32. Joker

Chapter 32

Joker

Fuck, my girl does not know the bear she's poking. I don't want to scare her, but if she's going to ask for the real me, then she's going to get it. She's so fucking wet already that it would have been impossible to turn down the chance she was offering. Her hot little cunt is dripping all over my cock. I should make her clean it off. Any other time I might. I'm too far gone now. I shift on the bed, slapping her on the ass as I haul her roughly off my body.

"On your hands and knees now," I command, my tone coming out darker and filled with authority. It's a timbre my beautiful Peaches will become intimately familiar with. It's one I will only use on her for the rest of our lives. She looks at me, her eyes wide like saucers as surprise hits her. "Now," I order when she hesitates. She turns immediately, and I take a minute just to admire her. Her peach shaped ass is on full display, white and creamy, begging to be spanked. She's looking over her shoulder at me. I know she's nervous. My Skylar can't hide that. Yet, I can also see excitement written all over her face. Something settles deep inside of me. I worried she would want something else from our relationship. I was prepared to attempt changing for her, but I now know that I won't have to.

I move behind her, pushing on the inside of her thighs, forcing her legs farther apart. I grunt as I touch her wet, creamy thighs. Jesus, she's soaked. "So fucking wet for me," I purr, leaning my body over hers. I slide my hand between her legs, palming her pussy and squeezing it. "This wet little cunt is all for me, isn't it, Skylar? It belongs to me and only me."

"Yes," she whispers.

I smile because I like she agreed, but it still doesn't work for me. I keep my grip on her and use my free hand to swat her ass again. "What did you say? I can't hear you."

"Yes. I'm yours," she cries.

My grin deepens, pleased as fuck where this is going. Yet, I push for more. She tempted me—now she's going to see what happens.

I spank her once more, this time making it a little harder. Skylar's body jerks in response, as I tighten my hold on her cunt. "You forgot something, Peaches. Who does this pussy belong to? Who do you belong to?" I ask again.

"You," she responds instantly.

Her ass is pink. It's fucking beautiful. I stroke my hand over it, petting the warmed skin. At the same time, I flex the hand holding her pussy, tightening my hold before releasing and repeating the same thing over and over. I know my action is teasing her clit. She's so wet, I can tell she loves what we're doing. There's no way to misunderstand it. I let my fingers press between her lips, seeking her clit. I stroke the swollen button before pinching it between her fingers.

"You're new to what is between us, so I'm going to help you out, baby."

"You are?" she gasps. Her body is trembling as I continue to work her clit.

"When we're alone together, I'm Tor or Sir."

"Okay," she breathes, her body rocking into my hands. She stretches, trying to get what she needs. What my woman doesn't understand is she will only get it when I'm ready to give it.

"Answer correctly," I grunt, spanking her a little harder than I have before.

"Yes, Tor," she pants.

I thought I'd rather hear her call me sir, but I was wrong. Having her whisper Tor , makes my balls tighten and my dick throb. I lean down, running my tongue over her ass. You can see my handprint now and I love it so much I bite it.

"Fuck," she hisses out. Skylar's hips jerk back, her pussy quivering around my fingers, and her body shuddering. "Please, Tor, make me come. I need you," she begs me so prettily. I kiss the bite mark and run my tongue over it once more.

I don't know how I got so fucking lucky. My woman is perfect—she's everything I could ever imagine wanting, not that I ever had before meeting Skylar. I'm never letting her go. I will tie her to me. I will use the pleasure I can bring her. I will feed the hunger that she has inside her. She doesn't even realize what she craves— but I do . I'm definitely going to use that to my advantage.

I rake my fingers over and over through her slick, wet pussy—soaking them in the evidence of her desire. I make sure that with each stroke I torment her clit. "Do you want me to let you come, baby?" I purr, while continuing to work her with my hand.

"I'm so close," she whimpers.

"Do you want my cock, Peaches?"

"Yes … Tor, please. I want you inside me."

"Maybe I should withhold my cock because you've been such a brat."

" Don't! Please! I need you so much."

"If I give you my cock, promise you're going to be my good girl and give yourself over to me, Skylar. I need you to trust me to take care of you—no matter what. Always —even if you don't like it. Trust that I know what's best for you."

"I do. I trust you so much, Tor. I belong to you. I always have."

Hearing those words from her mouth fills me with fucking euphoria. This is the woman I've always needed in my life. She's my fucking world . I slide my hand back, bringing it to her ass, raking it between her cheeks and painting the ring of muscle, pushing my fingers inside a little at a time. I begin with making quick strokes, teasing her, but making her muscles loosen and get used to what I want from her. Skylar tenses at first, but I pet her back and try to calm her nerves.

"Relax, Peaches. Give your body to me."

