Chapter 71
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
CAIRO
“Please,” Astrid whimpered, desperately grinding her hips against the vibrator. I hadn’t turned it on, but she continued and continued to rub against it, begging—no, pleading—with me to let her come. “Please, I need it.”
I leaned back against the seat and watched that pretty body move.
If I couldn’t have her emotionally, I’d have her like this, and I’d take my time with her.
The others in The Crew could use her as they wanted, but she would always come crawling back to me because nobody could give her the experience that I could. Nobody could make her cry and plead and beg for them like this.
She struggled against her binds, moving her arms back and forth in a weak attempt to escape, her tits bouncing for me. I pressed my hand against my bulge and grunted to myself, wanting nothing more than to be inside her.
Her patience wasn’t the only thing tested tonight.
“Cairo,” she cried, “please.”
After undoing my button and zipper, I slipped my hand into my pants, grabbed my throbbing cock, and pulled it out. My thumb glided over the pre-cum coating my head, and I imagined her drawing her tongue around it.
“Cairo, I know you’re still in the room with me,” she said. “Please …”
I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and slowly started to jerk it up and down, up and down. She quieted down, her nipples becoming harder and her breath catching in her throat.
“Fuck, that sounds so hot,” she whispered, brows drawn together. “Don’t stop.”
While I continued pleasuring myself to her perfect fucking body, I took out my phone and hit record. If they wanted to have Astrid, I’d let them. But they’d know that only I could have her like this.
“Please, Cairo, more,” she whimpered, grinding her hips faster against the vibrator, which was still off between her legs. Her tits bounced, her lips full and pouty. She leaned her head back slightly, her hair falling behind her shoulders. “God, please … keep going.”
A groan left my mouth, and I stroked my cock faster.
“Are you going to come for me?” she asked.
My dick throbbed as I tried to control myself.
“Tell me you’re going to come for me.”
Another grunt left my mouth, and I couldn’t handle it any longer. I had waited all fucking day to be inside her, and I wasn’t going to pass up the chance to dump my load deep into her desperate little cunt.
Once I kicked off my pants while stalking toward her, I crawled onto the bed and set the phone down on the mattress. Sure, it was recording, but I didn’t care what angle I got anymore. I needed to be inside her. I was desperate for those screams, aching for that pussy to be wrapped around my cock.
“Oh, baby,” I grunted into her ear, tugging her hips back and leaning her forward. When she rested onto her shoulder on the mattress and arched her back, I turned the vibrator back on. “The only place I’m coming is inside you.”
She cried out in pleasure, settling down against the vibrator, lips parted. “P-please!”
I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance and shoved myself deep into her cunt. She threw her head back, her small whimpers turning into loud moans, her tits pressed against the mattress.
“Fuck,” I grunted under my breath.
“Oh my God!” she cried. “Oh my God! Don’t stop!”
I pounded deep into her, leaning over her body and sucking on her neck, getting deeper with every single thrust. She pushed her hips back into mine every time, and I grabbed the camera, turning it toward us so she could see herself, and then I yanked off her blindfold.
It took a moment before she adjusted to the light. Her eyes squeezed closed in pleasure before slowly opening and watching us through the camera. Her cunt clamped down around my cock, and I stilled deep in her pussy.
Because—fuck—she was going to make me come just like this.
“Tell them who you belong to,” I growled into her ear, taking the vibrator and pressing it hard against her clit. I drew my lips up the column of her neck and gently bit down on her earlobe. “Tell them you’re mine.”
With her brows drawn together and her eyes rolling into the back of her head, she screamed out in ecstasy. “I’m yours! I’m yours! God, I’m yours, wherever, whenever, however you want me, Cairo. Oh my God!”
Her tight little hole pulsed around the base of my cock repeatedly, and I groaned as I came deep into her pussy. The vibrator was building her up again—I could feel it by just the way her body was all tense—and she continued to milk the cum out of my balls.
“F-f-fuck,” she groaned, legs convulsing. “I’m yours.”
Once every last drop of my cum was inside her pussy, I slowly pulled out of her, shifting the camera from her pouty face to her cunt drooling with my cum so they’d all see it. After tonight, they’d know that she was mine, whether she told me she loved me or not.