Chapter 2 #2
"Shit, deeper." Though I desperately wanted to ram down her throat, I held back and instructed. "Pull your teeth back. Don't fucking bite me."
Leah made a pitiful whimpering sound, tears streaming down, but she tried to take more of my thick length.
Her throat was too shallow. She could only manage half before gagging violently, drool uncontrollably spilling from her mouth and dripping onto her full, pale breasts.
Fuck, that felt incredible.
Leah learned fast. Her movements smoothed out, saliva coating my cock and balls completely.
She bobbed clumsily, tongue licking the protruding veins awkwardly, occasionally sucking hard and making my scalp tingle with pleasure.
The sensation built. I pressed her head down deeper, fucking her mouth harder, my thick cock ramming into her throat again and again until tears poured down her face and spit flew everywhere.
The pleasure kept building. This felt so fucking good.
"Off..." I growled, yanking my cock out and gripping the wet, vein-covered shaft, jerking it roughly a few times aimed at her tear-streaked face—
Cum erupted violently, shooting all over her face and breasts.
Leah squeezed her eyes shut, body shaking hard, but didn't dare dodge, just let me cover her pretty face and chest with my release.
After I finished, breathing hard, I pulled her up into my lap to admire my work.
Leah's whole face was covered in my cum, shaking with humiliation and mess.
But those eyes still glared at me defiantly, silently showing her resistance.
I smiled and crushed my mouth to hers dominantly, kissing her deep, tongue forcing past her teeth to tangle with hers, mixing her spit with my lingering taste.
"Not bad," I murmured against her lips when the kiss ended, voice rough with satisfaction. "Your service pleased me. That's your reward, good girl."
I kept kissing her deeply while pushing her down on the couch, one hand roughly kneading her cum-covered breasts, fingers pinching and pulling her hard, sensitive nipples viciously.
My other hand shoved between her legs, pushing aside the pathetic string pretending to be panties, parting her wet, swollen folds and ramming two thick fingers into her tight pussy without mercy, pumping fast and brutal.
"Ah!" Leah's whole body jerked, a choked moan escaping mixed with crying.
Her cunt was hot and tight, soft walls clenching my fingers desperately, quickly getting fucked so wet that her juices flowed down my palm and thigh.
"Don't, sir... don't do this." Leah trembled and weakly pushed at my chest.
Playing innocent? Wasn't this exactly why Dmitri sent you?
I sneered and accelerated my fingers, pumping brutally inside her hot, tight hole, thumb rubbing her swollen clit rapidly.
"Ah, ah..." Leah's moans grew more urgent, legs shaking uncontrollably, even more wetness gushing out.
I deliberately pulled my fingers out, stretching long, glistening strings in front of her face, shaking them with a cold smile. "Look how wet you are... still playing the virgin?"
Leah's face flushed almost purple, her legs already opening slightly against her will, weakly hanging on my arm.
I leaned to her ear, voice low and wicked, guiding her. "Say it. What do you want? You came this far, follow your instincts. Say it. You want my cock. Beg me to fuck that pussy."
Leah bit her lip. After a brief pause, tears fell as she whispered. "Yes, I want you."
"Louder. Say it clearly." My fingers accelerated brutally, pumping viciously inside her, thumb grinding her clit fast.
"Ah, please, fuck me with your cock..." She finally broke down crying and said it loud. "Sir, fuck me..."
That sentence detonated me completely.
I couldn't hold back anymore. I flipped her over roughly, making her kneel on the couch with her pale, plump ass raised high, gripping my fully hard, thick cock and aiming at her thoroughly soaked, dripping pussy, my hips slamming forward violently—
"AHHH—!!!" Leah screamed sharply.
I buried myself to the hilt in one brutal thrust, her virgin-tight walls clamping down so hard I nearly lost it right there. She tried to crawl away, but I yanked her hips back, fingers digging bruises into that soft flesh.
"Fuck, you're tight," I groaned, pulling almost all the way out just to slam back in harder. The wet slap of skin filled the room along with her broken sobs.
"Please, it hurts—" she gasped.
"You'll get used to it." I set a punishing rhythm, each thrust making her cry out. My hands moved from her hips to her bouncing tits, squeezing and twisting roughly while I pounded into her from behind.
She was so wet now, her body betraying her protests. I could feel her pussy starting to pulse around me, getting close despite her tears.
"That's it," I growled. "Your body knows what it wants even if your mouth won't admit it."
I fucked her harder, faster, until her arms gave out and her face pressed into the couch cushions. Her muffled screams just made me thrust deeper. When she came, her whole body seized up, pussy clenching so tight I thought she'd squeeze me in half.
But I wasn't done.
I pulled out and flipped her over, watching her struggle to catch her breath. Before she could recover, I scooped her up and carried her to the bed, dropping her in the center.
"No more, please," she sobbed.
I climbed over her, spreading her legs wide. "We're just getting started, sweetheart."
I entered her again, slower this time but just as deep. She whimpered as I began to move, her hands pushing weakly at my chest. I caught her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand.
This angle let me watch her face while I fucked her—every expression of reluctant pleasure, every tear that rolled down her flushed cheeks. Her tits bounced with each thrust, and I leaned down to suck one nipple into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her arch off the bed.
"Stop, I can't—" she gasped.
"You can. And you will." I bit her neck, marking her, my hips never stopping their relentless pace.
I could feel myself getting close, but I wanted to break her completely first. I released her wrists and pushed her legs up, folding her nearly in half so I could drive even deeper. The new angle made her scream.
"Too deep, oh god!"
"Take it," I commanded, watching where we were joined, my cock disappearing into her stretched pussy over and over. "Take all of it."
She came again, sobbing through it, and that pushed me over the edge. I slammed in as deep as I could go and held there, groaning as I emptied myself inside her, filling her with hot cum until it leaked out around my cock.
But I didn't stop. I kept thrusting through my own orgasm, using her clenching pussy to ride out every last pulse.
"I can't take it anymore!" she begged, voice hoarse and breaking. "Please..."
I ignored her pleas, pinning her down and driving into her oversensitive body with deep, punishing strokes. Her eyes rolled back, body shaking violently as another forced climax tore through her.
"Too much... ahh—" Her words dissolved into a weak whimper. A few more brutal thrusts and her body went completely limp beneath me, eyes fluttering shut as she passed out, tears still streaking her flushed cheeks.
I stayed buried deep inside her twitching pussy for a long moment, breathing hard, watching my cum drip from her used hole with satisfaction.
I leaned back against the headboard, pulling out my gun and turning it over in my hands, studying the sleeping Leah beside me with cold calculation.
No way this girl was trained. Not the way she'd acted.
But there was no way in hell Dmitri went through all this trouble to send me some random, clean barista either.
I replayed every detail of tonight, still unable to piece together Dmitri's real game.
Frustration crawled through my veins. I gave up searching for answers I didn't have yet.
The prey had already crawled into my cage willingly. I'd find a way to skin her secrets out eventually.
If I found out she'd lied to me—then her time was up.