Kissing the Killer(131)

“Yes, I really do,” she said, biting her lip as I began to slowly slide my fingers in and out.

“You don’t know how fucking hard that makes me.”

“Let’s find out.” She pushed me away and rolled on top of me, sliding down and unbuttoning my jeans. She pulled them off my legs and tossed them aside.

“Look at you, taking charge,” I said.

“Just trying to do my part.”

I sat up and grabbed her hair, pulling her toward me. I kissed her rough as her hand began to stroke my cock.

“Don’t forget who’s in charge,” I whispered.

“Never.”

I let her go and she pulled off my briefs. She wasted no time in sucking my cock, pressing my thick, hard tip between her lips and sucking it hard.

I loved that she wasn’t playing around. There was something intense in her, serious. Gone was all the uncertainty, gone was any semblance of hesitation. She wanted it, and we both knew it. We didn’t have to pretend like it was wrong because we were stepsiblings or because I was her boss or any other fucking idiotic reason.

I watched her pretty lips slide up and down my dick, and desire flooded through me. I pressed her head down, fucking her mouth. She grabbed her tits, holding them as I fucked her mouth.

She finally pulled back, my cock sliding from her lips with a pop. “God you’re so fucking sexy,” I whispered. “Those lips are unreal.”

“Oh yeah?” she said, stroking my cock, wet from her spit.

I sat up and pulled off my shirt. I saw her bite her lip as she looked at my muscles, my body. I pulled her forward, putting her on all fours. I slipped a hand behind her and began to rub her clit and fuck her pussy with my fingers.

I slapped her ass with my free hand and she moaned. I knew she loved it, so I slapped her again, and harder. “Come on,” she moaned. “Fuck me. Don’t make me wait and beg again.”

I smiled and reached into my nightstand, grabbing a condom. “On your back. Open your legs.”

She did as I asked, legs spread wide. I loved her soaking pussy waiting for me, bare and ready. She watched as I opened the condom and slid it over my cock, moving slowly just to tease her.

Finally, I pulled her hips toward me and eased my cock down between her legs, slipping it deep inside her.

She let out a low, deep moan.

“Ah fuck,” I said. “It’s like you’re tighter every time.”

“I need it, Easton,” she moaned. “Fuck me.”

I grabbed her hips harder and began to thrust, giving her what she wanted. She grabbed her tits, moaning wildly as my thrusts grew deeper, rougher.

“God I love how much you beg for it,” I said. “I love filling this tight, soaked pussy. You make me fucking come fire.”

“Ah, Easton,” she moaned. “I want to come on your thick cock. Keep fucking me.”

I rubbed her clit with one thumb, fucking her deep. She writhed from the pleasure and I loved it.

“You want me to fuck you without mercy? Make you take my thick cock?”

“Please,” she groaned.

“You’re not ready for it.”

“Easton,” she gasped.

I grabbed her hips again and began to fuck her rough. I reached up and held her hands above her head, pinning her down. I kissed her neck, my cock thrusting and sliding into her. Deep slaps of skin filled the room as my cock filled her tight pussy.

“I want to watch you come. I want to get you off until you can’t think anymore,” I whispered.

I held her down as I fucked her rough and deep. She moaned loudly, taking my cock, letting me fill her deep and rough.

I pulled out suddenly, making her gasp. I moved back and pulled her on top of me. “Ride it,” I commanded.

“Fuck, okay.” She wrapped her knees around me.

“No. Like this.” I lifted her up, onto her feet. She leaned forward, hands propping herself up on my chest, as I pushed my cock up and into her.

She moaned into my ear. “Oh shit, Easton. I’m getting so close.”

“Ride it, Laney.” She began to move her knees and hips, moving up and down. I held her ass, supporting her as she moved.

She moaned loudly, her ass slapping against me, as I began to thrust into her. I fucked her hard and rough, using all my strength to press deep into her. She rode me back, working her hips, slamming back down onto my hard cock.

She slipped down onto her knees, pressing me back flat. Her hips began to work in circles, riding and working. I let her set the pace, matching her rhythm with my thrusts.

I could see it was coming. I could feel it in her body. Her eyes shut as I fucked her, feeling her tits and ass.

And then she started to come. She said nothing, only moaned loudly. She couldn’t ride anymore, so I continued thrusting, fucking her through the orgasm, pushing her over the edge and deep into it.