Chapter 20 MADDENING SURRENDER

Chapter 20 MADDENING SURRENDER
Ruby collapsed back onto the sheets, gasping with her body boneless and trembling under his relentless worship.

Leslie shoved his shorts down, letting them pool at his ankles before kicking them aside. His chest rose and fell with sharp breaths. His eyes burned into Ruby as his cock jutted hard and heavy between his thighs. The sight of her trembling body, laid bare, only feeds his hunger.

“Those moans, Ruby…” His voice was hoarse and low with desire. “They drive me insane.”

He reached for the ropes, tugging them taut until her wrists strained above her head and her thighs spread even wider, leaving her completely open to him. Ruby gasped and her chest heaved. Her lips parted wide with pleading eyes locked onto his.

Her breath stuttered. “Leslie…” Her voice was soft and needy.

“I’m so hard,” he groaned, stroking himself once before guiding the thick head of his cock to her drenched entrance. The moment it brushed against her. Ruby let out a whimper that twisted into a moan.

Then, with one deep thrust, he sank into her.

Ruby’s head snapped back into the pillow, her back arching as her pussy stretched around him, sucking him in and clenching tight as though her body had been waiting just for him. Leslie gritted his teeth. His muscles tense and breath ragged against her ear.

He growled, savouring the feel of her wrapped around his cock.

Ruby moaned louder, her voice breaking. “Oh my God… Leslie…!” Her hands strained uselessly against the ropes, her body trembling as she instinctively tried to buck against him. To hold him, needing more, needing all of him.

He held her still, his eyes locked on hers as he pressed deeper, claiming her inch by inch until there was no space left between them.

Leslie pulled back slowly, the drag of his cock making Ruby whimper, and then he slammed back into her with a force that shook the bed.

Ruby screamed, her voice sharp and guttural. “Ahh—Leslie!” Her legs strained against the ropes, trembling as he drove into her again, harder. Deeper and faster, each thrust punching the air from her lungs.

“Fuck,” Leslie growled, his hips snapping violently, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing through the room. Her pussy clung to him, taking every brutal inch as he pounded her into the mattress.

Ruby’s back arched off the bed, her breasts bouncing with the rhythm. Her moans only grew louder, spilling raw from her throat.

“Whose pussy is this?” Leslie demanded, his voice was a deep snarl. His forehead pressed to hers as his thrusts grew more relentless.

“Yours!” Ruby sobbed out, her body shaking under him. “Yours, Leslie! Oh God, it’s yours!”

Her confession only made him pound her harder, rutting into her with animal hunger. Ruby’s cries filled the air, her lips quivering, her whole body trembling as pleasure crashed over her like violent waves.

“I wanna hold you, please. Oh, God!” 

Ruby gasped when the rope slipped free, her leg free at last. She instantly hooked it around his waist, clinging, desperate to keep him close. But Leslie tore her grip away, pulling her limbs loose like she was nothing but a doll in his hands.

Her breath hitched. 

He flipped her roughly as her chest pressed into the sheets as he forced her up on all fours. The sudden shift made her whimper with heat searing down her spine.

The sharp crack of his palm on her ass made her cry out, the sting rippling into a moan that clawed its way from her throat.

“You keep your body how I want,” Leslie’s voice was low like thunder before it broke. His hands squeezed her ass, kneading possessively before parting her wide and guiding her to bounce on his cock.

Ruby’s face sinking into the pillow as his cock drove back into her deeper. “Ahhh…oh God! Ohhh!”

Her sounds filled the room, guttural. Her cries melted into high and broken moans every time his hips slammed against her. She rocked forward with each thrust, her body trembling and her throat releasing nothing but pleading sounds.

Leslie hissed sharply. The low grunt rumbling out of his chest every time he buried himself inside her.

Ruby’s voice cracked again, strangled by need. “Fuck.  Fuck me! Yes, faster, please! Oh my God, don’t stop, please—ahhh!”

Her body buckled, yet he held her steady by her hips, driving into her with a punishing rhythm. His grunt grew heavier and more primal.

Ruby’s moans grew louder, almost sobbing. “Leslie—Yes, yes!”

Her voice rose with every thrust until it was nothing but sound. Her body broke open. His low, guttural grunts spill into the spaces between.

Her hair spilled wild across the sheets and strands sticking to the sheen of sweat dampening her flushed skin. Every thrust made her ass bounce back against him. A rhythm her body couldn’t resist no matter how much it trembled.

Ruby’s arms strained against the ties, but her head dropped to the mattress, her cheek pressed to the sheets as she bit down hard on her lip, muffling a scream that still broke through in ragged moans.

Her eyes were glassy and dazed as if the world was spinning with every ruthless snap of his hips. She gasped through the haze, her voice cracking into something low, sultry, almost sinful.

“Ahhh! I love it,” she moaned, words tumbling out unrestrained. “I love your cock in my pussy, baby. It feels so good, Leslie…”

Her back arched and her hair fell across her face. She spilling raw and trembling sounds as her body shook beneath him. She rolled her eyes back and her breath shattered into a husky whisper, “I wanna come… let me make a sweet mess on your cock, huh?”

