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Chapter 51

Author: Viviane
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-19 21:51:54

I give her panties a hard tug, forcing them inside her even more and making her gasp and cling to me as her body starts to shake and her whimpers grow louder.

“Quiet, baby, or I’m going to have to stop.” “Don’t you dare,” she whisper shouts at me.

I give her a wicked grin and tsk at her, earning me an even brattier look that has my cock straining at my pants.

“You have no idea of the dominant streak you bring out in me, little one.” I give her clit a hard enough pinch to have her knees buckling as she lets out a breathy gasp and digs her fingers into my shoulders to help keep herself upright.

“But you’ll learn, won’t you, baby?”

I give her clit a comforting rub, turning all that pain into pleasure, and when I roughly yank on her panties, ripping them easily from her tight, young body, she lets out a soft, “Yes, please yes,” and arches her hips up to me in invitation.

“So fucking eager,” I murmur against her skin, kissing a line to her neck. I rub her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. “I’m not so sure I should let you cum yet.” I give the crook of her neck a bite, loving how receptive she is to every touch, every kiss, every stroke of my fingers.

“Yes, you should,” she begs. “Please, Justin, I can’t fucking take it anymore. I was such a good girl and didn’t fuck myself earlier, even though

I wanted to. Don’t I deserve a reward?”

I run my tongue over her shoulder. “It does please me a great deal that you obeyed me, sweetheart. Maybe you do deserve a reward, especially since I jerked myself off immediately after leaving your room.”

I laugh against her skin at the shocked, angry gasp she gives. I work her little pussy harder, sliding two fingers into her tight cunt while keeping the palm of my hand pressed tight against her clit, rubbing her with every stroke of my fingers.

“I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard in my life,” I admit, teasing her with kisses and soft bites. “I shot my load in my hand, imagining my tight fist was your virgin pussy and you were begging me to fuck you harder and to fill your little cunt with my seed.”

My words have her body tensing and her breaths coming in fast pants.

“Don’t scream, baby,” I warn her, bringing my face back to hers. “When you cum, you do it quietly. Do you understand?”

She nods her head quickly, her eyes already glazed over in her orgasm haze, and I wonder if she’s even understood what I’ve asked. I don’t repeat myself, though. My girl can either learn to obey or spend the rest of her life with a very red bottom. It’s a win for me either way.

I finger-fuck her harder, forcing the orgasm onto her and keeping myself just out of reach so I can’t swallow her screams with a kiss. She has to keep herself quiet or disobey me, the choice is hers.

I won’t deny how happy it makes me to see her struggling so much. She bites her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and whimpers and moans as quietly as she can, but I keep working her tight little pussy, adding in another finger and stretching her wider than her virgin cunt has ever been, and when she starts to cum again, she lets out a scream that I quickly quiet with my mouth, kissing her hard, tasting the blood from her split lip and feeling my balls tense as precum soaks my fucking cock like it hasn’t since I was a fucking teenager.

Her whole body is shaking by the time I pull back, and she’s still letting out soft little whimpers, each one sending a shock of pleasure through my cock. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, and she’s slowly rocking her hips against me, enjoying the aftershocks and the liquid feel of her muscles.

“Ah, my sweet, sweet girl,” I say, unable to hide my amused grin. “Your ass is going to pay for that later.”

Instead of looking scared, she gives me a hungry look that nearly takes my breath away. “Are you going to punish it with your big cock?”

I groan at her words and slide my fingers out of her pussy, bringing my glistening fingers to her lips. “Suck,” I tell her. “Clean your sloppy cunt from my hand.”

She parts her lips for me, sucking my fingers in and running her tongue over the sensitive skin between my fingers.

“You like the taste of your pussy?”

“Mm-hmm,” she moans, sucking me even harder.

“And do you like the idea of me fucking your disobedient little ass?” I ask, eyeing her as she hungrily sucks my fingers and wishes it was my cock she was latched onto so tightly.

She keeps her eyes on me and slowly slides my fingers out of her mouth. “Yes,” she says, and then gives me a shy smile. “Is that wrong? Do you think that’s gross?”

I laugh at the absurdity of it. “There is nothing wrong or gross between us,” I tell her, running my thumb over her swollen lips, pleased that she’s at least stopped bleeding. Sliding my hand down her side, I bring it around and cup her ass, squeezing her round cheek tightly.

“I would love nothing more than to fuck your sweet little virgin ass, but first I’m going to spank it until it’s red and you feel like your cheeks are on fire and you’re begging me to fuck you.”

She lets out a soft whimper at my words and gives me the cutest smile. “I was a very bad girl for screaming after you told me not to,” she admits, tightening her arms around me. “You should make sure you spank me extra hard so I learn my lesson.”

“Fucking hell,” I groan. “You are so perfect.”

I shove her soaking, used panties in my pocket and grab her hand. “Come on, we’ll order some room service later instead. I can’t wait another minute to fuck you.”

“Wait,” she says, gripping my hand tighter and holding me in place. “I need to ask you something first.”

“What? Ask me anything, Liv, and I’ll tell you.”

I’m expecting questions about my past, maybe women I’ve been with or how old I am or something along those lines, but she surprises me by blushing and asking, “Do you like cats?”

I laugh, surprised by the out-of-nowhere question. “Yeah, I like cats quite a bit. Why do you ask?”

She tilts her chin up and gives me that stubborn look that I’m beginning to easily recognize. “Because I have a cat, and he’s non-negotiable. He’s part of the deal. If you want me, then he’s a part of that package.”

I smile and cup her face while looking down at my small, stubborn girl. “Deal,” I say. “I’d do anything for you,” I tell her, earning me one of her sweet smiles. “Now, come on, darlin’, my cock is about to fucking explode, and I’m dying to fuck that sweet mouth of yours.”

She gives me a big, excited grin as she follows me down the street. God, could she get any more perfect?

 

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