[PAST] It's a Whore's World

There was a deep satisfaction in watching her fall apart to his ministrations and deep entanglement. Working that spring taught until it unfurled underneath him, her evidence of her pleasure both voiced and slicking the bed supporting them. Ruth retreated to the beds edge, hand idly stroking himself while she recovered, eventually shifting to join him at the edge.

Fingers came to guide him along her begging entrance and Ruth let her please herself with his cock, offering only the lightests of presses, teasing her still with a husky chuckle. But torture is so much fun, sinking into her briefly on the word fun and then withdrawing again completely. Maybe later he’d indulge her fantasy if she mentioned it, a night, or days of debauchery were on the cards, it meant another bath and more fun, why would he deny her?

That’s what I wanted to hear, he’d hum, a hand bundling up her hair to draw her back, lips trailing a path along her ear. Had me wondering when I would hear you get real needy-like. His free hand came around to tease, pinch her nipple roughly before jounreying to her hip, her hand guiding him to full seat himself with a low growl. I’mma fuck you all night, Willie. Fuck you so much that I’ll have to make you an extra strong batch.

He rocked forwards, the hand at her hip digging into the flesh while the hand in her hair held her against him as his mouth feasted along her neck. Teeth scraped, tongue licked tasting and picking up the scents of their bath earlier had his pace pick up. Eyes rolled behind lids, her core meeting his thrusts like a wave crashing against the shore. You sweet fuckin’... ugh words would fail him, replaced by grunts and groans as the long drawn out evening finally tipped the first die of their time together.

Scream for me, he’d hiss against her ear, the hand at her hip sliding down to take over her teasing of her own clit. No. He couldn’t have that. Scream for it, Willie.

@Wilhelmina