The Dare

His cock swelled as he spilled inside me. I clung to him, smiling as he panted through his orgasm, trembled, and finally lay there: still inside me, hot and heavy against my body.

"Was that...was that good for you?"

How could a man be so carefully cruel, and so brutally gentle?

"C-can't…" I gasped. "Please...I can't...cum again…"

"Oh of course you can.”

Manson licked his fingers clean of me, closing his eyes as he savored the taste. Then he brought his face close to mine, kissing my tears until I giggled in between my desperate breaths

He changed his pace in time with my sounds, perfecting his technique around my reactions, around my pleasure.

"I love when you whimper like that. So sensitive."

He flipped me over onto my stomach and dragged his nails down my spine until he gripped my hips, pulling me up onto my knees

“I...I don’t think I can take it…”

“If it’s a limit for you, I won’t do it,” he said firmly