Page 49 of Taboo Flames

“Getting myself a feature in your movie.”

“You didn’t even audition,” she huffs.

“What do you think I’m about to do now?”

I don’t let her respond. Rather, I just drag her forward and kiss her. The kiss is rough and hard and messy, our lips, teeth, and tongue battling for dominance. And as we kiss, I wrap my hand around her neck and squeeze lightly, making her moan.

When I trail my fingers down to the junction of her thighs, I find her soaking wet and ready.

“Fuck me already, Gio. I’ve been thinking about it all day,” she pleads as I push two fingers into her.

“I’m going to let slide the fact that you just gave me an order,” I grouch. Spinning her around, I push her down until she’s bent over the kitchen counter. Then, I push the shirt over her back and kick her legs apart until she’s bared for me.

Her juicy, wet, pink pussy on display.

Feeling impatient, I groan as I push my pants down and bury myself into her, my knees almost buckling at the feel of her hot cunt wrapped around me like a vise.

It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve been inside her. Every time feels as devilishly good as the first time, and I wonder if I’ll ever get enough of her.

“Look into the camera, baby. Beg me to fuck you how you want it, hard and dirty like a two-dollar whore in an alleyway.”

“Oh God,” she moans loudly. “Please, Gio, fuck me.”

“Like what?” I taunt her.

“Like a two-dollar whore in an alleyway.”

“Good girl,” I praise.

I push back and rear into her, and then I begin to pound into her.

“Scream for me, princess,” I order her.

She lets out a loud scream as I pound into her. I want to pump her so full of my cum that she’ll be leaking me for days. I also want to watch her belly swell with my… No, I don’t letmyself complete that line of thought. Because that thought path lies in madness.

Instead, I reach down, find her clit, and flick it. She writhes, going up on her tip toes and pushing her ass further back into me.

“Come for me, baby,” I command, and she shatters beautifully, her mouth open in a silent cry, her pussy pulsing around me, and her back tensed.

I thrust into her one last time, and then I cum too.

We both stand there, panting and trying to catch our breaths, and I’m hesitant to pull out of her. Eventually, I do, and with a grunt, I lazily reach for my phone on the counter and turn off the recording.

“Now I can watch you anytime I want,” I tell her. “Because you’re mine, and the next time you threaten me, princess, I won’t let you cum.”

She just rolls her eyes in response, clearly too tired to argue.

I’m about to say something else, but then I sniff the air.

“Something’s burning,” I observe.

With a horrified cry, she pushes away from me, shrieking, “My cookies!” She races to the oven, and I watch her bare ass bounce with her movement.

She pulls out the tray to reveal a mass of charred blobs of dough.

I grin and cock my head. “If you cover them with icing, I’m sure no one will notice they’re burnt.”

She hurls one of the burnt cookies at me.