Buying the Virgin

Chapter 100: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Sixteen

CHARLOTTE

“Please….”

“Please, what?”

“Please, Master. Please get inside me…”

“Like this?” He plunges deep inside me, hilting himself, then again withdrawing.

Hips bucking, I convulse and moan.

“Like that?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Want it again?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Ask nicely then.”

“Please, Master…”

“Please what?”

He’s playing me, but I can feel him trembling. He’s having difficulty restraining himself….

“Please, Master. I want you inside me.”

He thrusts again, a single time and withdraws. Again, my hips jerk, and I thrash under him.

Two can play that game….

He’s not expecting it. His weight is still on his arms, but I reach around to embrace him, pulling him down onto me. Now, he wraps his arms around me, and I make my move, heaving suddenly, to roll, taking him with me. I have just enough time to register the surprise on his face before he breaks into laughter as I scrabble for position. Now, he is on the bottom, and I straddle him.

“Yes, Master. I do want you inside me.” And I writhe my hips over him, positioning his cock at my entrance before sliding down on him.

Will he let me do this?

My Master sighs, lying back as he looks up at me, laughter in his eyes. “Nicely done, Madam.”

up and down on the cock deliciously within me, I take it just as

gives himself to me, allowing me to take control. His eyes close, but his breath quickens as I increase the tempo

“Good?” I ask.

moment he is silent, then, “It’s like the Glory that was Greece and the

straddling my Master, speared by him inside, I collapse into helpless giggles as he gazes

me by the waist, he starts to thrust upwards, taking

*****

MICHAEL

open, I hear laughter, Charlotte’s. There is a rippling quality to it that can only

open. Glancing inside, unseen, nonetheless, I see

but seldom does he drop the mask, letting others see that he loves her. Right now, both their

curved above her head as she displays herself to him, her thighs are spread wide, taking him inside. Her waist and hip and spine blend into a tight curve, her breasts lifted high by her upraised position, the nipples hard and puckered. And her hair is a vivid splash of red against her pale skin, a smooth cascade over shoulders, breasts and waist. Her eyes are lit with joy and lust and

lips are parted in a way that always makes me want to push my cock between them. Her

into life, quietly, I retrieve a bottle of wine from the snow bucket outside, then,

both look my

says James. “Good timing there

of

the bed, sipping my

nearby nipple, I trace my glass over the puckered

go easy…. You’re making

a man.” And I

she groans, and once more, James reacts, grunting, before pitching his head forward. He shudders, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her to him, jerking spasmodically as he pumps into

disable a man, how

had rather intended to keep that going

think

nothing, but her eyes are

another there?” I

on the lips, then lifts herself away from

Time for action….

but pass another to her, and to James. He sits

kneels at the edge of the bed, taking a sip, then cradles her wine as she watches me

juices and James’ cum, my cock, already at half-mast, swells and hardens. And still, she simply watches me, with that wide-eyed/feral/little girl expression that makes me

gonna make you scream

I don’t think

and jeans, my erection growing

her eyes

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