Finnegan
I had underestimated her. I wouldn’t repeat that mistake twice.
Once I got my hands back on Aphrodite, I would make her pay for every single second of this annoying as fuck torture that she was putting me through.
I bit back a groan as she wrapped her tits around me, pressing those perfect, full, flushed tits together around my shaft. She began moving, bouncing those plump milky tits on my cock, her tongue flicking out to catch the tip of my dick every time it pushed through.
My hips jerked, and with a groan, I bucked my hips, thrusting through the warm soft channel of her tits, chasing that tongue, that heat, that fucking pleasure, every muscle in my abdomen drawing tight as the pressure built fast and hot at the base of my cock.
It didn’t fucking help that she was moaning.
God, the little witch! She purred, her dark eyes half-lidded, as she lapped up the precum I leaked endlessly on her tits while I fucked them. Fuck yes.
This was it. This was what I wanted. To be buried in her, forgetting all about my blue eyed assistant that had plagued my fucking dreams lately.
Right there. Fuck-
She pulled away.
Cold air hit my cock and it felt like a slap to the face. "What the fuck?"
Perseus cackled and the laugh died down his throat when I shot him a withering look. Dammit, fuck this game.
Aphrodite sat back on her heels, chest heaving, those swollen tits flushed pink and glistening with her spit and precum. Her thighs were streaked with her own arousal, and she looked like sin incarnate kneeling between my legs.
"That’s two. One more, and I’ll have you begging me to cum, Ares,"
She was going to pay dearly for every second of this.
"In your dreams, slut,"
"We’ll see," She scoffed, sounding even more breathless as she rose up, turning her back to me. Perseus admiring her ass was an understatement. It was a work of art. A work of art that I wanted to paint with my cum until every man in this damned club knew she was mine.
Her hands reached between us, grabbing my dick and positioning the tip at her soaking entrance. Then she sank down that scorching hot pussy down my cock and an animalistic grunt left my lips.
Christ!
Her cunt swallowed me inch by inch, gripping and clenching mercilessly, squeezing around every ridge of my cock on the way down until she was fully seated. Her plump ass was flush against my thighs, and I was buried so deep inside her I felt it in my teeth.
"Goddess,"
She began rolling those hips, in slow, devastating grinding circles that had her sopping cunt dragging and clenching around me in waves, driving me to the edge and keeping me there.
She was good at this, infuriatingly good at this. Just when my balls were close to erupting she tried to get up.
"Fuck. No,"
My arm banded around her waist and locked her against my chest.

My filthy, depraved, perfect slut.

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