Chapter 50

CHAPTER

FIFTY

EDDIE

Swinging back again, I gently come down on her other cheek. Leaving them both covered in pricks from the paddle. Tiny droplets of blood pooling from the tines.

She yelps when I land the third strike of the paddle. Her legs tremble as she awaits the fourth, but I can hardly pull my eyes from her quivering cunt. Or the arousal practically cascading down her thighs.

“You’re doing so fucking good for me.” I rub my hand over her hip. “Two more for me, little rose.”

Staring back at me, her lower lip quivers, and tears well in her eyes as she nods .

She cries through the final two swats of the paddle. They leave her ass a stunning shade of crimson, a thin smear of blood covering over the marks I’ve left on her.

“You look so fucking gorgeous for me.” I fist the shaft of my cock and align it to her entrance. “Taking my pain until you bleed.”

Pressing my cock inside of her, I slowly bury myself to the hilt. The blood on her ass and arousal coating her thighs smears across my body, I bend over her and kiss up her spine.

“You did so fucking good for me.” I kiss a tear from her cheek while slowly rocking my hips. She presses her tender ass into me, silently begging for more.

I take my time, fucking her deep and slow as I run my fingers along her body.

There isn’t an inch of her I don’t want to mark.

Not an inch I don’t want to savor.

Her cunt quivers around my cock, and I need her come nearly as much as she does. Picking up my tempo, I kiss along the backs of her shoulders and whisper, “Are you going to come for me?”

“Yes.” She lets out a pained whimper.

“Show me,” I thrust hard and deep. “Show me how you fucking come for me.”

I take her faster, keeping the brutal thrusts until she moans into the sheets beneath her and writhing her hips against me.

“I’m never going to fucking get enough of you,” I groan as she comes, and her slick cunt convulses around me.

I begin to fuck her at a punishing pace for us both. One I know I will do me in, but I need more from her. I want her a quivering, bloody mess beneath me.

Gripping her hips, I fuck her into the mattress with such force it inches across the bed. Her cries of pleasure fill the room as she loses herself for me over and over again. Sweat glistens down her spine as she orgasms to exhaustion.

My own sweat beads my hairline and trickles down my chest as I relentlessly fuck her. Still wanting more of her, I can’t hold back. My balls tighten, and my cock grows more rigid inside of her. I’m fucking done for. Slamming to her, her entire body trembles as my cock twitches inside of her. Her hips grind against me through every spasm as I fill her with my cum and mark her as mine.

Buried deep inside of her, I rub my fingers along her sweaty skin as we both try to slow our deep, heavy breaths. Pulling my cock from her, I scoop her exhausted body into my arms and place her on the bed. I pull open the drawer of the nightstand and grab a cleansing towelette to thoroughly clean the dried blood from her backside.

“Could you be any more perfect for me?” I pose the rhetorical question as I climb into the bed beside, pull her close and wrap my body around her.

“Or you for me,” she sleepily mutters as she nestles herself into my chest.