As soon as the young couple returned home, Jon pulled Melody's arm, pushing her into his embrace. Her soft, bountiful breasts pressed against his chest, as he hugged her tightly, inhaling her scent deeply. Though sweaty and hot because of standing under the sun for hours, she still smelled nice.
"Thank you," he whispered into her ears.
Melody couldn't understand why he was thanking her.
She believed she had done nothing to receive such praise, not knowing she had passed his test and proved true love did exist and he was experiencing it.
"I love you so so much." Jon held her tight as he planted kisses all over her face. He kissed her forehead, the tip of her pretty nose, her cheeks, and when she closed her eyes out of shyness, he placed gentle kisses on her eyelids.
Then he moved down to her lips, savouring every inch of them before prying them open with a forceful press of his tongue so he could invade her mouth.
Melody knew what he wanted so she parted her pearly white teeth, allowing his tongue to slid in.
Their mouths didn't part until he was satisfied.
Jon looked down at her after the kiss.
Her cheeks were flushed red like a riped tomato, looking really enchanting.
"How cute," he said, pinching her soft cheeks.
"I want more," Melody looked into his eyes and demanded.
Jon smiled teasingly.
"You will have to work for it."
Without a second of hesitation, Melody got down on all four.
In that position, she looked over her shoulder to maintain eye contact with him as her hands reached behind her back to pull up the hem of her skirt, revealing pale thighs and a lacy black thong that was stretched tightly over her ass, and it seemed like she was presenting herself to him like a gift, giving him an open invitation to treat her however he desired. "I want you. Do you want me too?"
'What a delicious view,' Jon licked his lips, a tent rising in his pants, as he moved to fullfill her wish. "You seduce me at every chance you get, lifting my mood. How could I not want you?"
He grabbed her plump cheeks, feeling their texture as he fondled them. They were jiggly, soft, yet firm under his palm. He raised his hand and brought it down again and again, slapping them continuously, watching with eyes overflowing with lust and lust as seductive waves spread across her ass cheeks that turned red under his brutal assault.
She moaned each time her butt was slapped.
"You really like being treated rough, don't you?"
Just from being spanked, a wet patch formed on her underwear. Noticing this, Jon couldn't help but grin wildly like a rogue.
"I also love talking dirty during sex."
"Really? Why have I never seen you do that?"
"Because I was afraid you will think ill of me."
She didn't want to be mistaken for a slut. Jon was her first and only man. As a result, every dirty thing she had wanted to spew while they were having sex, she had only ever dared to say in her mind.
"No matter what you do while we are warring in bed, I would not see you in a bad light."
"Promise?"
"Pinky promise."
Melody bit her lip, knowing it drove him mad whenever she did that. Slowly, she reached under her lacy black thong and pulled it aside, revealing that her bald and pretty pussy was glistening with her arousal.
She pushed her hips back, grinding it against the tent he was sporting in his pants.
Jon tangled one hand into her golden hair and used the other to pull his cock free, guiding it to her soaked entrance. "Good girl, do you want me to fuck me?"
Melody felt the heat of his cock and moaned out, "Yes, Young Master, please fuck me."
"I am putting it in."
Hearing his words, Melody tensed up in anticipation as he shoved the entire length of his dick inside her pussy in a single, brutal thrust.
Melody moaned in pleasure as a big, stiff thing stretched her pussy to its limits.
Her vaginal walls clenched around his dick tightly, like her body was welcoming its rightful owner.
Jon began to fuck her mercilessly, hips slamming against her ass, the wet sounds of their joining echoing in the room.
Melody's breasts bounced beneath her with every thrust that pushed his dick deeper into her pussy.
With one hand still tangled in her hair, he pulled her head back until her eyes met his.
"Let out your inner thoughts."
While speaking, Jon buried himself to the hilt inside her, spanking her right cheek with a slap so sharp it caused her pussy to tighten around his dick and bite it hard, making him grunt in pleasure., "I want to hear you talk dirty."
"Im your fucktoy!" Feeling her honey hole stuffed to the brim with his meat stick, she cried out the thoughts swirling in her head as she met his gaze submissively. "Your little cocksleeve, Young Master!"
What followed was thrust after thrust, each harder than the last, rocking her entire body.
"I didn't quite get what you said. What are you? Say it again," he growled into her ear, pushing his chest against her back, increasing his speed of pushing his cock in and out of honey hole.
"Yes," she gasped in pleasure as his cock stabbed the most pleasure spot in her pussy.
"That's not what I want to hear," he stabbed the same spot in her pussy multiple times, driving her nuts.
"I'm your slut! Your personal hole to use! Your property! I love it when you fuck me! It reminds me that I am owned! Every inch of me, from my pretty face to my pretty face, all of it belongs to you!"
He yanked her hair again and pulled her back into a seated position on his cock, making her ride him from underneath as he squeezed her tits from behind. She bounced helplessly on his lap, grinding her snatch down onto his stick with a desperate rhythm.
"You feel that? That's my cock ruining your tight little cunt."
"Yesss," Moans after moans escaped her lips as she stabbed herself with his dick.