His Nasty Little Pussy

Breathless, I lifted my head and smiled at him. My mouth was swollen and sore, but all I felt was joy as he rubbed his thumb along my lips.

“Let’s go home,” he said, pulling me to my feet.

Home. I really loved the sound of that.

“But first,” he said, standing and putting his still semi-hard cock in his pants, “we need to cover you up.”

I looked down at my half-naked body and smiled when he went to his gym bag to find me another t-shirt. He came back and pulled it over my head, helping me get my arms in the holes before tugging it all the way down to mid-thigh.

“Much better,” he said with a smug grin. “No one gets to see that but me.”

Turning, he pulled me from the room and toward the exit. The crowd had grown while we were in the office, and Damian wrapped his arm around my shoulder, keeping me close to him as he guided us through the mass of people. When we got close to the bar, Damian shouted a goodbye to Sally who gave us a wide grin and a thumbs up before turning back to her customers. I felt the vibrations of Damian’s laughter and snuggled in closer, loving the feel of his hard body against mine. He made me feel so small and protected. I loved everything about him.

The ride home was a blur of anticipation. He kept his hand on my thigh the whole way, lightly tracing his fingers along my inner thigh, keeping me in a constant state of arousal. I watched as we passed by my own house and smiled at my darkened bedroom window, knowing I’d never sleep there again. Damian squeezed my thigh as if reading my mind.

“Your home is with me now,” he said, and I couldn’t have contained the giant grin that spread across my face even if I’d wanted to.

When he pulled into his driveway, I barely had time to get out of the car before his mouth was on mine again. He kissed me long and hard, pinning my body against his car. I ran my fingers through his hair, spreading my legs a bit so I could feel his hard cock against me.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He separated from my mouth long enough to say, “Inside,” before he was kissing me again. Reaching down, he grabbed onto my hips, lifting me up as if I weighed nothing so I could wrap my legs around him as he carried me inside.

I kissed a line down his jaw and whispered in his ear, “This reminds me of the last time you carried me into your house.” I licked a line up his neck. “Did you feel me lick your neck that day?”

He squeezed my ass where he held me. “At first, I thought I’d imagined it, but when I realized what a shameless flirt you were, I knew it wasn’t all in my mind.”

“I’m not a shameless flirt!”

“You flashed your pussy at me more times than I can count,” he said with a laugh while he unlocked his door.

“I was just showing you what was already yours,” I said, nibbling on his neck.

As soon as we were inside, he laid me down gently on the set of stairs leading to the upper level and buried his head in my neck, kissing and licking a line to my ear before giving it a gentle nibble. He pulled his shirt over my head, letting his eyes roam over my nearly naked body. He sat back, running his hands over my skin until he got to my left ankle. He unbuckled the stiletto, letting it drop with a clatter before undoing the right one. I lifted my hips so he could pull my shorts and panties off and then sat up so he could do the same with my shirt and bra.

I lay back, naked with my legs spread wide for him. His eyes drank me in, and I smiled at the sight of his cock straining at his pants.

“So you’ve really never done anything except kiss that one boy?” he asked.

“Yes, Damian,” I said, bringing my hands to my pussy. I spread my lips wide, opening myself to him. “No one’s seen or touched this pussy except you.”

“And no one else ever will,” he said, bringing his mouth to my dripping cunt.

I moaned as he devoured me as thoroughly as he had my mouth. He explored every bit of me, sucking and teasing my pussy lips before traveling further down to lick and tease my asshole, making me yelp at the unexpected pleasure of it. He laughed against me as he teased me until I thought I would burst.

“Please, Damian,” I begged. “I need to cum.”

“Not yet,” he murmured as he slowly circled my ass with his tongue while he slid a long finger into my pussy. I immediately clenched around him, my whole body begging him for more. He groaned at the feel of my pussy, fucking me in long, smooth strokes with his finger. “God, you’re so fucking tight.”

He pulled his head back, making me groan in frustration. I slammed my hands down on the stairs and glared at him which only made him laugh and smile that cocky, sexy grin of his.

“You want me to fuck you?” he asked.

“You know I do,” I said. The frustration in my voice was obvious even to my own ears.

“Then turn around and crawl up the stairs.”

He waited, patiently watching to see if I’d do what he demanded. Truth was, I’d walk through a hot, scorching desert if it meant Damian would fuck me at the end of it, and judging by the glint in his eyes, he knew it.

I turned around and slowly started crawling up the stairs. I looked over my shoulder at him, loving the hungry look in his eyes as he stared at the view I was giving him.

“You like what you see?’ I asked, giving my ass a little shake.

“Yes, very much,” he said with a wide grin on his face.

When I turned back around, the last thing I expected was the feel of his palm coming down hard on my ass cheek, but that’s exactly what I got.

Before I could turn around, I got another hard smack on the other cheek so that my entire ass felt like it was on fire. When I finally looked back, I

was met with a wicked grin. “I told you you’d be getting more.”

He ran his hand over my sore cheeks. “Now get moving.”

I started climbing again, and every few steps I was rewarded with a new spanking. Tears stung my eyes, and when I didn’t think I could take any more, I felt his warm mouth on me, kissing the handprints that had to be all over my ass by now.

“Good girl,” he said kissing a line to the center of my ass. He gently spread my cheeks and asked, “Do you want your reward now for being such a good girl?”

“Mm-hmm,” I moaned as he began teasing my asshole with his tongue again. Keeping his mouth on my ass, he snaked one hand up to cup my tit and he used the other one to slide a finger into my pussy. My body exploded in pleasure. I rested my head against the stair in front of me, not caring that I’d probably have a horrible rug burn across my cheek tomorrow and arched my hips even more for Damian.

I gasped and moaned as he pinched my nipple and positioned his finger so that his thumb was rubbing against the inside wall of my pussy while one of his other fingers rubbed my clit. He continued to lick and kiss my asshole, and the combination of everything together had me screaming his name as I came hard against him. My whole body shuddered with pleasure, and right as I was about to cum again, I felt a large gush of liquid flow out of me. My hips rocked against Damian. He squeezed my nipple harder, teaching me that pain can sometimes heighten pleasure, and I collapsed into a shaking heap onto the stairs, gasping for breath.