Pride and Paige || Tac
tessa-gagnier:
He tasted great and felt amazing filling her mouth. His hand gently glided over the back of her neck, laced through the deep red locks of her hair. But as he pulled her head toward him roughly, Tessa felt almost a sense of relief. Her pet knew exactly how she liked it. She knew she wouldnât have to ask or instruct, he knew knew.Â
The head of his shaft met the back of her throat, causing the woman to gag, but she suppressed it. Drool leaked from the corners of her lips, making a trail down her chin and off of it to her breasts. She allowed Malcolm to take complete control of the movements of her head on his cock. His hand reached down, pinching and twisting at the small, hard nubs of her nipples.Â
She whimpered a little, then moaned, enjoying the sensation he left there. Finally, Malcolm pulled himself away from Tessa, a line of drool connecting her bottom lip to the tip of his cock. She raised her gaze to meet his, a desperate look behind them. âThank you for fucking me like you fucked that little slut,â she said in a raspy whisper, as if trying to catch her breath.Â
Malcolm grinned and stroked Tessaâs cheek lovingly âBut of course, my Queen but donât thank me just yet, we havenât gotten to the main event yet.â He forced her on her knees, ass up and gave the tender flesh a couple smacks before entering forcefully.
He gripped her hips, letting his nails dig into the flesh pounding into her at a rough steady pace. Malcolm alternated giving her ass slaps, leaving harsh red hand prints behind.Â













