31. Matti #2
Her upper body is suspended, held up by the chains and shackles. She has to shift her weight back into her hips in order to avoid falling forward. Her thighs and calf muscles will be burning in no time.
I growl, walking around her, admiring my handiwork, raking my gaze from the shackles up to her thick thighs, over her round ass red with handprints and belt marks.
Her back is arched and her shoulders are pulled back, her big tits showing through her long hair.
Those beautiful brown eyes, large and wet, staring at me. Waiting. Expectant. Starving.
I undo my pants and pull out my hard cock. I run my palm over the head, already damp with pre-cum, and stroke the shaft as she eyes it hungrily.
“You want this, kitten?”
I don’t know if she realizes she’s doing it, but she drags her tongue along her bottom lip as she nods. The last threads of my self control start to snap.
I step between the chains held taut between her wrists and the wall, standing in front of her, my cock inches from her mouth. “Siena…” My voice is a hard warning.
Her eyelids are heavy over her dark chocolate eyes, her mouth hanging open. “I want your cock.”
Holy shit. I’m so hard it’s painful, her hot breath on the head of my dick. Fuck. The corners of my mouth twitch into a sneer.
“Where do you want my cock?” My voice comes out harsh, angry.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” she groans, her lips parting.
Another thread of self control snaps.
“Beg.”
Her gaze snaps up to meet mine. I don’t know what she sees on my face, but whatever it is triggers a look of anger mixed with fear and desire.
I grab her hair and yank her head back, gripping my shaft with my other hand, brushing the head of my cock against her wet lips.
“I told you I’d make you beg, Siena. Punishment, remember? Now beg. Beg me to fuck your face.”
“Please, Matti.” Her eyes are wet as she stares up at me, flicking her tongue over the tip of my cock. I groan. “Please, Matti. Please fuck my mouth. Please. I want to taste you.”
Jesus fucking Christ.
I release her hair and pull her chin down to open her lips wider to accommodate me.
With the other hand, I guide my cock all the way into her mouth.
My size is significant enough that I usually let the woman sucking my dick choose the depth and pacing, but not Siena.
Siena is mine, and part of her punishment is me using her face just like I’m going to use the fuck out of her pussy when I’m done.
I groan as she closes her lips around me and sucks me into the back of her throat. Her hot wet mouth wrapped around me coupled with the loud smacking sound of her sucking me off does me in.
The last thread snaps.
If she is under the impression that I am a nice guy based on my behavior in the shower, I’m about to change her mind. Viciously.
I grab two handfuls of her hair at the back of her neck and pull her head back, forcing her to look up at me so I have a straight path into her throat. Shoving my cock into her mouth forcefully, I fuck her face hard and fast, watching her big brown eyes blur with tears.
My hips thrust, fucking her mouth hard, her gag reflex kicking in with each deep stroke even though I can’t fit all of me in. Spit and tears mix on her face, but she doesn’t pull away.
She’s perfect, taking everything I give her.
Which means I need to give her more, make her beg me to stop.
It’s the only way I’m going to tame whatever it is that I become when it comes to her, this version of myself that is out of control and ready to defy my own family.
If she doesn’t tell me to stop, I won’t have the ability to stop myself.
“Breathe through your nose, Siena,” I command, and she works to comply, dragging in a breath in stops and starts as I fuck her mouth relentlessly.
I keep up a punishing pace as tears run down her cheeks, dragging the pad of my thumb through the wet streaks on her face. My balls tighten, my cock thickens in her mouth.
I get the feeling she’s never had her face fucked like this before either, and that thought drives me to thrust harder, deeper, hitting the back of her throat every time.
“Fuck, Siena,” I groan. “Your mouth is fucking heaven, kitten. So fucking warm. So fucking wet for me. Fuck, baby. I’m going to come.”
Gripping the back of her head, I thrust myself as deep in her mouth as I can as my orgasm explodes through me. My cock pulses, shooting cum down the back of her throat as her face flushes a dark red.
She swallows, her throat tight around my cock, and my eyes roll back in my head. “Holy fuuuccckkk.”
When I finally pull out, a wet sucking sound echoes throughout the room. Watching her strangled attempts to catch her breath, her mouth gaping open, with my cum and her spit dripping off her chin, that feral feeling picks up again.
“Fucking beautiful,” I murmur, smearing her tears in with the spit and cum across her cheeks.
I crouch down to kiss her gorgeous plump mouth—and freeze.
I’m stunned by the impulse.
I don’t kiss women. Ever. It’s not a choice so much as something that never occurs to me.
I don’t even want to think about why the fuck I’m about to do it right now.
Instead, with my lips brushing hers, I whisper, “Brace yourself, Siena. I’m about to fuck your tight little cunt harder than you have ever been fucked before.”
“Please, Matti,” she breathes. “Please fuck me.”
God damn.
My name in her mouth is almost as hot as my cock in her mouth, and I pause, addicted to being this close to her. Our eyes lock, her eyelids heavy with desire, her wet lips parted.
The fuck is happening to me?
Tearing myself away is physically painful. I move behind her as fast as I can, grab her waist with both hands, and shove my still-hard cock deep inside her dripping pussy.
She screams my name as I pull her body back against me, bouncing her wet pussy up and down as much of my cock as she can take, hard and fast. Groaning, I fuck her like a drowning man, like I need to be inside her to breathe.
The wet smacking sound of our bodies slamming together blend with my groans and her screams. She’s painfully tight, her pussy gripping my cock as I watch her ass striped by my belt shake satisfyingly.
“That’s my good fucking girl, Siena. Fuck, the way you take my cock—”
I fuck her at a relentless pace, possessing her. Her pussy molds to me like she was made for me, and it’s not long before her body starts to stiffen and my balls tighten as we both get closer to climax. I refuse to come before she does.
“Come for me, Siena,” I bark, gripping her hips hard, bruising her. “Come on my cock now.”
“I can’t just—I don’t know how to—Oh my God!” She stiffens, her entire body going taut before she shatters around me. Her pussy clamps down on me hard, milking my cock as she screams my name over and over.
I follow her over the edge, releasing deep inside her, wrapping my arm around her waist to hold her trembling body upright as her legs give out beneath her.
Holding her in place, I keep thrusting into her, fucking her through the last of our orgasms. As the waves subside, I stay buried inside her, not moving, not allowing her to move, our panting breaths the only sound.
For the first time, I’m not thinking about control or consequences. I’m just with her, melting into her, allowing her to melt into me.
Fuck me. I’m in love.