Chapter 59 Inhaled, Little Bitch Wants to Release

Ellie was perched on the bathroom sink, totally naked, legs spread wide like she owned the place. The man in front of her was all up in her chest, face buried, sucking and nibbling on her nipple like it was his last meal.
His hands were busy too, one kneading her right boob and the other working between her legs, two thick fingers diving in and out of her tight spot.

As he sucked on her nipple, a mix of tingles and sharp little pains shot through her chest, making her head spin. Down below, his fingers were doing a number on her, sending waves of pleasure and soreness through her sensitive passage, making her inner walls clench and release in pure satisfaction.

Ellie clung to the edge of the sink, her head swimming. Her breaths and moans slipped out, soft and breathy. "Mmm... gentler... ah... hmm... please..."

George let go of her flushed, hard nipple but kept working her wet, hot entrance. His voice, all husky, asked, "To where?"

"Ah..." Ellie shivered from his touch, another rush of fluid escaping her.
Feeling the wetness in his palm, George knew Ellie was loving it, even if her words said otherwise. His fingers zeroed in on her sweet spot, hitting it with precision.

"Ah... not there... hmm... it's too sensitive..." Ellie's eyes filled with tears, and she grabbed his arm instinctively.

But George wasn't about to slow down. He shook his wrist faster, thrusting and stirring her wet, tight passage, making it squelch with every move.

"Ah... no... ah... slower... I can't... ah... George, please slow down..." Ellie's face was flushed with desire, her voice trembling.

"Mmm... so soon!? My love wants to release," George said, his deep gaze locked on her flushed face, voice steady.

"Whimper... no... ah... I can't... hmm... let go..." Ellie felt the climax building fast. She shook her head, clenching her entrance tighter, trying to resist the overwhelming sensations.

But her resistance only made George more determined. His already hard member throbbed, desperate to dive into her wet, slippery passage.
George narrowed his eyes, hooking his fingertip around her swollen flesh, manipulating it with force. The pleasure was intense, sharp, and relentless. Ellie's head spun, unable to control herself or withstand the onslaught.

"Ah... no... I can't... ah... I'm going to... to... I'm... ah..." Her body stiffened, her voice dissolving into a whimper. A surge of fluids spilled out, her inner walls contracting rhythmically.

In the midst of her orgasm, her small hole was hot and slippery, sucking tightly. George let go of her sensitive spot and slowly withdrew his fingers. He grasped his own throbbing, rigid member and aimed it at her dripping entrance.

Even though they had stretched and the foreplay was thorough, his size was still too much for Ellie. With one thrust, he pressed against her small entrance but didn't fully come in.

Ellie let out a small gasp, instinctively trying to move back. But before she could, George caught her waist with his left hand, predicting her move.

"Relax."

"Mmm... be gentle..." she gasped, looking pitiful. He was really too eager.
That last thrust hurt her... and he was different now. He never used to treat her like this. Two nights ago, she thought it was just the booze making him lose control. But now, she was sure he'd picked up some bad habits... He even said those kinds of things...

George realized he was too rushed. Clearing his dry, almost smoky throat, he nodded. "I'll be gentle," he said in a hoarse voice, thrusting his hips towards her small hole again, but this time with more control.

The soft flesh of her entrance was pushed by his scorching glans, making Ellie let out a muffled groan. Her small hand clenched his arm tightly. "That, uh, you... uhm..."

"What's wrong?" George looked at her, seeing her small hole sinking under the pressure of his large glans. He kept thrusting, trying to squeeze in bit by bit.

"Uh... where... where did you learn... uh... that..."

George paused and looked at her. "Learn what?"

Under his gaze, Ellie didn't know if she was embarrassed or shy, and she couldn't meet his eyes. "Just... just like that..."

George got what she meant, and his eyes darkened. With a forceful thrust of his hips, he pressed the large glans into her softened entrance.

"Ah!"