sweet spot, making her jerk and wiggle like crazy.
“You will learn to be still and take this like a good sub,” he said.
Marley couldn’t imagine being still for this. Her body trembled with lust, needing him to fill her, to make her come.
“Yes, Sir. Sir, will you please fuck me now? Please!” Every nerve ending in her body pulsed. Adrenaline coursed through her. She was laid bare before him, quaking with desire, and she didn’t care if she had to beg. She didn’t care about anything except having him inside her.
“I think I will have you fuck me, my little doll.” He set down the improvised toy, rolled a condom onto his erection, and lay down next to her. “Get on top of me.”
Marley usually hated to be on top. When she was working, she’d always wanted the john to do all the work. It was bad enough she had to even be involved; the less energy she had to expend the better. But this was different. Her lust for James consumed her. She would gladly climb on top of this incredibly gorgeous man who had worked her into such a wanton state.
She straddled him, grinding her pubis against his hard cock. Rubbing his length against her clit made her want to come. She looked to him for direction.
“No, don’t you dare come yet.”
“Yes, Sir.” She glided back and forth over the tip of his penis with her cunt.
“Take my cock inside you.”
Greedily she swallowed him up inside her. Slippery as an eel, she raised and lowered herself onto him. She prepared to set the pace, her arms on either side of his head, bracing herself.
He caught her breasts in both hands, squeezed them together, and pulled them into his mouth. His tongue caressed her sensitive tips, sending a luscious wave of pleasure through her whole body.
The nip of his teeth jolted her. He bit down, gnawing at both nipples at the same time, one in each corner of his mouth. Pain mixed with ecstasy enveloped her. She was caught in that position, her breasts locked down, held captive by his strong jaw. All her senses intensified, and she fucked him harder.
A slap landed on her ass, making her cry out. He slapped her again and bit down harder. Her hips ground down against his, fucking him with a desperation intensified by her plight.
Repeated blows rained down on her ass. She was his prisoner, his fucktoy. He ran his tongue over her tight little nubs and then bit down gently, sending her over the edge.
As she climaxed she kept riding him, not daring to stop even when the reverberations had stopped.
He let her tits go, then took both her wrists in one hand, holding them tightly, pushing her to sit up straight atop him.
“Yeah, that’s a good girl,” he said, pumping his hips into her. His upward thrusts hit her g-spot time and time again. She was limp as a rag doll, her legs wobbly, unable to keep up with him.
“Be still, doll.” She forced herself to hold still and he sent his hips driving into her at such a frantic pace she could only hold on so as not to fall off him.
He held her wrists clasped in front of her. Pushing down on her shoulder with his other hand, he fucked her like a stallion.
With a final burst, he jetted into her with long strokes.
When he let her go, Marley collapsed into his arms, stretching her legs out beside him.
“You were a very good girl.” He played with her hair and held her close. “I like playing with you.”
“Thank you, Sir.” It felt so good to be snuggled up, safe in his arms. Lying there in contented bliss, Marley couldn’t remember the last time she felt so peaceful.
“Marley, Marley, Marley, what am I going to do with you?” he asked, kissing her forehead.
Truthfully, she answered, “I have absolutely no idea.”
Chapter Six
Her feet were killing her. She’d bought some new, serviceable shoes for her waitressing job. Hopefully, they would help her breeze through eight-hour shifts, but so far they’d only given her blisters.
Marley stopped along the sidewalk and rubbed her sore
John Steinbeck, Richard Astro