“Shit,” Leslie tipped his head back, spanking her ass. “What a nasty mouth.”

Her voice broke into another whimper, soft and begging as her hips rocked back involuntarily, chasing the friction like she was starving for him.

Leslie’s voice came low, almost a growl against the slick rhythm of their bodies.

“You want to?” he asked, his words a slow burn in her ear.

Ruby’s breath caught. Her hands still bound, she started to roll her hips back, twerking and grinding against his cock with slow circles. Her ass trembling under his grip. Her hair spilling down like a curtain as she nodded.

“Yes…” she gasped, her voice breaking into something filthy and breathless. “Yes, I wanna be your slut and make a mess on your cock… only on your cock.”

Her eyes fluttered shut, sinking into the heat of it, anticipating that edge. She arched her back even deeper and her ass rose to meet him. Her body trembled as she begged for more.

And then it hit her like a wave she couldn’t stop. Her pussy clenching hard around him, her moans cracking into a scream. Ruby curled in on herself, arching her ass higher into him as the orgasm tore through her.

“Fuck! Fuck me deeper, please!” 

Her fingers pulled at the rope, her breath leaving her in broken cries.

“Yes!” she cried out, her body quaking under him. “Yes! I love it.. love coming on your cock…”

Her hips twitched involuntarily, trembling with aftershocks as she melted against the sheets, her body still open. Her skin flushed.

Leslie pulled out slowly and rubbed himself against her swollen clit. The slick sound filled the room, her body jerking at the overstimulation. Ruby whimpered, her voice ragged.

“Leslie! Ahh—”

He didn’t give her time to catch her breath. With one push, he slid back inside her, burying himself to the hilt. 

Ruby cried out, her body stretching to take him all over again. His pace was brutal, each thrust a strike that sent her forward, her ass bouncing against him as his hips slammed into hers.

Then his hand reached up, fingers brushing her bound wrists before tugging the rope loose. She barely had time to breathe before his other hand snaked around, gripping her neck firmly and pulling her upright.

Ruby yelped as her back slammed into his chest, her hair sticking to her damp face. “Oh God—”

Leslie’s breath was hot against her ear, his low grunts cutting through her moans. His hold on her throat kept her pinned against him as his cock still pistoning deep.

And then without breaking the rhythm. He dropped with her, falling back onto the mattress. Ruby landed sprawled on top of him, breathless with her legs instinctively parting wider.

His hands grabbed the insides of her thighs, spreading her open shamelessly while he thrust up into her. Ruby gasped, her nails clawing at his forearm as her head tilted back against his shoulder.

Her moans poured out in a rhythm of their own. Every sharp thrust pulled another helpless sound from her lips. The wet slap of their bodies echoed in the room, his cock pounding up into her.

Ruby’s voice broke into a whimper. “Leslie—f-fuck—oh, yes, yes!”

Leslie’s hand slid down between Ruby’s trembling thighs, his fingers finding her clit with cruel precision. The pad of his thumb circled it slowly at first and then rougher until Ruby’s moans turned into small, choked cries.

“Leslie,” she gasped, her voice cracking.

He tightened his grip on the back of her neck and forced her head down, her jaw pressed against her chest. “Watch,” he ordered, his voice a low, gravelled growl. “Watch my cock fucking you.”

Ruby’s eyes fluttered open, dazed and hazy, and she tilted her head just enough to see. Her own slickness glistened between her thighs and his thick cock sliding in and out of her in long, deep strokes. Her lips parted around a broken moan.

“Oh God… yes!” she cried.

Leslie’s breath came out as a sharp grunt. “How does it look?”

Ruby swallowed, her heart thundering, her voice a desperate whisper. “Beautiful… it’s so beautiful…”

He gave a dark, guttural moan, his pace turning harder. “Exactly. That beautiful pussy belongs to me. You’re mine, Ruby. Fucking mine.”

Ruby’s eyes rolled back at the sound of his voice, her body trembling with every thrust. “Yes,” she moaned, nodding with her voice a ragged plea. “Yes, I’m yours.”

With a growl he released her and turned her over onto her fours again. He pinned her head to the mattress, one big palm pressing her cheek flat as he drove into her from behind. His thrusts went deeper and sharper. His hips slamming against her ass until her cries turned to breathless whimpers.

Ruby’s arms gave out, her fingers clawing at the sheets. “Leslie,” she moaned, her voice breaking under the weight of his pounding.

He groaned low in his chest, his breath coming ragged and uneven. Each snap of his hips grew shorter, rougher, as his release built. His grip on her tightened.

He swore through his teeth, the sound almost a snarl.

And then, with one last, deep thrust that pushed her down. 

Leslie’s body went rigid. A guttural and broken sound tore from his throat as he spilled into her, his cock pulsing inside her.

Ruby cried out at the heat, her own body clenching around him instinctively, shaking with aftershocks as he filled her. Her forehead pressed to the mattress, her hair spilling around her face and her breath coming out in uneven, shuddering gasps.

Leslie stayed there for a moment, still inside her, his chest heaving almost feral grunts, before he loosened his grip on her and let his palm slide gently down her back.