Beg

"Sophie," he growled, his voice dripping with something sharp, venomous. "You thought I wouldn't find out?"

I froze, nausea rising in my throat. "So? What is it to you, you are fucking eating another woman's boobs in front of me!" I tried sounding calm, but my voice is shaky.

"Shut the fuck up," he snapped, cutting me off.

He shoved the woman aside, and she stumbled, her tits still exposed, her breath heavy.

Before I could move, Kirk grabbed my wrist, yanking me toward him. I jerked back, but he was too fucking strong. His grip tightened, and he dragged me down the hallway, throwing open a hotel room door.

"Get inside," he ordered, his voice low and dangerous.

I hesitated, but he shoved me in, slamming the door behind us. The room was dimly lit, the smell of cheap perfume and sweat hanging in the air.

Kirk's hands were on me before I could steady myself, his lips crushing mine in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was furious, possessive, fucking aggressive.

I tried to push him away, but his fingers dug into my hips, pulling me closer. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, and I hated how my body responded.

My skin burned where he touched me, my nipples hardening under my shirt. I tried to fight it, but my resolve crumbled, and I kissed him back just as hard, biting his lip until I tasted blood.

"That's more like it," he muttered against my mouth, his hands moving roughly over my body.

He tore my dress, and then his mouth was on my tits, sucking and biting, leaving marks that would bruise later.

I gasped, my back arching as his tongue flicked over my nipple, sending shocks of pleasure straight to my cunt.

"Fuck you, Kirk," I moaned, my voice shaky as my hands fisted in his hair.

He chuckled, the sound dark and fucking satisfying, and then his teeth grazed my skin, biting down hard enough to make me cry out.

"You like that, don't you?" he said, his voice thick with arousal. "You fucking love it when I hurt you."

"Asshole," I spat, but my body betrayed me, my legs spreading wider as his fingers slid between them, rubbing my soaking wet pussy through my panties.

He groaned, his cock straining against his pants, and then he yanked my panties down, tossing them aside.

"Beg for it," he demanded, his fingers circling my clit, teasing me until I was fucking trembling. "Beg for my cock, Sophie."

"Kirk, please," I whimpered, my hips rocking against his hand. "Fuck me. I need it."

He smirked, pulling his fingers away just long enough to unbuckle his belt and shove his pants down.

Hais cock sprang free, thick and hard, and I licked my lips, my mouth watering. But Kirk didn't let me near it. Instead, he grabbed me by the hips, pulling me up onto the bed, and positioned himself between my legs.

"You'll get it when I say," he growled, spreading my legs wide.

His mouth descended on my cunt, his tongue fucking me deep, lapping at my wetness like he was starving for it.

I cried out, my hands clawing at the sheets as he sucked my clit, his tongue working me over ruthlessly.

My orgasm built fast, too fast, and I came with a scream, my body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed over me.

But Kirk didn't stop. He kept eating me out, his tongue thrusting into me, making me squirm as oversensitivity set in.

"Too much," I gasped, but he ignored me, fucking me with his tongue until I was begging for relief.

"Not yet," he growled, pulling away finally.

His cock brushed against my wet slit, and I moaned, desperate for him to fill me. But instead of sliding inside me, he grabbed my tits, squeezing them together around his cock.

He thrust between them, his precum smearing over my skin, and I leaned forward, catching the tip of his cock with my mouth whenever it pushed up toward me.

"Fuck, Sophie," he groaned, his hips pumping faster. "Your tits feel so goddamn good. Swallow my cock."

I took him deeper into my mouth, sucking hard, my tongue swirling around the tip every time it pushed past my lips.

Kirk's moans grew louder, and I could feel him getting closer, his thrusts becoming erratic.

Just as I thought he was about to come, the room door slammed open, and Kirk's head snapped up.

It was the woman from before, her tits still bare, her hand between her legs as she fingered herself, watching us with hungry eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Kirk snarled, but the woman just smirked, climbing onto the bed without a word.

She straddled his face, lowering her dripping cunt onto his mouth, and Kirk growled against her folds, his hands gripping her thighs.

"Fuck her harder," the woman moaned, her hips grinding against his face as Kirk's tongue worked her over. "Make her scream."

Kirk grabbed my hips roughly, flipping me onto my back and shoving his cock inside me in one brutal thrust. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as he pounded into me, his cock stretching me so fucking good.

The woman moaned above us, her hand reaching down to pinch her nipple as Kirk fucked me harder and faster.

"Ride him," the woman ordered, her voice breathless, and I obeyed, pushing Kirk onto his back and straddling him.

I bounced on his cock, my tits bouncing with every movement, and Kirk groaned, his hands squeezing my ass as I rode him.

Gasping for air, and she smirked, leaning down to suck on Kirk's balls while I rode him.

"Fuck, Sophie," Kirk groaned, his hips bucking up to meet mine. "You're so fucking tight. I'm gonna fucking come."

"Do it," I panted, my own orgasm building as his cock hit that sweet spot inside me. "Fill me up."

Kirk's hands tightened on my hips, his thrusts becoming erratic as he drove into me one last time, his cock pulsing inside me as he came hard.

I clenched around him, riding out his orgasm as pleasure exploded through me, my screams mingling with the woman's moans as she came on Kirk's face.

Kirk pushed her off, panting as he looked up at me.

"Get lost," he snapped at the woman, and she smirked, grabbing her clothes and leaving without a word.

His cock still hard inside me, and grinned down at me. "Now it's just us."