Chapter 29 Àlvaro's Pov
I leaned down, listening to the strangled sounds coming from the back of her throat. My fist bunches in her ponytail and I pull back her head allowing her to slide down my cock another inch and I still wasn't fully inside her!
"Not the tiny sausage of a dick you were expecting, huh?" I whispered into her ear.
Then, I used my vacant hand to slide down the middle of her back, her skin like silk and pearls. Camilla jolts and my cock clenched inside of her.
"I–I don't feel nothing." She muttered.
A dark laugh escaped my lungs as I glanced down at her body and at my cock that almost buried completely inside of her. "Then hold on." I said harshly, grabbing her hair around my fist and clenching. "Because I'm about to ruin this virgin pussy."
The sound that came out of Camilla’s mouth could barely be heard as I released my hips and slammed straight back inside her, this time, with my full length. She screams out and bunches her fingers into the fabric of the chair, desperately trying to claw at something.
Virgin on not, I didn't have mercy on her. She infuriated the shit out of me. I continued pounding her sweet little pussy until the only sounds that could be heard around the room is the sound of our skin slapping together, the sound of the chair rocking aggressively on the floor and the sounds of her beautiful little whimpers as I fucked her.
The wetness of her pussy clenched around my cock, making her thighs slick. I tugged on her hair once more and a quiet moan escapes her chest.
"Look at you." I grumble, painting her ass red with my palm again. "This is exactly how you want to be fucked right? I saw the look on your face when you watched me fuck Janelle right here."
Camilla whined and clenched her eyes shut, tears streaming from the corners until I think we were about to bore a hole on the floor but I still didn't stop. Instead, I pinned her hips down and mounted her body, pounding her with everything in me.
She cried out, body beginning to coat in sweat as she pressed her face against the cushion of the chair, mouth gaping and body trembling.
I could hear her breathing begin to increase and knowing that she was close to her release has pride burning through my chest with thick desire.
My lips pressed to the curve of her ear and I smiled against it. "Are you gonna cum on my dick, virgin?" I taunted under a hushed breath.
Camilla’s jaw clenched. "I hate you."
"Likewise chica. I just need to get you the fuck out of my system." I groaned through long and powerful thrusts.
My cock twitched at the sight of Camilla’s spine curving. She was trying so hard not to come but when I reached around her and grabbed her throat, her dilated eyes found mine and she bursts around me, crying out from her release.
I continued fucking her until nothing fell from her lips anymore but breathless moans. Her pussy clenched around me so tightly that I almost lost sense of myself.
Her eyes fluttered close for a brief second. "Look at me." I commanded.
Camilla’s throat clenched as she came down from her climax. She inhaled through her nose deeply but those eyes remained closed.
I gripped her throat tighter. "I said look at me!"
Her eyes finally opened to meet mine and she shook as I sheathed myself completely inside her, stretching out her tight little pussy. She shook against my hold and stared back at me with heavy lust filled eyes.
Fuck.
She looks perfect. A perfect fucking mess.
Then I began to move my hips again, thrusting harder and harder. Camilla kept her eyes on mine as I told her to but she parted those swollen lips and heaves out a low whimper. She's still trying so hard to contain herself but it's obvious she was loosing that battle.
I angled her body differently than before, now thrusting in another position. She was almost on her side. Camilla’s eyes widened as he grabbed onto my arm, turning back to me. "Alvaro." She mumbled.
My lips are painted in a permanent smirk. I pushed in deeper, hitting her g-spot with perfect precision. Camilla’s eyes were almost rolling to the back of her head but she tried her best to keep her eyes on mine.
"What? You like to be fucked right there?" I taunted and began to slowly use my hips with purpose.
Camilla gasped loudly and dug her fingernails into my forearm harshly. "Àlvaro." She panted.
I smiled to myself at the sound of my name falling from her lips. Her big brown eyes are wide and pleading as I took long and powerful strokes, filling her pussy with each thrust until she was shaking uncontrollably.
"Let me hear you, chica." I whisper against her jaw. "Tell me how good it feels to be fucked like a whore. Tell me how much you've touched yourself thinking about my cock in your pussy."
Camilla gritted her teeth as I grabbed her throat tighter, holding her in place. "Fuck." She cried. "Fuck."
I didn't think it was possible but my cock grew even bigger at the sounds of her sift whimpers and curse words. This time, I pounded into her with harder thrusts, her body jolted on the chair.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Camilla screamed loudly as I continued fucking her with reckless abandon.
Thrusts after thrusts until her legs started shivering again and goosebumps appeared all over her beautiful tan skin. I nipped at her jaw, still pounding her eyes are rolling back again and her head falls.
"Hmmm." I smirked against her jaw. "You were born for my dick, chica. Such a fucking whore for me."
She clenched her pussy as the words leave my mouth. This time, I pinned her down until I'm at the edge of my own release.
When I was seconds away from cuming, I ripped my cock from her pussy and twist her in the chair. "Open your mouth." I demanded, my eyes flaring with darkness. Camilla glanced up at me with a heavy breath.
Those pink lips parted and I shoved my cock into her mouth. I held the sides of her head roughly as I fucked her mouth. Three quick strokes of her tongue and I shoot my load down the back of her throat. I continued fucking her face until I was filling the room with my loud grunts.
Camilla sucked me dry, swallowing every last drop as I felt sensations of fireworks lighting up in my body. I couldn't take my eyes off her not when she looked so fucking good doing it. My cock twitched in her mouth and despite the fact that I just came, I'm still going to be hard just thinking about this.
So much for wanting to get her off my mind after one taste.
I slipped my cock from Camilla’s mouth and she licked her lips. Her hair is a mess, those lips were red and swollen, along with her clothes that were bunched up around her ankles and her shirt that's now creased.
As I stared at her, I knew that it was a mistake to have fucked her because now, I didn't think I could get enough and that thought alone infuriated me. No woman has that power over me.
Instant rage burned through me.
"For a virgin, you sure fuck very well. It will be really hard convincing someone you're not a whore." I spat as I pulled up my trousers and stormed out of the office.