my mouth, my fingers, or my cock. A vibrator is none of those things."
The feeling died down, so he puts the wand back onto my clit, much to my pleasure and displeasure.
He keeps going: Taking it off when I'm about to cum, and putting it back on when the feeling is nearly gone, turning it up every few rounds.
Somewhere about around seven, tears begin to spill from my eyes and my body shakes uncontrollably.
"Please!" I beg. "I can't hold it anymore. Please, sir! Let me Cum."
We lock eyes. His are fighting back against something. He's trying to keep up the strength that never seems to drop.
Suddenly his eyes shift to lust. But not his usual controlled lust. He lacks control now. He's acting on pure instinct.
"Fuck!" He softly curses. "On the outside I control you, but inside I'm a slave to you." With that, he tosses the vibrator aside and pushes two fingers inside my pussy.
"Fuck I'm gonna cum" I moan at the feeling instantly of his fingers, His response is to put his mouth on me, and I finally cum.
Harder than I ever have in my life, to the point where my vision blurs and my ears ring loudly.
I'm shaking, moaning, nearly screaming, and he just keeps going, dragging it out for as long as he can.
When the feeling eventually dies down and my pussy stops contracting, he pulls away. Standing at the foot of the bed he pulls his shirt off, his full body now exposed to me, before going to undo my restraints carefully.
When I'm free, he hooks his arm around my waist to pull me up, supporting my weight, because god knows I can't, before he devours my lips in a sweetly rough and hungry motion.
My hands go to his shorts, but before I can even get the button undone, he lets go of me and gives me a gentle nudge so I'm lying on my back, looking up at him towering over me as he undoes the button himself before slowly pulling the zipper down.
He kneels between my spread legs. Keeping direct eye contact, he pulls his cock out.
My breathing hitches.
No matter how many times I've seen it, the pure size of it takes my breath away every time.
Holding it, he brings the tip to my dripping pussy, rubbing it across my pussy but going no further, making me groan in protest, asshole.
He slowly begins to slide into me, I fall back as my eyes roll into the back of my head. He stops mid-entry, teasing, just like I had teased him earlier.
Finally, he pushes in all the way, forcing a moan out of me, his length making me feel full.
"Have you touched yourself while I was away?" He questions with a smirk, he starts thrusting his hips at a slow, steady pace. When I don't reply, Cillian spanks my clit, making me yelp in surprise.
"Answer me, angel".
"No sir. I haven't" I answer honestly.
He seems to believe my answer as he starts picking up speed, thrusting harshly into my pussy, slowly getting faster and faster.
His hand constricts my throat with the perfect force to just take my breath away. Combined with the lightning-fast thrusts, I start feeling a tightness in my stomach "You are mine, do you hear? All mine, and only mine. No one else's. You. Are. My. Woman" He grits through his teeth, I shiver at his possessiveness, "Yes sir" I manage to reply as his hand squeezes my neck more.
He lets go of the grip, suddenly changing rhythm: Several hard thrusts, to drive his point home, making me moan so loud I'm sure I can be heard through the walls.
"Fuck! I'm getting close" I moan as one of his hands moves to my breast gripping it harshly, he groans and grunts out as his speed increases, driving me closer and closer to the edge. His tone tells me he's close too.
"Ohhh fuck, please sir, let me cum" I beg him once again.
"Beg me harder" He growls out "Beg me angel, remind me who you belong to" He taunts,
"Please, sir! Please please please. I'm yours. I'm all yours. I swear"
It all spills out of me as my pussy starts to contract at me holding back my orgasm. The tightness must push him over the edge.
With a deep groan from the centre of his chest creating the voice of a beast, I hear "Cum for me now baby" It's like his voice breaks the wall stopping the orgasm, making it crash over me in giant waves.
Closing my eyes all I can see is colour.
I stop breathing for a good few seconds, making me realise the new warmth in my pussy. Am I dead? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I've died and gone to heaven.
As I start breathing again, I open my eyes and look into Cillians
He looks my body up and down, pleasure in his eyes as He slowly pulls out, and smirks at my pussy.
"Look down," he commands. I obey and see his cum leaking from my pussy onto the sheets below me.
I feel his fingers on my chin, pulling it up, forcing me to look him in the eyes, "I own all of you Willow". He lowers his lips to mine, his kisses are soft, gentle, healing, calming.
Pulling away, he tells me to turn on my stomach.
I comply and he gets off the bed and enters the bathroom. He comes back with a bottle of what looks like lotion.
Softly placing one hand on my ass to gauge the damage causes me to hiss no matter how gentle his touch is.
"Ass up angel."
Obeying his command, he starts administering the cream to my bruised ass.
"You were such a good girl for me tonight. You took your punishments so well, I'm so proud. You're fucking perfect, you know that?" His words of praise warm my body even more.
He puts the bottle on the bedside table as I turn on my side to watch his movements.
He slides into bed, facing me. He brings his fingers to my hair, sweeping a loose strand behind my ear.
"I love you Willow" He mumbles as we stare at each other, "I love you too" I whisper back. He lowers his head to my neck and kisses the crook before inhaling deeply "You're exhausted, roll over."
When I do, he gently pulls my back to his front wrapping one arm around my chest and the other around my stomach holding me close to him as if I was going to disappear.
