He smirked at me again.
“Ok? Is that all you’re going to say?”
I looked at him confused. What did he want from me? Was my giving him consent not enough?
Grabbing my wrists he brought his face closer to mine, breathing deeply.
“I want you to say it; I want you to tell me you want me to f**k that tight little p***y of yours” he whispered, his breaths coming out heavy.
“I want you to f**k me” I told him.
He shook his head at me and ground himself harder against me. I closed my eyes in pleasure.
“Say it all. I want to hear my words come out of your mouth just the way I told you.”
Knowing I wouldn’t get what I wanted without giving him what he wanted, I gave in.
“I want you to f**k this tight little p***y of mine” I breathed into his wide mouth.
Grabbing me by the back of my head,
