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his thrusts were rhythmic— using momentum to slam himself balls deep into your cunt with every snap of his hips.
the pleasure became so overwhelming that a signal rushed to your leg to kick him involuntarily. he stops. his cock was steel buried into your soppy folds but he doesn't move.
you didn't mean to kick him away, but you did, and now, he's not so happy with you.
he grunts, a look of disbelief flashing over his face. "what was that? are ya' trying to run from my cock?"
"n—no, at least not on purpose," you whine. "i-i just—"
"does it hurt that bad? is it too big for you?" he cuts you off. "save your excuses, you're going to take it. besides, did ya' really think you can run from me?"
he hooks an arm underneath your back to lift you flushed against him, tightly locking you in the position, while the other moved to lift one of your legs that was so desperate to prevent him front continuing.
your body moves quickly to stop him but he's too strong.
"look at ya', fightin' me and all," he coos, watching in amusement as your helpless body limps as it realises you have no choice but to take him. "that's it, good girl."
the moniker makes you twitch underneath him. the angle gave him an advantage of easier access, which made it easier to assault your g-spot until you shook in his arms. his depredation on your already sore pussy kept going on.
"ha-ah, you tried to run before but now you're taking me so well," he teases, feeling as your hole flutters around him so cathartically.
the pleasure coils up in your abdomen, feeling as if you were about to combust. the lower part of your body ached as the sound of his member squelching into you reverberated around the room lewdly.
you moaned endlessly. "i-i'm sorry! i seriously— fuck— didn't mean to!" you try to reconcile with him but his pace only goes faster.
your pants grew faster as pain started to build up in your muscles from being stuck in a suspended position. your hands clawed at his back, trying to relieve the tension building up in your body.
"if you really are, you're going to take it, right? milk me dry until you're filled to the brim?" he responds, a grin decorating his lips. "or is it too much? are you going to kick me again? well, it's not gonna work."
you shake your head desperately as the sounds of skin slapping grows louder and increasingly rapid.
"take it, take it." he demands, giving you the last hard thrusts before letting you cum all over, bits of it spilling from the minute gaps.
he lets go of you, dropping you back onto the bed with a soft thud. you push yourself to lean onto the pillows, but he's quick to grab you again.
"no— no, we're not done until i say so," he grabs your hips before you fully collapsed onto the soft mattress that you yearned for.
and you feel the intrusion of his cock again, full of desire and hunger.
and he's not going to be so nice this time.