My Possessive Hooded Husband

Chapter Three

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My Possessive Hooded Stranger
Chapter Three

*WARNING - SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD. PLEASE BE 16 + TO READ.

*NOTE - SOME PARTS ARE FLASH BACKS. I THINK YOU WILL GATHER THEM YOURSELF AS YOU READ.

*FLASHBACKS ARE IN ITALICS

"Little one...I am so incredibly fücking in love with your little sassy asś."

His arms went tight around my waist, gathering me closer to his chest. "I love you and your little fücking sassy attitude that you acquired out of the fücking blue." A rough chuckle sounded from deep within his chest, "I love you and your sweet little pert asś that you wriggle against me when you're fast asleep," My gasp filled the room as his tongue sneaked out to teasingly flick the lobe of my ear, a shiver raced down my spine. "I love you and your pretty little legs...they will look even prettier wrapped around my waist as I slam into your sweet little hole that I just know has to be as pretty as the rest of you."

I could feel my entire body flush with heat. His words thrilled me and lit a fire in my core. I could feel my juices settling in my panties underneath my asš. I was soaking wet. I needed to touch myself. I needed something plunging deep inside of my body.

Hawk paid no mind to my flushed cheeks and labored breathing and continued his verbal torment. "Is your sweet little hole as pretty as my little princess? As pink as your blushing little cheeks? Is my little ones püssy as hot and wet as her sweet little mouth?" His breath was hot against my neck as he spoke, "Will your tight little snatch enjoy the feel of my tongue thrusting in and out of it nearly as much as your mouth does, Princess?"

My jaw fell slack, and my ears began to ring. My heart was hammering in my chest, my ears, and my head. I could feel my heart beating in my brain. I did not think that was normal. Surely that was not normal. Was that fücking normal?

My man was turning me inside out with need. Desire. I needed him inside of my body. I wanted every single part of him inside of every single hole that I had. I wanted his tongue thrusting inside of my wet snatch and his fingers pumping my tight aśš. I wanted his c*ck slamming against the back of my throat with his bålls slapping my chin. I wanted every single part of my man and I wanted him in every single way that I could possibly imagine. The thousands of fantasies that I had conjured in my mind would not even be enough to quench my desires for him. I could have him inside of my body every single day for the rest of my days, and not even that would be enough. I would never be able to have enough of Arson. We had only kissed and yet I already knew.

A hot tongue licked down the side of my neck and pulled me from my thoughts with a husky chortle. "Baby girl, you are being so naughty. Tsk tsk tsk..." He gently clasped the back of my neck with his left hand, as his right moved to rest upon my thigh, "Not listening like a good little girl when you are being spoken to." His fingers gripped my thigh tightly as he spoke, reprimanding me. I could feel the flesh of my thigh beneath his fingers tingling from his tight grip, my skin was turning an angry shade of red. 

A soft chuckle escaped him as I placed my hands upon his to try to ease his harsh grip on my tender flesh. "You were a naughty little princess, baby. I think my little one deserves a little punishment, hm? What do you think, baby girl, do you deserve a punishment?" He gently turned my head with his hand on the back of my nape to stare softly down upon my face, waiting for an answer to his question.

My labored breathing could not longer be considered breathing. I was panting. Like a b!tch in heat. Oh my Lanta. "P-p-punish-ishment? A p-p-punishment, Hawk?" His eyes were blown open wide, his nostrils flared, his jaw set. My man looked as though he were ready to lift me in the air and plunge me down upon his d!ck without so much as a warning. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him. He wanted to fvck my tight pvssy raw all the way into oblivion.