For some reason, her dramatic answer makes me smile. I slide my fingers in and out of her ass, pulling them apart to stretch her with each new entry. Ana is grinding her chest down on the bed, dragging her breasts against the silk fabric of the sheets. I take my fingers out and she whimpers when they don’t go back in. I have other plans, though. I move to the side of the bed, roughly pulling her up to her knees. I hold her until she manages to steady herself on her elbows. I go back to rubbing her ass with one hand while massaging her pussy with the other. She’s bucking against my hold, whimpering with need and trying to grind against my hand, thrusting towards it in uneven, completely broken thrusts. She’s fueled by lust and it’s beautiful—but not enough. I lean down, letting my breath fan against her side, my lips grazing her hip.
“Such a beautiful little pussy. So hungry and greedy, it’s trying to devour my hand. You’d let me fuck you with my whole hand if I could get inside, wouldn’t you, pet? You’d do anything I ask right now if I just let you come. Say it, Ana.”
“Anything,” she whispers on a heavy breath.
I take my hands away, refusing to give her any kind of relief. Instead, I bring my palm hard on her ass. My dick jerks as the noise of my hand slapping that white fleshy ass rings through the room.
“Roman!” she yells out in surprise.
I spank her again, and again. She’s trying to get away, but that too is impossible, and by the time I deliver the tenth stinging slap, she’s thrusting up to meet my hand and panting.
“I’ll ask you again, Ana. Who owns this body?”
“You do!” she hisses.
I manhandle her. There’s no other way to put it. There’s nothing easy about the need slamming through me right now. I flip her over. The small area of movement she had with the tie ceases as the fabric twists and wraps around her wrists one more time, pulling taut. She cries out, but her hands are positioned high above her head, just like I want them. This won’t last long, so I won’t worry the pain will be too much. Later, I’ll take her slower. Now, the need to be inside her has been too long denied.
I push her legs up against her chest, opening that pussy to me. It’s so wet and covered in her juices, I could lose it right here. Instead, I spank the wet, juicy lips of her pussy. My dick cries as her body jerks up toward it. Her body shakes and I could swear a small orgasm runs through her body. She cries out my name and that drives me to take it further. I pull the lips of her pussy apart and slap my hand against it again, this time centering most of the attention on her hard, pulsating clit. She says something, but she’s so far gone the words are unrecognizable. Cream is literally pooling from her pussy, coating the side of her thighs. If I could stand it, I’d continue doing this over and over. Right now, my cock is demanding his due.
“Who owns this body, Ana?” I demand again. I’m going overboard, I know it, but I can’t stop it. My need for her to admit that she’s mine is as elemental as breathing.
“You,” she whimpers, her body shuddering.
I unlatch my pants, pushing them down my hips. I don’t have time to undress. I’ll worry about that later too. I line my cock up at her entrance, raking the head back and forth in her juices.
“I’m going to fuck you, Ana, and fill you with my cum, branding you from the inside, out.”
Her head comes up to look at me, her eyes round and she’s biting her lip. “Hurry,” she gasps, and that’s all the encouragement I need.
I brace myself on her knees, which are bent back against her body, and thrust inside her. Her muscles immediately clench my cock tight, rippling around it in a way that I know I won’t be able to hold on for very long. I pull out and then thrust back inside, firm. When I’m seated deep inside of her, I grind down on her pussy. Her body shudders beneath me and she cries out my name as another orgasm pummels her body—this one much bigger. Over and over I ram in and out of her, riding her hard. I can feel the heat run through my dick and my cum releasing into her.
“After I’m done,” I breathe, “I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Yes. God, yes,” she whimpers.
“Then, sweet Ana, I’ll pull out and come all over this body,” I tell her, stroking her stomach with my hand and envisioning my cum all over the creamy white skin. I’m shuddering as my climax moves through me, but I want to hold off, not give in completely until I give her the words that will show her just how obsessed I am. “I’ll pull out and come all over this body,” I repeat, “just so there’s no fucking doubt that you are, in fact,” I take a breath right before I trust back into her, “mine.”
I give in to the demand of my climax and let stream after stream of my cum jet inside of her, painting her fucking womb with my seed. I know it and I own it. I want her pregnant. I want Ana fucking tied to me, unable to get away. I collapse to the side of her, my head on her breast. I shiver as my dick slides from her body. My hand goes to her pussy and I hold it there, holding my cum inside of her, not wanting one drop to leave her.