Page 101 of Unhinged Kallie

He pushed up with his hips, a deep guttural sound coming from him.

“Don’t you fucking come until I say you can,” I ordered softly and squeezed his cock tighter at the base. “Do you understand?”

“Mmm,” was the only response I got, but that was close enough.

I licked him all over and teased the tip of his cock, stealing all the groans and growling noises from him. He looked like he was in pain, but I knew it was pure pleasure. Carter licked his lips, repeating my name, and a thrill shot right through me down between my legs to where my fingers were still working.

I couldn’t take it anymore and gently crawled over his body to straddle him. I sucked in a ragged breath as I lowered myself onto his cock. I didn’t think I would ever get used to that first push and how he stretched me. Carter growled, his body shaking as his hands found my hips and pulled me down hard.

“Fuck,” I said through gritted teeth as he bottomed out. Not even the sweetest of kills compared to how he made me feel. Leaning forward, I whispered in his ear. “Am I your naughty girl?” He nodded, his hips bucking up, trying to get me to move. “You want me to ride your hard cock?”

“Yes,” he mumbled.

Slipping my hand between our bodies, I slid a finger in with his cock and moaned. Pulling it out, I touched the finger to his lips.

“Lick me,” I ordered, and his mouth parted slightly. It wasn’t much, but just enough to slide my finger into his mouth. He sucked on my finger, and pleasure coursed through my body. I slowly raised myself up on his cock. It was already pulsing inside of me with every beat of his heart.

I picked up the pace, and he growled low, the sound rumbling in his chest.

“That’s it, I’m you’re a naughty girl. Make me come all over you cock, Carter.”

His fingers gripped my hips hard enough that I knew there would be bruises as he pumped into me. Nothing turned me on more than knowing he would leave marks on me. He was thrusting so hard and filling me so full that I was on the brink of pain and pleasure.

Grabbing his wrist, I pulled his hand up and put it around my throat. Breath play was dangerous when he was asleep, but the risk made a mini orgasm ignite inside me.

Bracing myself on his chest, I let him hammer into my body with such force that even without his hand around my throat, it was hard to breathe. His hand tightened and an euphoric sensation spread throughout my body, making me lightheaded. I pressed harder into his hand as spots formed behind my eyes.

“Geezus fuck, Trouble, what are you doing?” Carter scolded as his eyes snapped open. He released my neck, which I knew he needed to do before I passed out, yet I missed the feel of his hand. “Shit, you feel like heaven.” He rolled us over with a thrust, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Harder,” I whimpered as the burning pleasure in my gut rose higher with my orgasm so close.

“Fuck you’re naughty.” Carter pulled up, and I let go of his neck. “I’m going to spank your fucking ass, Trouble.”

“Yes, do it,” I purred, then squealed as he flipped me over like I weighed nothing and pulled my ass up.

“You’re such a bad girl,” he growled.

Crack. The sound echoed, and the sharp pain radiated through my body. My orgasm crested just before he shoved his cock back into me.

I bit the pillow and yelled as he slammed into me like a man possessed. Carter’s hand smacked my ass again, and that one would leave a mark.

“I could’ve killed you.”

“I knew you wouldn’t,” I gasped, then bit the pillow again to muffle my scream as I came hard. Carter was unrelenting, and the sound of our skin slapping grew louder. If it weren’t for his hands holding my hips up, I would’ve collapsed from the intense climax that left me feeling weightless.

“You’re going to do it again, aren’t you,” he asked, rubbing my ass. I couldn’t stop the smirk from forming.

“Yes,” I said and moaned as he hit me again.

“Wrong answer, Trouble,” he said, and I wiggled.

“Say you won’t do it again.”

“No.”

“Say it, or I will start wearing a chastity belt.”

I laughed at the image, then moaned and gripped the pillow hard as he picked up his pace.