I knew Jerald was in the mood when he walked through the door, his eyes darkening as they landed on me. I was already naked, waiting for him on the couch, my heart pounding in anticipation.
“What have we here?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Looks like someone’s been a very bad girl.”
I bit my lip, trying to suppress a smile. “Maybe I have,” I said, my voice teasing. “But I’m sure you’ll make me pay for it.”
He stalked towards me, his eyes never leaving mine. “You can count on that, Daisy,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “You’re mine now, and I’m going to do whatever I want with you.”
I shivered with excitement, my pussy already growing wet at the thought of what was to come. Jerald was always so dominant, so in control, and it made me feel alive in a way nothing else ever had.
He reached out and grabbed my chin, pulling me towards him for a rough, bruising kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my hands clawing at his shirt as I tried to pull him closer. He broke the kiss, leaving me breathless, and then his hands were on my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples until I cried out in pleasure and pain.
“That’s right, baby,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You like that, don’t you?”
I nodded, my eyes wide and pleading. “Yes, Jerald,” I breathed. “I love it.”
He grinned, a wicked glint in his eyes. “Good,” he said. “Because I’m just getting started.”
He pushed me back onto the couch, his hands roaming over my body as he explored every inch of me. His touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me as he kissed and licked and bit his way down my body.
When he reached my pussy, he spread my legs wide and dove in, his tongue lapping at my wetness as I writhed beneath him. I cried out, my hands fisting in his hair as he sucked and licked and teased my clit until I was on the edge of orgasm.
“Please, Jerald,” I begged, my voice trembling. “I need you inside me.”
He pulled back, a devilish grin on his face. “Not yet, baby,” he said. “I want to play with you a little longer.”
I groaned in frustration, but I knew better than to argue. Jerald always got what he wanted, and I was more than happy to give it to him.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle of lube, his eyes never leaving mine as he squirted some onto his fingers. I gasped as he spread my ass cheeks and began to massage the lube into my tight hole.
“Relax, baby,” he said, his voice soothing. “I promise you’re going to love this.”
I took a deep breath and tried to relax, focusing on the feeling of his fingers as they probed and stretched my ass. It felt strange at first, but as he worked me open, I began to enjoy the sensation.
“That’s it, baby,” he said, his voice low and husky. “You’re doing so well.”
He added a third finger, stretching me even wider, and I moaned in pleasure as he hit my prostate. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped, my body trembling with pleasure. “That feels so good.”
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that made my heart race. “I knew you’d like it,” he said. “Now, I’m going to fuck you, baby. Are you ready for that?”
I nodded, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Yes, Jerald,” I said, my voice trembling. “I’m ready.”
He pulled his fingers out of my ass, and I heard the sound of his zipper coming down. I looked over my shoulder, my eyes widening as I saw the size of his cock. It was huge, thick and veiny, and I knew it was going to hurt.
But I also knew that the pain would be worth it.
He lined himself up with my ass, the head of his cock pressing against my tight hole. I took a deep breath and tried to relax, knowing that it would hurt less if I did.
He pushed forward, slowly at first, and then with more force as my body began to give way to his. I cried out, my hands fisting in the couch cushions as he filled me up, stretching me wider than I had ever been before.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “You’re so big.”
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that made my heart race. “You can take it, baby,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “You were made for this.”
He began to move, slowly at first, and then faster as my body adjusted to his size. I moaned, my hands fisting in the couch cushions as he fucked me harder and faster, his cock pounding into my ass as he claimed me as his own.
“You’re mine now, Daisy,” he growled, his voice thick with
I knew Jerald was in the mood when he walked through the door, his eyes darkening as they landed on me. I was already naked, waiting for him on the couch, my heart pounding in anticipation.
“What have we here?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Looks like someone’s been a very bad girl.”
I bit my lip, trying to suppress a smile. “Maybe I have,” I said, my voice teasing. “But I’m sure you’ll make me pay for it.”
He stalked towards me, his eyes never leaving mine. “You can count on that, Daisy,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “You’re mine now, and I’m going to do whatever I want with you.”
I shivered with excitement, my pussy already growing wet at the thought of what was to come. Jerald was always so dominant, so in control, and it made me feel alive in a way nothing else ever had.
He reached out and grabbed my chin, pulling me towards him for a rough, bruising kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my hands clawing at his shirt as I tried to pull him closer. He broke the kiss, leaving me breathless, and then his hands were on my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples until I cried out in pleasure and pain.
“That’s right, baby,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You like that, don’t you?”
I nodded, my eyes wide and pleading. “Yes, Jerald,” I breathed. “I love it.”
He grinned, a wicked glint in his eyes. “Good,” he said. “Because I’m just getting started.”
He pushed me back onto the couch, his hands roaming over my body as he explored every inch of me. His touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me as he kissed and licked and bit his way down my body.
When he reached my pussy, he spread my legs wide and dove in, his tongue lapping at my wetness as I writhed beneath him. I cried out, my hands fisting in his hair as he sucked and licked and teased my clit until I was on the edge of orgasm.
“Please, Jerald,” I begged, my voice trembling. “I need you inside me.”
He pulled back, a devilish grin on his face. “Not yet, baby,” he said. “I want to play with you a little longer.”
I groaned in frustration, but I knew better than to argue. Jerald always got what he wanted, and I was more than happy to give it to him.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle of lube, his eyes never leaving mine as he squirted some onto his fingers. I gasped as he spread my ass cheeks and began to massage the lube into my tight hole.
“Relax, baby,” he said, his voice soothing. “I promise you’re going to love this.”
I took a deep breath and tried to relax, focusing on the feeling of his fingers as they probed and stretched my ass. It felt strange at first, but as he worked me open, I began to enjoy the sensation.
“That’s it, baby,” he said, his voice low and husky. “You’re doing so well.”
He added a third finger, stretching me even wider, and I moaned in pleasure as he hit my prostate. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped, my body trembling with pleasure. “That feels so good.”
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that made my heart race. “I knew you’d like it,” he said. “Now, I’m going to fuck you, baby. Are you ready for that?”
I nodded, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Yes, Jerald,” I said, my voice trembling. “I’m ready.”
He pulled his fingers out of my ass, and I heard the sound of his zipper coming down. I looked over my shoulder, my eyes widening as I saw the size of his cock. It was huge, thick and veiny, and I knew it was going to hurt.
But I also knew that the pain would be worth it.
He lined himself up with my ass, the head of his cock pressing against my tight hole. I took a deep breath and tried to relax, knowing that it would hurt less if I did.
He pushed forward, slowly at first, and then with more force as my body began to give way to his. I cried out, my hands fisting in the couch cushions as he filled me up, stretching me wider than I had ever been before.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “You’re so big.”
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that made my heart race. “You can take it, baby,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “You were made for this.”
He began to move, slowly at first, and then faster as my body adjusted to his size. I moaned, my hands fisting in the couch cushions as he fucked me harder and faster, his cock pounding into my ass as he claimed me as his own.
“You’re mine now, Daisy,” he growled, his voice thick with
