14 parts Ongoing Mature"to the girls who fantasise about being dominated and fucked into oblivion"
you know why you're here and you know i will deliver.
will contain mature scenes and also i dont want your opinions
"Please," you whispered, breathless, barely able to form the word.
"Mm." He smirked, pressing a little harder, a little deeper, his fingers slick and effortless as they teased, tormented, coaxed more heat from your trembling body. "That was cute, baby. But I think you can do better than that."
He leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, his voice nothing but dark, molten silk.
"Beg me properly."
"Beg me like you mean it, baby."
"Please," you whisper, and I arch a brow.
"Please what?" I murmur, pressing my fingers just barely inside before pulling them back again, smirking when you whimper, when your whole body tenses in frustration.
"Please let me have it," you gasp, voice trembling, eyes wide, needy.
"Mm." I hum, tilting my head. "Let you have what, baby? My fingers? My mouth? My cock?" I lean in, my lips brushing your jaw, my breath hot against your skin. "Be specific, or I'll make you wait all fucking night."
You groan, frustration mixing with desperation, your thighs shaking, your hands gripping at my arms, your body pleading even when your words fail you.
"Tell me, baby." My voice drops lower, my fingers moving just enough to tease, to torture. "How do you want me to ruin you?"
You exhale shakily, your hands gripping at my arms, nails digging into my skin as you finally break.
"I need you," you gasp, eyes pleading, voice raw. "I need your fingers, I need your cock, I need all of you-please."
And fuck, baby-that's what I wanted.
