I licked up her neck and bit her chin. I wanted to torture her and make her wait for me to take her mouth, but she beat me to the punch because as soon as I was high enough, she lifted her head from the pillow and kissed me. She sucked on my bottom lip and dominated the kiss. I was a mere passenger to her needs, and I wasn’t even sad about it.
But I liked control. Maybe because she pushed back so much, it made the control all the sweeter with her. So, while I let her have her fun thinking she was dominating the situation, I moved my hand further, slipping under her panties and swiping at her slit. She gasped and pulled back from the kiss, not demanding I stop.
“Would you let me fuck you?”
Her eyes bounced between mine, curious, and turned on. “No penetration,” she reminded me.
“Let’s break the rules.”
We both groaned when I pressed my finger further between her lips. Her cunt was wet and slippery, and all I wanted was to coat myself in her.
“Would you like it? Would you try to hold back your moans so she wouldn’t know you have a cock stretching this tiny pussy?”
“Ian,” she moaned when my finger slid up to glide across her clit.
“We’d have to move slow, so she didn’t know I’d tugged your panties aside, and slid inside you.”
Her skin flushed, and I wanted to watch her come. Wanted to memorialize it on camera. I couldn’t penetrate her, but there were no rules about making someone get off.
“You’re so wet, Carina,” I whispered into her neck.
She was panting now as I worked my thumb in tighter and tighter circles.
“I bet I could slip inside you on the first push. I bet you’d make a mess of me with how wet your cunt is.”
Her nails dug into my back and scratched, pulling a moan from me.
“Such a dirty girl. About to come for the camera. Liking someone watching you take your pleasure.”
“Please.”
“More, baby? Do you need more?” I taunted. Having such a powerful woman beg underneath me had my cock harder than it had ever been before. I began to worry she was going to take me with her when she finally let go.
Needing this to end before that happened, I pressed my thumb directly to her bundle of nerves and roughly shoved two fingers inside her. Her thighs tightened on my hips just as her pussy spasmed around my fingers. I latched on to her parted lips and ate every moan she let free.
When her spasms softened to flutters, I eased my fingers out, and shifted to my side, my back to the camera. Holding her heavy gaze, I sucked every bit of moisture from my fingers, loving the sweet taste.
“I can’t wait to bury my tongue inside you.”
Her jaw clenched, and the hellcat came back. But this time it wasn’t to argue. No, she was ready to make me lose as much control as I’d made her lose.
“Stand up,” she ordered.
I thought about arguing but did as she commanded. She followed, standing toe to toe with me. She dragged her fingers down my chest, kissing each mark better as she fell to her knees.
“Now there’s a sight,” I taunted her. “You on your knees for me.”
She narrowed her eyes before nipping at my hip bones, pulling a shocked gasp from me. With a smirk she kissed along the edge of my boxer briefs, making it better. Rationally, I knew she couldn’t suck my cock right now, but that didn’t shut down the hope the photographer would get an emergency phone call, and I could fuck Carina’s mouth real quick before she came back.
My head swam from the lack of blood, and I needed to take back a little control before I passed out. I dug my hand in her hair, and tugged her head back, exposing her long neck straining over a hard swallow.
“Okay, that’s a wrap,” the photographer interrupted. I reluctantly looked away from Carina to Sarah’s beaming smile as she fanned her face. “Whew. That was one of the hottest sessions I’ve done.”
Carina extracted her hair from my fist and stood, grabbing her dress from the bed and slipping it on.
“I’ll give you both some time to get changed, and then there’s a room down the hall where you can hang out. You’re my only session today, so take your time.”
As soon as the door shut behind her, Carina looked me up and down, lingering on my cock straining to break free from my underwear. With one last heated glance, she turned and strutted into her changing room. Oh, hell no. I wasn’t done with her yet.
The door was almost closed when I lurched forward, slapping my palm to the wood, sending it back open. She jerked around but didn’t seem all that surprised to find me behind her. She retreated until her back hit the wall. The wide-eyed look might have been more effective if she hadn’t been undoing her dress the whole time.
As soon as I reached her, I gripped the edge of her panties and ripped them from her.
“Those were La Perla.”
“I don’t give a shit,” I growled, lifting her up before pinning her to the wall. “I’ll buy you a whole new set. But right now, I need to fuck you.”
“Good for you,” she taunted but didn’t move to get away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips.
I held her stare, daring her to stop me as I tugged my boxers down, and freed my dick.
“Are you going to fuck me or just play with yourself?”
With a growl, I poised myself at her entrance and roughly shoved in. She was so wet but tight from her earlier orgasm.
Her moan powered me on. I fucked her like a freight train, lost to the feeling of being buried inside her.
She gasped for air, leaning down to bury her head in my neck, biting at my shoulder.
“Fuck,” I growled at the sharp pain.
“Baby,” she insulted.
“Hellcat.”
She smirked, and I moved to the dresser next to us, needing better leverage. I swiped everything off the table, ignoring the crash. Resting her ass on the edge, I gripped her hips and fucked her, losing myself in the sight of my cock tunneling in and out of her bare cunt.
“Ian. Fuck.”
I wanted to say anything to get a rise out of her, but my orgasm was barreling down on me, and I needed every ounce of oxygen I could get to focus on not coming just yet. Moving my thumb to her clit, I pressed down before pinching her pussy lips together and rubbing.
Her mouth opened on a wordless cry. Her back arched, and I took the invitation to bite at her breasts. I lost the battle to not come when her pussy squeezed me like a vice. Burying my face in her cleavage, I groaned my orgasm. Goose bumps broke out across my skin as I emptied everything I had inside her. Her hand was in my hair, playing with the strands while we both caught our breath.
After a moment, I slowly slid out, I enjoyed how docile she was, but also wanted to get her all riled up again. She was fun, and I wanted to play some more.
Brushing her hair back from her damp cheek, I smirked. “Have I fucked you into submission yet?”
Her nostrils flared over her deep inhale before she pushed me away.
“You are such a child,” she said, reaching for her shirt.
“C’mon, Carina. Let me try again. I’m sure I can tame that mouth other ways.”
She stopped dressing to glare at me but didn’t say anything before continuing.
“You’re a pig.”
“You like it.”