Ride It

Chapter 30

Bentley's POV

The chair scrapes against the floor at the force of our movement as I grip Bea's hips and drill into her like a man starved.

Her body always fits so well in my hands. Every curve, every imperfection. My eyes soak it all up greedily, wanting to treasure her and protect her from the tainted mask of the world outside.

I glimpse the scars on her back through the thin lace of her dress and grit my teeth.

That fucking bastard.

If only I could kill him.

....

An idea pops into my head, and the thought thickens my lust and causes me to swell even thicker.

Bea moans and shudders as she grips the back of the chair and tries to stabilize herself. The chair is a bit wobbly, but the only thing keeping us from falling right now is me holding up most of her weight.

"Bentley... I can't," she cries out. "I can't take this anymore!"

I smirk and suggest knowingly. "You don't like using the chair?"

She shakes her head.

I chuckle and pull myself out of her so she can lean off the chair. Her legs tremble as she straightens her back and turns to look at me.

I grip her chin with my two fingers and tilt her head up to crash our lips together. She moans against me and places her hands on my chest. They wander and caress my abs lovingly before slowly sliding down my V-line.

I pull back and grab her hand, swinging her around so she's facing away from me again. This time, I don't push her onto the chair. I glue my front to her back and whisper in her ear.

"Touch your toes for me."

She inhales sharply and tries to look back, but I grab her waist and bend her over in front of me.

I slam into her in one fluid thrust and tighten my hold on her when she almost stumbles forward. "Oh, my god." She moans, her hands resting on her knees.

"You're not touching your toes, sweetheart. Did you start something you can't finish?" I slap her ass again.

"Fuck..." she grits out as she bends and grazes her toes with her fingers.

I chuckle, loving the effect I have on her. She's not the type to swear, so for her to be doing so now... is this another new side I'll end up falling in love with?

"That's a good girl," I murmur, looking down between us as I pull myself out before thrusting back in.

Bea cries out and orgasms, the liquid mess squirting out of her pulsing cunt and dripping onto the floor beneath us.

I feel her spasm around my dick and groan as my pace increases.

"Oh god, help me," Bea breathes as she squirms and moans in my arms.

She's loving this just as much as I am, and it spurs me on even more as my thrusts become heavier and faster.

The sound of our skins slapping together fills the room as she becomes a squirming mess in my arms.

Her ass, that's now a faint red, attracts my attention, and I slap it again. It's hard to resist the temptation when she's waving it around in my face like a damn trophy.

My trophy.

I stiffen. Shoving my rigid cock deep inside, I graze her womb as I come undone, blasting my load into her cunt that greedily sucks everything in.