She was still only wearing those tiny shorts, and I curled my fingers around the waistband. My patience and sanity were going out the window in light of the feast spread out before me.
I ripped the sorry excuse for pants down her legs, ignoring her shocked squeal and palmed the globes of her exposed ass. Her flesh dented under my fingertips, and I knew there would be small bruises there tomorrow.
A primal sort of satisfaction rushed through me at the thought of marking her over and over again. After weeks of longing for her and fucking my fist with her name on my lips, she was finally in my grasp.
“Fuck, I’ve been dreaming about this moment.” I toyed with the thin strap of her thong. “I’m going to fucking wreck this pretty pussy.”
Addy turned her head so her face was no longer pressed into the sheets. “Oh, yeah? You sure about that? Because I…” — She arched her back, backing her ass up against my erection — “Well, I think you’re going to be entirely unmemorable.”
I let out an amused huff at her attempt to taunt me as I pulled down the zipper of my jumpsuit, letting the unmistakable sound settle between us. She squirmed, and I’d bet one of my fucking nuts she was dripping wet for me.
I hummed and lifted one boot onto the edge of the bed to untie it, then repeated the process with the other. Casually, as if I had all the time in the world and my dick wasn’t leaking pre-cum like a goddamn broken faucet, I slipped my arms out of the jumpsuit sleeves and let the thick material fall to my feet.
“I guess we’ll see,” I drawled nonchalantly, stepping out of my boxers and kicking the pile to the side.
“I guess so,” she snarked, even though her hips were still twitching needily, as if she could barely stop herself from pushing back. “Bet you’re going to be a two-pump chump.”
Fisting my length, I gave it a couple of strokes, squeezed the base and let the shaft slap down between the globes of her ass.
Addy gasped and moved her hips in a way allowing my length to slide ever so slightly between her cheeks. The material of her thong rubbed against the sensitive underside and I grunted at the sensation.
“Yeah? What do you want to bet on it?”
She stilled. My cock was twitching, a drop of clear pre-cum landing on her smooth skin and I fought the urge to rub it in.
“What do you want?” she panted.
Should I let her in on the secret that I already have all I wanted right in front of me? Yeah, I couldtakeit, and I would. But wouldn’t it be much more fun to make her give it to me willingly?
I chuckled. “Quite the opportunity you’re giving me here, Little Devil. Alright, how about this…” Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of the last barrier between us, I roughly yanked her thong down to her knees. “When I win, you’ll give me any of your delicious little holes, whenever and however I want. How’s that sound, hm? You wanna be my perfect free-use slut?”
Addy sucked in a sharp breath, but from the way her hips had twitched beneath me, I was sure she wasn’t opposed to my proposal. She probably thought sheshouldbe, though, so it was imperative I didn’t allow her too much time to think about it.
Grabbing my erection at the base, I angled it down and let it slap up against her clit. We both moaned when it made an obscene, wet smacking sound as it hit its target.
“Oh my God!” She whimpered.
Fuck me.
“Shit, baby. You’re fucking soaked for me.” I let my shaft glide through her lips at a lazy, languid pace, coating myself in her juices. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me to fuck you senseless and claim all of your perfect holes. Tell me you want to be my fuck toy.”
Spreading her cheeks, I watched my fingers sink into her supple flesh.
“I don’t— I can’t think … I-I … oh, fuck!” She cried out in shock when I spat on her asshole, my thumbs creeping inward and rubbing my saliva into her rim.
“Do you accept the terms of our bet?” I ground out, my controlthisfucking close to snapping.
Sliding through her lips again, I made sure the swollen head of my cock was bumping against her clit while mythumb continued to apply ever-so-slight pressure to her pucker.
“Yes!” She moaned, her desperation dripping from this single syllable, and it felt like salvation.
“Good fucking girl,” I growled, angling my hips just right and sliding home in one fucking go. “Does this count as my first pump, or do we start now?”
My balls were drawing up, but I gritted my teeth and fought through the initial onslaught of lust.
“I-I don’t … I’m not…” Addy stammered, her breath coming in fast pants.
I chuckled and adjusted my grip on her hips.