Page 26 of Silken Chains
“Span- spank me,” I barely manage to whisper, my voice trembling with anticipation.
Victor’s eyes glint with a mix of desire and command. “Beg for it, kiska. Say ‘please.’”
As soon as I do, he flips me onto my stomach and begins spanking me hard and fast, alternating between each cheek while I grind my breasts against the sofa.
A gasp of delight escapes my lips, turning into a tremulous, ecstatic sob as I spread out my hands and grip tightly onto the soft leather. “Oh, fuck!”
Suddenly, he stops and plunges his fingers deep inside of me, grinning as he feels my dripping arousal. “I’m going to fuck this tight pussy of yours until it’s screaming,” he rumbles, his voice thick with desire.
“Please,” I gasp in response, feeling my walls clench around his fingers in anticipation.
I had no idea that raunchy talk could be such a turn-on for me.
“Ask for it properly,” he commands.
“Please! Please fuck me! I need you to fuck me!” I beg desperately.
Hearing me plead like that drives him wild.
Without hesitation, he aligns himself at my back. With a firm grasp on my hips, he pulls me onto all fours and unzips his pants. His cock springs out, fully erect and glistening with pre-cum, beckoning me closer.
“Is this what you want, Laura?”
“Yes,” I gasp at the size of his cock. “I want… want your cock inside of me.”
“Say please, Laura.” He reaches over to the nightstand and retrieves a condom, sliding it on his hard cock with practiced ease. I can hardly contain my desire as he teases me with his length against my clit.
“Please,” I beg, my body craving his touch.
Smacking my ass with his throbbing cock, he says, “This is what you do to me.”
I moan in response, already feeling the familiar ache between my thighs. “Please, yes, please,” I whimper, needing him inside me. He obliges, positioning himself between my legs. I can feel my arousal dripping onto my thighs as I arch up to meet him.
“Look at you, so fucking wet.” With a husky groan, he enters me, filling me completely.
“Ah!” I jolt, caught off guard.
“You’re mine, kiska,” he reminds me in between thrusts, claiming me with each powerful movement.
My body is soaked in sweat as he grabs my waist, thrusting into me with a primal force. I can feel my orgasm building, bubbling just beneath the surface, and I know it won’t be long until I explode again.
“Victor, yes, yes! Fuck, yes.” Lost in the pleasure of being taken by him, I moan his name over and over.
He leans down to whisper in my ear, his hot breath fanning over my neck. “You like it rough, don’t you, Laura?” he growls.
No, I shouldn’t… But I never knew I liked it this intense.
“Yes,” I moan, unable to form any coherent words as pleasure overtakes me.
With a guttural growl, he grabs my breasts and squeezes them with bruising force. His fingers twist my nipples until they throb with pain while he relentlessly pounds into me, his cock filling every inch of my insides.
“Oh, my God, I’m so close…” My body is on fire, teetering on the edge of another earth-shattering orgasm as he thrusts harder and deeper.
He responds by slamming into me with such force that my body rattles against the sofa.
“Fuck,” he groans, reaching around to rub circles on my clit with his thumb. The added sensation pushes me over the edge, and I scream out in ecstasy.
His thrusts become almost frenzied, each one hitting a new spot inside of me that sends sparks shooting through my veins. I can’t hold back the intense waves of pleasure that crash over me, and I feel a burst of wetness pulsing within me.