She takes a deep breath and lets it out. As she exhales, my fingers slide a little deeper inside. I groan at the way her muscles clamp down on my fingers. Christ, she'll break my cock unless I get her ready.

"Tor—" she whines.

I wonder if Skylar realizes the significance of using my shortened name each time she responds to me. I think on some level she must. To me, it's a sign that I was worried about nothing. My woman is perfection. She's made for me.

"We're going to have to train your ass to accept my cock, Peaches. When things calm down, I'll take you shopping, and we'll find something to fill your ass perfectly and stretch it for my cock."

"Oh, God …"

"Oh, I feel how much you liked that. Your whole body shivered in response. You're made to please me, Peaches. When the time comes, I'm going to make you feel so good," I promise her, as I push through her tight muscles and stretch out my fingers in the shape of a V.

"Fuck me," she hisses. She buries her head in the mattress, her tits raking against the sheets, as she rocks her beautiful ass toward my body. It's so beautiful I lean down to bite one of her milky globes while I close my fingers, only to open them back up.

"Don't worry, baby. I'm going to fuck you really good. I have so much to show you. You'll see. I know what you crave. I knew the moment you let me make you cum in front of that fuck-head in the club that we were made for one another. I'm going to push you to your limits and you're going to let me, aren't you, Peaches?"

"Yes," she responds.

I slap her ass harder than I have before, loving the way her body reacts. "Answer correctly," I order.

"Yes, Tor."

In reward, I bend down near her now red ass and blow on the outline of my hand. She shivers, the muscles of her ass quivering around my fingers. I nibble on the same area, but I'm gentle about it.

"Can I … Will you let me come, Tor?" she puffs out. Her voice is breathy and hoarse. I wish I could see her face right now. I'm going to have to have a mirror installed in our bedroom—several of them, actually. I want to be able to see her face at all times, from any angle.

There's so much I want to show her. I'm already imagining just how fucking turned-on she's going to be when I take her to the underground club in Tennessee. I'm going to take her into one of the private rooms and fuck her. I'm wondering if she'll want me to take her while she watches other couples together through the privacy glass, or if she'll prefer letting them watch her. That's something for us to discuss soon. I will never share her, and no one in our everyday lives will ever get to see her come. That's all mine . Still, my woman has a wild side, and I'm going to let her fly—to a certain extent. It's my job to know just what she needs and to provide it. Plus, I'd be lying if I didn't say the idea of fucking her and letting strangers see how completely she belongs to me doesn't turn me on.

"You've been such a good little girl that I'm going to let you cum all over my cock. Would you like that, baby?"

"Yes, Tor. So much."

I wrap my free hand around my cock, teasing her pussy with the head before I press the tip against her entrance. I rotate my fingers in her ass, refusing to take them out. If anything, I push them in deeper at this new angle. "Hold on, Peaches," I warn, right before I thrust all the way inside her greedy pussy.

"Tor!" she screams out my name. If anyone is in the hall outside, they will have heard us, but I don't really give a fuck. I ride her body hard, bearing down on her, letting her feel the weight of me above her as I piston my hips and fuck her hard. The sounds of sex echo around us. My woman moves with me perfectly, as if it is a dance that we've perfected for years. We move in unison. It's as if we're two halves of a whole made for one another. Nothing—and I mean abso-fucking-lutely nothing has ever felt this good.

"Put your left shoulder down, reach that hand under and play with your clit, baby. While my dick is fucking your cunt hard, and my fingers are working your ass, you're going to rub that hungry little clit of yours and show me what a perfect, greedy little slut you can be for me."

"Oh God, oh God, Oh God," she chants.

"I'm your god now, Peaches. Now, come ," I demand.

The minute her fingers slide over her clit, she's done. Her entire body jerks. She lets out a loud, keening cry and shatters beneath me. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, milking it, and her ass quivers all around my fingers, begging for them to stay. I hold off my climax until she rides out wave after wave of her own ecstasy. Only when I know she's done and she's whimpering in the aftershocks, do I pull my cock out. I take the hand from her ass and grip her hip tightly, holding her in place because her legs can barely hold her body up. Then I grip my cock, jacking it off, while aiming it where I want it. I groan out her name as stream after stream of my cum jets out and splatters against her ass, running over it and down the crack of her ass.

"Mine!" I yell, as I slap my cock against her ass, letting it bounce with the last expulsion of my cum. I slap my hand down on her ass and rub it into her skin. Stretching out over her but keeping most of my weight off her body so I can continue to finger fuck my cum into her ass, I hold her close.

I close my eyes as my woman whispers, "I love you, Tor."

I kiss the side of her head, my heart so fucking full that it might explode. I don't talk, though. The moment is too perfect. Words aren't needed. She is my world.