Melody’s POV

Walking towards him, I had the intention of handcuffing him, as I brought out the iron rims. I bent slowly, facing his lips while trying to adjust his hands to fit the iron rims.

His tongue stuck out, circling round my ears, my core dripping as I felt wet all of a sudden.

I know I wasn't supposed to say the words, but I was hungry for sex. “Fuck me,” I whispered hungrily. He stared at me, his eyes wide in amazement.

“Another trick?” he asked, his lips smirking in a seductive manner.

I unzipped my pants and my top, leaving me with my naked boobs as they popped out of my shirt and my pants.

He bent down while groaning as blood spilled from his injured arm.

Slowly, he walked towards the alcohol bottle on the table, pouring it with his right arm on the wound, removing the bullet. He gritted his teeth firmly, groaning in pain.

It took minutes of my naked self watching him; he was finally done as he stared at me, wrapping his hands with a bandage.

He walked towards me, bending slowly while taking off my pants.

My feets slowly taking them off

I was standing, my feet shaking at the sight of his cock.

“You are scared, Hun,” I didn't say anything other than to stare at him. My mind wasn't diverted; it was just occupied on how one man, just one man, could be so damn handsome.

His touch on my boobs sent me wild as he circled through it, making my pink tits as erect as ever. He caught my tits in his mouth, saliva mixed with it.

Sucking on it while he gripped my hips , rolling my nipples in his mouth ,the feeling it gave me sent me gripping his shoulders in a way I wouldn't fall .

He slammed my back against the wall as his cock pressed against my bare skin.

“Uhmmm,” the almost silent moan escaped my lips while he drenched.

“I haven't even started with you; when I do, you would beg me to claim your pussy,” he pushed me towards the soft bed while spreading my legs widely.

He bent his head down slowly, “what do you think you are doing,” I asked.

He dipped his tongue into my core without warning as his tongue twisted round my clit.

“Hmm,” my hands shook as my legs vibrated, his tongue licked through the corner of my clit, slowly engulfing my clit into his mouth.

I gasped for air as he did that to me, he circled round , his tongue brushing through the sensual covers that almost made me push him ..

Don't ask me how I got into a criminal's bed.

“You like that,” he asked, but I gave no response, lost in the feeling that overwhelmed me at that moment.

His hands sunk into my dripping pussy.

“You are so wet, bitch,” he moaned as I watched his cock grow harder right in front of me.

I swallowed hard, and the desire to be fucked and to be laid grew in me.

His fingers twisted in me as I began to moan really hard without control.

My breath began to shake, the moans I gave became breathless.

“You are not allowed to come until I say so,” he mentioned, gasping those words between his moans.

“Okay,” I muffled. He slapped my butt, his hands rubbing through my clit as he continued to finger fuck me.

“Daddy, you own this pussy, say it,” he stared at me while I refused to say the words.

His hands immediately extracted from my pussy as he left the bed, a little bit annoyed with my reaction.

“Why did you stop,” my hands against the bed as my legs stretched.

“Get down,” he pulled me by my legs, dragging me in a way that I just couldn't say no.

It wasn't harmful, but his grip was enough for me not to escape.

“You will beg for it, since you are stubborn, we both know that wet juice belongs to me, and you want to be fucked,” he stared at my boobs as his tongue twisted round his mouth in an undeniable manner.

“Kneel down, you bitch, and touch yourself,” the order was sarcastic, why would he tell me that at all.

I knelt down, obeying his command, as I began to finger fuck myself.

He started stroking himself right before me, and I swear I couldn't take it.

His dick was thick and long, enough to make any woman wet. He rubbed the cap of his cock, slowly and gently, pushing his head backward as it slowly brought out precum.

The slimness dripped to the floor, “I know you want me in your hole so bad, so just do as I say, you would be fucked really good.”

He finally said, I nodded my head like a child who wanted some really good biscuits.

“Yes, daddy,” I bent slowly, my knees on the floor as I dipped my hands harder into my entrance.

I started to fuck slowly, my hands dripping of pussy juice, the warmth of the juice slimming through my hands, vibrating through my skin.

“Faster, finger fuck faster, whore,” he ordered as I started to hump on my fingers faster, more juice slimming down, more moans escaping my lips with every passion it carried, the image of his dick rotating in my brain.

“Open your eyes and stare,” he started rubbing his dick between both his hands, drawing it closer to me to touch.

My hands were raised in the air, and as soon as I thought I could feel it, he took it away from me.

“No, no, no, you haven't satisfied me with what you do,” his gaze on my bare breast.

I started moving round my nipples, touching the hard tits so bad, while my fingers were dipped in my entrance.

“Just fuck me, please,” I begged while still touching myself, the feeling I felt as hard as rock, yet my core clenched for more, it wanted his skin in my skin.

His dick in my pussy, thrusting the hell around me.

“Can you take me now,” those words came out in a rough way as I stared at him. He nodded his head, looking at me like he wanted to say something else, but he kept quiet.

Tears streamed down my eyes, the corner of my lips wet, the pleasure radiating through my skin.

“Hmm,” I continued to moan roughly not until his voice itched through my pleasure.

“Stand up,” I shook, threatening to sit on the floor, while struggling to stand up. My legs hitched a little before I moved towards the bed.

My boobs sagged from one corner to the other as I walked, my bare butt slapping each other with a silent tone.

“What do you want,” he finally asked. I found that question really crazed as I bit my lower lip, a little bit shy.

“I want fucks, rough and hot,” his eyes locked with mine, while his warm breath that hitched with cigarettes radiated into my skin.

“Stretch your legs,” he commanded.

“Wider!” I heard him say while he investigated my pussy like he wanted to do something really important.

He shoved into me without warning as I groaned, “ouch,” slipped through my mouth.

“When I'm done with you, you did beg me to stop, and you will forget how to walk!”