"As you wish."

Mr. Cullen quickly and forcefully thrusts inside me.

My initial gasp becomes a moan. I've never been so…full before! It's like he's everywhere, filling every crevice, one hand tightly at my hip and the other massaging my clit, easing the stretching mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Ngh! You're so fucking tight!" he gasps.

My muscles clench so tightly around his hard cock, I'm surprised he's able to move. But he does, and I whimper at the overwhelming feeling. He starts slow, easing out before thrusting deeply back in.

"You're so wet and warm for me. You like being punished by my cock don't you?"

He spanks me hard and it only increases the sensations.

"Ahh! Yes Mr. Cullen, please, faster!"

He gladly obliges, going faster and harder.

"Oh god! You're such a bad girl! You were so wet after sucking me off! Bet this is what you wanted when you wore all those cocktease outfits! Ngh!"

I moan at his words. I wasn't going to last much longer, and neither was he, his movements were becoming faster and desperate as each of us got closer to the edge.

"That right! Cum for me you naughty girl!"

I fell apart instantly. My toes curl. I clench hard around him. My mind goes blissfully blank. The indescribable feeling spreads in pulsing shocks of pleasure. I don't know what I yell during and couldn't care less. It seems to last forever, his thrusting only increasing and keeping me on the high.

At last I come down and enjoyed the aftershocks. With one last thrust, Mr Cullen stills inside me and cums forcefully with one last "Fuck! Ngh!"

He falls on top of me, both of us panting. His warm breath against my neck sends shivers down my spine. His hands rub my hips where his grip has surely left bruises. Everything about him is wonderful and I never want to leave this feeling.

He stays inside me until we both regain our breath. I whimper when he finally withdraws, quite sensitive after so much touching. He spread kisses along my shoulders.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"For what?" I exclaimed, taken aback. I just came harder than I have in my life, what could he be sorry for?

"For getting carried away with calling you all those things. You just drive me crazy. You're amazing."

I laugh at how utterly perfect he is - a sex god one minute and a sweet lover the next. I can't keep the silly grin off my face as I turn around to kiss him properly. It occurs to me we hadn't actually kissed this whole time. He seems to realize this as well and kisses me passionately, before sweetly pecking my forehead in apology.

Breaking away, I look into his eyes and say, "You're not so bad yourself."

THE END

Thank you so much for reading, hope you liked it ;) and reviews are always loved! :)

I'm thinking of doing a Kiss x Sis fanfic in the future, so if you have seen it and want Keita to get some release already (I mean really!) read it, and if you haven't check it out: /kiss-x-sis-episode-00-ova-1 (and don't judge me for liking it lol)