Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Milo
Sienna rests her free hand on my chest, looking down at me with dark, hungry eyes.
A little wicked smile tugs at her lips, making my cock twitch painfully in her grip. My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my throat.
She squeezes me hard around the base, hard enough to pull a strained, pained groan from deep in my chest. Then she starts teasing me mercilessly by rubbing the swollen head of my cock up and down her slick folds. The cool metal barbell catches her clit with every slow pass, making her breath hitch.
“Fuck, Sienna,” I murmur, my hips jerking up desperately. “Stop teasing me, baby. I need to be inside you.”
She bites her lip, her eyes sparkling with pure mischief as she continues sliding my cock along her folds, coating every thick inch of me in her arousal yet never letting me sink inside. The frustration is burning through me, mixing with overwhelming want.
I’ve never needed anyone this badly before.
Her eyes are liquid midnight, pupils blown wide, lashes wet. She looks completely wrecked from her last orgasm, and so fucking ready to be ruined again. It’s driving me insane.
She drags my leaking cock across her clit once more, circling it slowly, pressing the piercing directly against her swollen bundle of nerves until she shivers and lets out a soft, needy moan that goes straight to my balls.
“Sienna, baby…” I rasp, my fingers digging hard into her hips, fighting the urge to thrust up and bury myself in one go. “Stop fucking teasing me and sit on my cock.”
“But you look so pretty when you’re desperate, Milo,” she purrs, her voice breathy. She circles the pierced tip against her entrance, then pulls back, spreading her arousal all over me. “I like hearing how badly you want me.”
“Sienna—”
Her smile turns downright sinful. “Beg me, Milo. Say pretty, pretty please… and maybe I’ll give you what you want.”
“Please, Sienna,” I plead, my voice breaking with desperation. My cock throbs angrily in her hand, leaking steadily. “I’m so fucking hard it hurts. Please sit on my cock and fuck me, baby. I need to be buried inside you. I’ll do anything. Just… please—”
Her eyes darken with satisfaction at my begging.
With agonizing slowness, she begins to lower herself onto me. The first thick inch stretches her open, making her gasp. She pauses, breathing hard, then lowers herself another inch, her eyes fluttering shut.
“God, you’re so fucking big,” she breathes, sinking another inch. Her thighs tremble as she slowly works herself onto me, taking me deeper and deeper, her walls fluttering around each thick inch.
I’m panting, every muscle locked tight as I fight the primal urge to thrust up and impale her in one brutal thrust. “That’s it, baby. Keep going. Take every fucking inch like the good girl you are. You’re so tight… fuck, you feel incredible.”
When she finally sinks all the way down, ass flush against my thighs and the base piercing pressed hard against her clit, she lets out a broken, keening moan that echoes in my chest. For a moment, she just sits there, full and trembling, adjusting to the overwhelming fullness.
Then she starts to move.
My vision goes white for half a second.
She rolls her hips in deep, sensual circles, grinding her swollen clit against the piercing at my base with every downward motion. Her breasts bounce beautifully in front of me, and I can’t stop myself from palming them, pinching and tugging her sensitive nipples until she moans louder.
Without thinking, I catch her left hand and press it flat against my racing heart. The diamond on her finger sparkles against my skin with every movement.
I sit up abruptly, wrapping one arm around her waist to hold her close, and latch my mouth onto her nipple. I suck hard, tongue flicking, teeth grazing just enough to make her cry out. My other hand pinches and rolls her neglected peak, savoring the way she arches into me.
“Look how pretty that ring looks on your finger while you’re riding my cock,” I murmur against her soft skin, my thumb sliding over the diamond. “My ring on your finger and my cock buried deep in this tight pussy. Isn’t that right, baby?”
Her eyes widen, a whirlwind of heat, surprise, and raw delight flashing across her face. She grinds down harder, almost desperately, like she’s claiming me right back.
“Yes,” she stammers, her voice trembling with pleasure. “Yours, Milo. I’m all yours. Fuck… you feel so good inside me.”
She rides me like she’s lost in it—hips snapping, ass bouncing, soaking my cock and thighs with every slick slide. The wet, obscene sounds of her pussy taking me fill the villa. My balls draw up tight, pressure building fast.
“You look so fucking beautiful riding my cock, Sienna,” I groan, sliding my hand down to rub firm circles over her clit. “Like you were made for this. Made for me.”
Her moans grow louder, more broken. “Milo—I’m gonna come—fuck, I’m so close—”
“Come for me,” I growl, thrusting up to meet her. “Come all over my cock like a good girl. Let me feel this tight little pussy milk me.”
She shatters with a broken cry as her walls clamp around me in powerful, rhythmic pulses. Her release gushes hot and wet, soaking me. I keep thrusting through each wave, drawing it out until she’s trembling and whimpering, her nails digging into my shoulders.
But I’m nowhere near done.
I flip us over, pinning her beneath me without pulling out. She gasps sharply as her back hits the couch. I grip her thighs, spread her wide, and slam into her with one brutal thrust.
Sienna screams my name, back arching clean off the couch as her pussy swallows every inch of me. “Fuck, Milo!” she gasps, nails digging into my shoulders. “Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop!”
I don’t hold back.
I pin her wrists above her head with one hand and start pounding into her—hard, deep, relentless strokes that make her breasts bounce and the couch creak beneath us. Each thrust drags my piercing along her sensitive walls.
“You feel that?” I growl against her neck, biting down lightly. “This pussy was made for my cock. So fucking tight and wet for me.”
