Chapter 58 WHO FUCKS YOU.
SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.
He lines his very erect cock with my pussy, while fisting it angrily, before he thrusts inside me.
Slowly.
“Fuck.” He groans the second his cock makes contact with my wet walls. “You feel so good.” He murmurs against my neck as he fills another inch inside me.
“Oh, Lucien.” I moan against his neck, watching as inches of his cock disappear inside me, until he’s buried to the hilt.
His thick cock inside me makes me feel so full that I groan against him. The sight of him inside me looks so perfect, so erotic, so dirty, it adds another layer of wetness inside my pussy. My inner things are even slicker and shinier with his thickness.
He moves inside me, groaning with each thrust, pulling back so we watch him fuck me. Our eyes are on his cock moving in and out of me, as his wet cock goes in, and comes out even wetter, before repeating the process until my wetness pools on the countertop. The sound of him going in and out of me fills the silent bathroom, mixed with the sound of heavy breathing, his groans, and my moans.
“You’re so perfect, baby.” He whispers, gripping me tighter, as his cock disappears inside me. I’m trance, watching him fuck me, until he asks;
“Was this what you imagined when you put on this dress, baby?”
“No. I wanted Ace to do this to me.” I shot back, and his eyes became so dark that the urge to run grips me tight in the chest, but he holds me in place, his hands going around me so I can’t escape.
Not that I even want to.
“Looks like I’ve worked you in, sunshine.” He whispers, his voice harder, as he suddenly thrusts inside me. Hard.
I sputter around him as he grips onto my throat with one hand and my hips with the other, before thrusting inside me without letting me catch a breath.
“Oh! You’re going too fast. Please.” I whimper, screaming as his thrusts turn beastly. My body jerks up and down from its force, but he barely listens to me.
Instead, he just grabs me by my throat and asks.”Who fucks you?”
“You!” I whimper as his cock slows, but he still fucks me the same hard way.
“What’s my name?”
“Lucien.”
“Wrong.” He groans, slapping my clit. His hit reverberates through my entire pussy, and I groan at the contact.
“Please, Lucien. I wanna come.” My orgasm is so close, I can practically taste it, but he isn’t listening to me.
“Answer me. What’s my fucking name?”
“Daddy.” I whimper as his lips close around my nipples before he tugs on them.
“Say that again.”
“Daddy!” I scream as his thrusts turn feral again.
“Oh! I’m coming.” My juices drench his cock as I come around him. My orgasm crashes into me with such force that it feels like I’m momentarily split between two galaxies, but he barely lets me recover.
He pulls his cock out of me, pulls me to stand, and flips me around. Before I could speak, he bent me over the counter so my back was arched, before rubbing his cock against my already drenched center.
“Hmmmm.” I groan as my pussy grows hotter with each rub of his cock against it. Slowly, he inserts his cock inside me again, groaning at the contact, before grabbing onto my neck.
He chokes me and makes me stare at him as he fucks me.
“Watch me own you, baby. You’re mine, okay?” He groans, his eyes dark, as his knuckles turn white from the force of his grip on me. My eyes well up with tears as his thick cock suffocates me whole. He’s so fucking big, every time he fucks me, I doubt that there’s any space inside me again.
I purse my lips, intent on driving him to the edge, and it’s working, because his lips pull in a thin line. “Say it.” His jaw tightens as he grits out.
“No.” I shot back, stubborn, and it seems to drive him on, because he lets go of my neck, pulls my hands to my back, before he makes me arch my back even more.
From this angle, I feel him everywhere. His cock suddenly grows bigger inside me, as his thrusts become even faster than I ever thought they’d be.
“Oh! I’m yours. I swear I’m all yours. Please, just don’t stop.”
“You’re mine, baby?”
“Yes.”
“What will you do to come?”
“Anything, I swear, I’ll do anything!” I was ready to plead, beg, scratch, as long as he didn’t stop fucking me, as long as his cock remained inside me like this. As long as he made me see those stars again.
“Will you let that fucker know who the hell fucks you? Who the hell do you fucking belong to?”
“Will you let Roxanne know it, too?” I sob, biting my lips at the force of his thrusts, and the pleasure it brings.
“She doesn’t even compare to you. I've always been yours.”
“Yes!” I scream as my orgasm inches higher and higher.
Suddenly, footsteps come from outside the bathroom, and I tense at the sound. The person stops at the door and tries to open it.
But it’s locked.
“Sorry, is someone in there?” Ace’s voice comes in from outside, and my eyes widen in shock. But Lucien doesn’t look shocked; instead, he looks almost ecstatic, as pure possessiveness fills his gaze.
“Don’t you fucking stop screaming, baby.” He commands, but I shake my head, silently pleading with him not to do it. I don’t know what I’d do if Ace ever heard me screaming around Lucien’s cock.
Mortification filled me, as shame coats my cheeks.
“Please.” I pleaded with him, but he wasn’t having it, because his thrusts turned feral again, drawing a long, loud moan from me involuntarily.
“Ohh!” I scream against him, unable to stop myself, as my orgasm crashes into me again. This time, it’s even harder, making me tremble in his hold, as my legs shake from the force of it.
Lucien follows soon after, as his balls swell inside me, before he shoots ropes of seed inside me.
“Sorry, Ace. My girl’s busy right now. Maybe you can check in when we’re done.” Lucien says, and for some reason, even though I should hate it.
I fucking love his possessive claim.