Chapter 12 ESPECIALLY MY NAME

Chapter 12 ESPECIALLY MY NAME
"That’s it," he muttered darkly, voice low and rough with satisfaction. "Show me how much you need it."

Her breath hitched, her thighs trembling as she moved against him, grinding, aching for him to fill her. Every time his thick length brushed her clit, she gasped, her body jerking uncontrollably.

Leslie’s groan rumbled from deep in his chest and his grip tightening on her ass cheek.

Then stroked himself against her one last time before thrusting forward in a hard and claiming stroke.

"Oh god! Fuck!" Ruby cried out as her walls clenched tightly around him. Her body shook violently and her breath hitching as she tried to steady herself, but the sensation was overwhelming.

Leslie growled with pleasure. He caught her hair and yanked her back, forcing her up so her chest lifted from the mattress while she stayed on her knees.

"Shit!" Ruby’s hands flew up, clutching desperately at his arm muscle for balance with her nails sinking into his skin.

Leslie’s grip on her hair tightened as he pulled out, and drove into her hard, filling her to the hilt. Ruby’s mouth fell open, her moans spilling shamelessly into the air so broken and raw with need.

"Yes! Fuck! Don't stop. Please!"

Her body jolted with every stroke and breasts bouncing as he moved deeper.

"God. Leslie!" she cried, her voice trembling.

His hips snapping forward with a punishing rhythm. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, wet and obscene.

Ruby’s sobs of pleasure every thrust forcing another sound from her throat. "Leslie. Fuck! It's deep! You're so deep!"

She tried to pull forward, overwhelmed, but Leslie’s fist tangled tighter in her hair, yanking her back onto his cock.

"Don't make me warn you again," he snarled.

Her moans grew higher and shattered as he picked up his pace. The mattress creaked under them, her body arching beautifully, trembling with every merciless thrust.

"Sir, please. I can’t—" she gasped, her voice breaking, her thighs shaking violently.

Leslie pressed himself tight against her, his chest hot against her back as his cock slid deep inside her again, stretching her, filling her until she whimpered. The sound of his hips slamming into hers echoed in the room, sharp and relentless.

Ruby’s breath broke into ragged sobs as each thrust wringed another moan out of her. Her body betrayed her pride and every clench of her cunt around him begged for more, dragging him deeper, faster.

"Fuck, Ruby," Leslie growled into her ear, his breath hot, his hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back. "Do you like choking my cock like your sweet pussy was made for it. Huh? Made for your student."

Her eyes fluttered shut, shame and pleasure colliding in her chest.

"Yes. Yes, sir—please don’t stop," she cried, her nails clawing his arms as if she could anchor herself through the storm tearing her apart.

Leslie’s pace grew rougher and punishing with hard thrusts, slamming in and out violently. His hand slid down her front, squeezing her tits. His fingers pinched her nipples until she wailed.

Then his palm pressed flat against her stomach, holding her still while he drove into her harder and deeper.

Ruby sobbed his name with her voice breaking. "Oh. Leslie."

"Yes, Ms Allaire." His growl was low. He tugged her hair so she was forced to arch and forced to meet his punishing rhythm. "You’re not done until I say you are. Beg for me."

Her chest heaved, her moans turning into cries. "Please, sir! Please. Fuck me harder. Make me yours."

Her voice dissolved into a scream as he angled his hips, slamming into the spot inside her that shattered her composure.

Her cunt spasmed around his cock, gripping him tight. Ruby collapsed back against the mattress, her cries spilling into the room. "Oh God! Leslie. Sir. Oh, fuck, I’m coming!"

Leslie snarled at the way she broke beneath him, sweat dripping from his temple, his cock grinding ruthlessly through her climax. His voice was a ragged growl. "Go ahead, baby. Come for me. Come on that fucking cock. That’s what I need."

Her body locked, convulsing around him, every nerve alight, her moans spilling uncontrolled, drenched in desperation and need.

Even as her arms buckled and her strength gave out, Leslie held her down, his thrusts driving deeper, harder, refusing to let her escape the relentless storm he forced her through.

Ruby whimpered his name, her voice weak, broken, surrendering completely. "Leslie…"

Leslie’s lips curled against her flushed skin, his tone both tender and dark. "You have no idea how much I love to hear you scream. Especially my name."

Leslie pulled out suddenly, leaving Ruby empty and gasping. Her body collapsed forward onto the mattress, trembling, her legs shaking uncontrollably. Sweat clung to her skin as she panted for air, every breath a broken whimper.

Leslie’s low chuckle rumbled above her as he leaned over, his shadow engulfing her. He hooked a hand beneath her knee, parting her trembling legs wider.

"Why are you shaking?" he murmured, the edge of amusement sharp in his tone. He kissed along her quivering stomach before lifting his gaze to hers. "Should I stop?"

Leslie smirked before catching one nipple between his lips, sucking hard, his tongue circling mercilessly. His hand kneaded the other breast until Ruby’s back arched and a soft, helpless moan escaped her.

Her fingers instantly flew to his neck, clutching at him but Leslie’s hand caught both her wrists, pinning them firmly against the bed. His gaze locked with hers.

"Keep them there," he ordered, his voice low, commanding.

Ruby swallowed hard, shame and desire flooding her chest as she nodded.

Leslie hummed in approval before lowering his head again, feasting on her tits with a hunger that left her moaning softly, her body straining under his grip.

Then he shifted, spreading her legs wider, his breath brushing against her inner thigh.

His hands hooked under her knees, raising her legs until they rested on his broad shoulders. His cock pressed heavy and hot against her slick entrance.

"I still need to come, Ms. Allaire," he whispered, lining himself up. His eyes lingered on her trembling lips, her flushed skin and every bit of her wrecked form. And then, with one fierce thrust, he drove into her.

Her hands shot to his chest, clawing at his skin as the sudden fullness stole her breath.

"Fuck! That was deep!" she screamed, her legs quivering violently against his shoulders.

Leslie growled, tightening his hold on her thighs, spreading her wider as he pulled back only to slam into her again.

Ruby’s toes curled, her head tossing against the sheets. "Too deep. Wait, oh!" she cried, but the plea dissolved into another broken moan as he pounding harder, faster and merciless.

Her whole body trembled violently as another orgasm ripped through her, tearing her apart at the seams.