Her new life

🔥As you wish🔥

He picks me up suddenly, as though his hurt arm didn't affect him at all.

Carrying me up the stairs

Sliding open the door with his foot.

He throws me on the bed.

My body lightly bounced from the contact.

He turns his back to me briefly as he closes the door behind us.

He walks to me slowly, as though stalking his prey.
Leaning over me, his hands meet the ties that bind my dress to gather undoing them hastily.

Pulling the dress off my body and back on the ground.

"Much better," he says with a smirk.

His calloused hands pull my garments off with ease, sliding them down my legs tenderly.

Softly grabbing one of my legs, his lips softly kiss my calf as he inches his lips slowly up agonizingly slow. Feeling his hot breath slowly on my skin as he makes his way up. Though replaced quickly with the small wetness his lips left on my skin and his breath cooling the area. His other free hand holds my other leg apart.

I was growing rather impatient by the minute as his kisses made their way up to my core.

He looks at me and smirks, noticing the sexual frustration he was causing me.

"Something wrong?" he asked, smirking at me.

He hadn't even taken off his clothes, and my body was practically begging to be touched by him.
His stupid idiot self that was driving me.

I huff in frustration, staring at the wood panel ceiling.

"Thats what I thought," he says, his mouth now dangerously close to my core. Though his mouth doesn't make contact initially, His lips continue upwards up my valley; his lips softly kiss my tummy; his hands continue to keep my legs apart.

His kisses were soft until he got close to my chest, where they became more hungry and lustful. Biting and sucking on the area. Still slowly trailing until he gets close to my lips, placing his on mine, I kiss him passionately. He uses one hand to softly grab one of mine, running my hand on his face.

He places it in his hand. My fingers touch his hair gently, and his curls belt in between my fingertips.
I don't pull it, just continue resting my fingers lightly intertwining my fingers in his hair.

Softly, he grabs my other hand, and he comes, both my hands resting on his head, his curls in between all my fingers.

I was confused by the gesture, as he never let me touch his hair before for no obvious reason.

He pulls away from the kiss, now taking one hand, he firmly holds my leg down, and his other hand slowly rubs my bud, adding pressure with the pad of his thumb.

"Tell me what you want, Clem, and what you want me to do to you," he says, his voice silky and smooth, sending shivers down my spine. He roughly shoves two fingers into me suddenly.

A whimper leaves my lips from the surprising action.

The pleasant feeling and the tingling feeling only amplified it.

"Whatever you want to do to me," I say, my voice trembling.

"As you wish," he says with a smirk. His kisses move back down their original trail, still slow as his mouth meets my breast. His finger is still working in unison as he rubs my bud, and the two others thrust upwards towards that magical spot.

Once his mouth meets my breast, he licks and sucks on my nipple. For a minute before moving to the other side.

I bit my lip harshly, humiliated that I made a noise so quickly.

I could feel his hardened member against my thigh.

He continues working his easy down, kissing me slowly, and his free hand suddenly slaps my breast.

Another whimper leaves my lips yet again from the sudden contact.

"Don't hide your moans from me. Because trust me, I'm going to get you much louder by the time I'm finished with you." He says sternly, looking up at me.

His breath felt against my most intimate bit.
The pad of his thumb is replaced by his tongue as he lightly flicks it, the feeling very different than his thumb, his fingers still roughly moving in and out.

As more sounds of pleasure escape my lips. Everyone, and then his tongue would be replaced by his teeth as he lightly nibbled on the area.

"Exactly what I want my slut to sound like. As I fuck her with my fingers and tongue," he says, stopping and looking at me as I become undone.

"Oh, I like that. Keep looking at me while I fuck you with my tongue," he says to be his tongue replaced with the pad of his thumb holding pressure on the area and his two fingers removed from my opening.

His tongue sliding in and out as he looks at me.

His eyes were dark with lust.

I felt my body becoming closer as my legs slightly began to shake.

I remove my hands from his hair, not wanting to pull it.
"Please, please. Can I come?" I beg as I feel myself close.

"Go on, cum on my younger Clem," he says briefly before pulling me closer to him, deepening his tongue as I release.

Once I had cum. He stopped the contact with his tongue but kept rubbing my bud.

"Undress me," he says with a smirk as he continues to rub me.

My trembling fingers unbutton his shirt.
His fingers find their way into me again as he roughly shoves two fingers into me again.

His shirt unbuttoned, I slide it shortly down his shoulders, and he throws it off his hand, returning to its original position. I undo his belt with great difficulty. As it was difficult to concentrate. I make a move to toss it before he grabs it from my hands, setting it above my head.

I unbutton his pants and unzip them. He climbs off of me, and I turn away, letting me finish getting undressed before he slaps my sensitive bud harshly.

"I didn't tell you to stop looking at me. He says before returning his fingers. Using one hand to pull off his bottoms.

He kicks off his hoes and takes off his socks all while fingering me and undressing.

He quickly climbs back on top of me, taking away his hand he suddenly shoves into me.

His thumb rubs my oversensitive bud. Throwing my legs over his shoulders.

He begins to thrust roughly and slowly.

His free hand softly places itself in my throat as he adds slight pressure.

"Ah, I've just started fucking you, and you are already close. My dirty girl," he says as he starts to kiss my neck.

"Please, can I cum?" I ask slightly, begging once again.

"Go on, come on, my dick, my dirty little girl," he says against my ear. I feel his smirk as he continues torturing my sensitive bud, helping me through my more intense second wave of euphoria.

After my wave of pressure, he flips me over my face and chest against the soft bed.

He pulls my waist up, keeping my bottom in the air. His hand makes contact with my bottom as he enters me again.

Another moan leaves my lips.
"Does my dirty girl like to be spanked while I fuck her?" he asked me.

When I didn't answer the embarrassing question, he roughly grabbed my throat while he still thrust into me wildly.

Pulling me close to his body, he smacks my bottom one more time.

He reapeats the same question.

"Does my dirty girl like being spanked while I fuck her?" he asks, slightly adding pressure to the hold he has on my neck.

"Yes," I say in a voice I didn't recognize.

"Good girl, letting me fuck you however I want to. You look so beautiful when your eyes roll back when your cuddling on my dick. Taking what I give you like such a good girl," he says against my ear.

His words did an unspeakable thing to my body.
"Please," I whimper as I feel like I am close yet again.

"Wait," he says.

As he thrust a few more times.
"Now," he says as we finish together.
He flips me over gently as he kisses my lips softly.

Post Message i feel like I'm actually terrible at writing smut so tell me if i should stop lol