“Yes—fuck, yes,” she sobs, her legs wrapping tighter around my waist. “Harder, Milo. Fuck me harder!”
I release her wrists so I can grip her hips harder, angling her exactly how I want, and drive into her with punishing force. Leaning down, I latch onto one of her nipples, sucking hard. She lets out the hottest moan known to mankind, and my cock swells impossibly larger.
“You love having your tits played with while I fuck you, don’t you?” I hum against her nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive peak.
“I do—fuck—I do,” she gasps, fingers twisting in my hair, tugging me closer. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I switch sides, sucking the other nipple deep into my mouth as I keep thrusting, grinding the piercing against her clit with every stroke. Her entire body trembles. She’s right on the edge, but I slow down, drawing it out, teasing her mercilessly.
Her voice is the most alluring thing I’ve ever heard, and I drink it in like oxygen.
“Look at you,” I rasp, kissing her messy and deep, my tongue fucking her mouth in time with my cock. “You’re dripping all over me, Sienna. This pussy is greedy for me. Squeeze me tighter, baby—yeah, like that. Fuck me. You’re gonna make me lose it.”
Her nails leave red lines down my back. Her thighs tremble violently around my hips. I can feel her walls flutter wildly, clenching and releasing in desperate pulses. She’s right there, on the brink of another orgasm.
“I love how you let me see every thought in that pretty head of yours while I’m balls-deep inside you,” I murmur, thumb stroking her lower lip tenderly.
Sienna’s eyes are glassy with emotion—pleasure, trust, something deeper that makes my heart thump against my ribs.
I slow my pace, edging her mercilessly before I slide completely out, leaving her empty and clinging to nothing. She whines, her hips chasing me desperately.
Gripping my cock at the base, I slap it against her clit—once, twice, three times—letting the cool metal drag right over her swollen bud with every wet smack.
“You’re making such a beautiful fucking mess, baby,” I grunt, my voice thick as I slide my cock up and down her slick folds.
“Stop teasing me and put it back in!” she gasps sharply, her hand shooting out toward my length.
I catch her wrists and pin them above her head again, shaking my head.
She lets out a whiny whimper as I continue dragging the head along her pussy in torturously slow strokes, circling her clit with the barbell.
Then I slap my cock against her harder. The broken, needy moan that escapes her lips nearly undoes me.
“Milo, please!”
I notch the head at her entrance and slam back in to the hilt in one brutal thrust. She screams my name as her back arches. I stay buried deep, grinding slow, filthy circles so the piercing rubs hard against that sensitive spot inside her.
“Feel that?” I growl against her ear. “That’s my cock owning every inch of you. And your pussy is loving it. You’re clenching so hard, baby.”
Sienna’s breath hitches into broken sobs of pleasure. She squeezes around my thickness, trying to pull me even deeper. I can feel her getting wetter with every grind.
“Eyes on me, baby,” I rasp, tightening my grip on her wrists. “I want to watch you fall apart as I fuck you stupid.”
Her gaze locks onto mine, hazy and desperate, her lips parted in a constant stream of whimpers. I lean down and bite her bottom lip, drawing it into my mouth.
“I’m so close,” she whimpers. “Please stop teasing me, Milo.”
“Not yet,” I murmur darkly, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in and holding still. “I want you begging. I want you so desperate you can’t even think straight.”
I keep her right on the brink—pulling out to slap my cock against her swollen clit, then thrusting deep and holding still again. Over and over. Tears of frustration and overwhelming pleasure cling to her lashes.
“Please,” she finally breaks, her voice cracking beautifully. “Milo, please—I’m right there. I need to come so badly. Please let me come on your cock. I’m begging you, baby. Please fuck me and let me come!”
That’s all I need.
I hook her legs over my shoulders, folding her in half, and pound into her with no mercy. The new angle lets me go even deeper. Her screams grow louder, rawer. Her pussy clamps around me like a vise. Stars sparkle behind my eyes.
“Come,” I command, my voice rough. “Come all over my cock like the good girl you are.”
She explodes with a shattered, sobbing cry. Her walls pulsing violently, gushing around me as she squirts. I fuck her through every wave, deep and relentless, until she’s shaking and oversensitive beneath me.
Only then do I let go.
I bury myself to the hilt with a raw, guttural groan of her name and come harder than I ever have in my life.
Thick, hot ropes of cum surge deep inside her, flooding her completely.
Pulse after powerful pulse, I fill her until she’s overflowing, my release leaking out around where we’re joined so tightly.
The pleasure borders on pain, yet I keep grinding into her through every aftershock, savoring the way her pussy milks every last drop.
We stay locked together, panting and trembling. My cock is still painfully twitching as I finally pull out of her. A thick trickle of my cum immediately leaks from her pussy.
Before I can even think, Sienna reaches down between us, and with hazy, lust-filled eyes, she pushes two fingers inside herself and slowly fucks my cum back into her pussy.
It’s filthy. It’s intimate. And it fucking wrecks me.
It’s not just physical anymore.
Underneath the blinding ecstasy, something deeper tears open in my chest—raw and terrifying, it steals what little breath I have left.
“Fuck…” I groan at the sight, my spent cock twitching again with renewed interest. “That’s so goddamn hot, baby.”
She bites her lip, a shy yet wicked smile tugging at her mouth. I lean in and kiss her slowly, reverently, and full of everything I don’t yet know how to say.
Fourteen days with this woman was never going to be enough.
Not even close.
Not by a fucking mile.
Because I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that when it comes to Sienna Harlow, I’m completely and utterly fucking done for.