There’s something about corrupting someone in the purest form. She didn’t swear, or didn’t like to, but the sound of it made my cock grow hard. She looked fucking beautiful laid out across my bed with her flowing blonde hair and her blue eyes sparkling in the vibrant lighting of the room. She wasn’t muscular from working out, or too thin, like a crack addict, from being strung out. Her body could best be described as a classic hourglass—large breasts and curvy hips joined by a tiny waist. She looked almost angelic, her white skin against the black comforter.

I reached under her torso, cupping the crook of her arms, and tossed her up the bed. “Wow.” She laughed as she bounced against the mattress. “You just moved me like I weighed nothing.”

“You’re like a feather,” I said, crawling up her body and reaching for the condom on my nightstand.

She giggled, her eyes growing wide as I tore the condom wrapper open between my teeth. There was something so fucking innocent about her, and I wanted to crawl inside of her goodness and never leave.

I nested between her legs, resting one arm under her body, trying not to crush her under my weight. “Laugh while you can, sweet girl,” I murmured against her lips. “I’m going to make you scream all those dirty words you’re too scared to say.”

Her eyes were like saucers as I slid the condom over my piercing and down my shaft. Her pussy glistened as I nudged her legs farther apart with my knees. I wanted to tear her up, own her body, and make her mine for the night. I didn’t wait for a reply before placing my lips over hers, consuming her, and coaxing her tongue into my mouth. I could spend hours kissing her, exploring every crevice, and be happy, but my balls were heavy and throbbed, needing the release. Capturing her nipple with my fingers, I pinched it lightly and rolled it between the tips. She moaned in my mouth, and my dick jumped to attention, aching to be inside her.

My mouth never left hers as I captured all of the sounds that escaped; those were mine and only mine to devour. Her body writhed under my relentless pursuit of her nipple and the overwhelming onslaught of my fingers against her delicate flesh. I wanted to make her come like this, but I knew there would be time for that later.

Her throat was soft underneath my tongue, and I inhaled the sweet smell of her perfume, stopping near her collarbone before sinking my teeth into her flesh. Her body moved, her hips rose off the bed, and her pussy nudged my cock—an open invitation.

“What do you want?” I said, as I bit down on the flesh of her shoulder.

“You.”

“What part of me?” I didn’t want to make this easy on her. I got a secret thrill out of watching her squirm with each question or prompt.

“Your penis.”

Jesus…seriously? Normally I’d think it was all an act, but this girl was as good as they came, and I’d have my work cut out for me. I liked the idea of a conquest, someone that I could corrupt and make my own.

“The other word. I won’t fuck you until you do.” I could have blue balls by then, but eventually she’d say it. I wouldn’t give in until she did.

I captured her nipple between my teeth, clamping down on the tip as I flicked it with my tongue.

“City, please,” she said as she grabbed my shoulder almost breaking the skin with her nails.

I held her nipple with my teeth. “Say it.”

“I can’t.” She pushed her pussy against me. “Just do it.” I gave it right back as I ground my cock against her wetness. “Oh, God,” she moaned.

“He ain’t gonna help you now. Say the word, and it’s yours.” I sucked the tip harder.

“I want your c…”

“Say it and I’ll slide it in that hot, wet pussy and make you scream. That shit I can guarantee.” I slid my stiff shaft against her, touching her clit with each stroke. “Say it.”

“Cock,” she exhaled. “I want your cock.”

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I asked as I smiled against her skin. I knew she was uncomfortable, but I didn’t give a fuck. She seemed like the type of girl that lived in a very controlled world; set limits for herself and never crossed them. I’d help her go beyond her imaginary lines.

I kissed her deeply and nudged her opening with the tip of my cock as she wrapped her legs around my back, almost pushing me inside of her. She knew what she wanted. She forced me inside of her with a moan and a whimper.

Her body felt warm and slick, and a shiver ran down my spine as I entered her. I wanted to thrust inside, wanted to be balls deep, but also wanted to be in control of the pace. I licked her lips and stared into her eyes as I pushed in slowly, until I couldn’t go any further. I was still for a moment and just relished the feeling of being in her—exactly where I’d wanted to be since the moment I saw her.

She looked beautiful lying on my pillow with her blonde hair framing her face like a golden crown. Her blue eyes shimmered in the light and her cheeks were tinged pink from the excitement, could have been lust. I needed to move. I wanted to make her scream. I pulled out of her slowly as her nails dug into my shoulder, and thrust my dick inside of her, unable to stop myself.

She mewled and moaned with each stroke, as I picked up the pace, unable to take it slow. I wanted to watch her, see her face, as I fucked her. I leaned back and pulled her legs from my back and placed her feet against my shoulders. I smiled at her and licked my thumb.

“Want more?” I said as I pulled out of her.

“Yes.” Her voice was breathy and whisper quiet.

I placed my thumb against her swollen clit and began to move it in small circles. “Oh, God,” she moaned as her pussy convulsed around my shaft.

“Do you wanna come?” I asked, pulling out again, just leaving the tip inside.

Licking her lips, she looked at me with glassy eyes as she panted, “Yes.”

“Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked as I denied her the very thing she wanted most—my cock and her orgasm.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Say it.” My lips twitched as I tried to stop the smile and laughter that wanted to escape as her face turned pink. “It’s a simple phrase. You want my cock? Tell me what you want me to do with it.”

She opened her eyes and exhaled before quickly saying, “Fuck me.”

“Gladly.” I thrust inside of her and moved my thumb rhythmically against her swollen clit as her body twitched and her head pushed deeper into the pillow. I wrapped my free hand around her thigh, gripping it as I assaulted her.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good,” I moaned. I didn’t go easy on her—she wasn’t breakable. I increased the pace as her breathing became more jagged and her body began to glisten in the light. I could feel her body milking me, wanting more, and in that moment I stopped.

“Hey,” she yelled, and her eyes opened, showing more passion and hatred than I thought possible. “I was so close.”

I didn’t speak, but pulled her legs tighter against my torso. Her feet were near my face and her legs were flush against me. I gripped her legs, allowing me to hold her and stop her from moving. I pounded into her, battering her body. I watched in awe as her tits bounced from the force of my body slamming into her.

She began to yell, “Oh, God.”

“That’s right, sugar. Let go. Feel all of me. I want you so fucking bad.”

I used every muscle in my body to fuck her. I wanted her to know I possessed her and owned her orgasm in this moment. Her body began to tremble as her leg muscles tightened and flexed against me. I gripped her legs tighter, not wanting her to move.

“Fuck,” spilled from her lips, and I couldn’t control myself any longer. I didn’t have to coax her into saying the word, but my cock had pushed her over the edge.

“You’re so fucking tight,” I said as I watched her body on the edge of orgasm—covered in sweat, skin flushed, and mouth open, lost in sensation.

She reached up and touched her breast, pushing herself over the edge as I thrust into her harder than I had before. “Oh God. Oh God, don’t fucking stop,” she wailed.

Her naked body before me, her dirty mouth, and watching her touch herself caused my balls to tighten, and the orgasm ripped through me. I shook and moaned as I pounded into her, her insides gripping me. Every part of my body tingled, and small aftershocks shook me to my very core.

I needed to catch my breath. The only sounds that filled the room were our gasps for air and the snap of the condom. “Fucking hell. That was amazing,” I said as I kissed her ankle, running my hands up her legs.

“I’ve never…” she said.

“Never what?”