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PROMPT: Beg

Ah!" I cried, feeling the bite of each of his teeth into the round flesh of my rump. "Fuck," I panted, absolutely adoring the way that when he pulled back, I could feel traces of his saliva on my skin.

"It's going to be a hard ride, Rosie," he snarled darkly. "Hard and fast and hot. Just like I know you like it."

I did like it that way. I didn't do lovey-dovey shit; give me wham, bam, thank-you ma'am any day of the week.

"Fuck me, Em," I pleaded, tugging the comforter closer to me and shifting on my feet as I went.

More. I wanted more.

A grunt of acknowledgement was all I received before he dragged the end of his cock up and down my pussy, teasing me - just like I had teased him that first time.

"Beg," Emmett said. "Beg for my cock."

I could pretend that I wasn't a needy bitch and that I didn't want to feel him inside me, pounding away, filling me in all the right ways. But that wouldn't get me what I wanted. It wouldn't get Emmett what he wanted. He knew I'd beg, implore, pray - anything for what I wanted. For what he wanted. For what we wanted.

"Please, Em. Please put your cock inside me. Fuck me so good. Only you can. I want you!" I moved my hips as I spoke, rolling his bellend up and down my folds, coating him with my juices.

It was enough.

"Shit," he cursed before ramming his long cock inside me, stretching me all the way.

Our moans were loud, echoing around the room, and no doubt around the house. It gave me a thrill to know that others would hear us. That the girls would hear him fucking me and know that none of them would ever get to feel his dick inside them. That his own MC could only imagine what I felt like wrapped around them - Emmett didn't fucking share me and I didn't share him.

I was still slick from Emmett's tongue and fingers, making his cock slide in and out of me with ease, the sound of wet flesh slapping together filling the room.

"Fuck, yeah," he moaned. "Listen to that."

Emmett pounded harder, drawing the sound out, making me cry out. I loved that noise. I fucking loved it. It's what I thought about when I was alone and my fingers and vibrators weren't enough. I'd finger fuck myself, moving side to side to stimulate the 'slepping' that our bodies would make. It always had me coming, had me turning my head to bite the pillow so no one else heard me.

Unable to take it, I flopped down face first in the bed, screaming as another orgasm washed over me like liquid gold, rendering me speechless and breathless. It had my toes curling in my expensive shoes, my mouth opening as wide as it could and my eyes squeezing tight, so hard that a bright white light burst beneath my lids.

"Oh, God!" Emmett growled. "Your little cunt is squeezing me so tight. Fuck. That's right, milk me, princess."

This is an excerpt from one of the fics that has been slowly consuming my mind. It's a dirty, smutty MC fic with characters who aren't afraid to get dirty. The first chapter is already posted. It's called Riding Him Hard. Thanks to Dani and Pearly for their help.