I yanked her back, and her face turned crimson as I squeezed her throat. “You don’t call anyone’s name but mine, Princess. God doesn’t have anything to do with my cock splitting you open. God can never make you act like a common whore for him. Don’t give credit that belongs to me to some deity. I’m your god, Princess. I’m the one who will take you to heaven.”

Her eyes rolled back as her ass backed into me, matching my thrusts.

I pushed her ass apart and spat on her anus, rubbing it in with my thumb before pushing it in. “I’ve got you. Let go of the wall and pinch your nipples for me. Pinch them hard, Princess. I want you to scream from how much it hurts. If you aren’t in pain, you aren’t doing it properly.”

Her slender fingers moved to her breasts, and she pinched through her bra.

“Take your tit out, Devlynn,” I ordered.

She followed directions and did as she was told.

“Good girl. Show Daddy how much you like being his fuck toy. Let me see you pinch those nipples, Princess. Show me what a good whore you can be for me.”

She moaned as she twisted and tugged on her nipples.

I moved my thumb out of her ass, and she whimpered as the smack of my hand on her supple flesh echoed around us. “Harder, Princess. I want to hear you scream.”

“Fuck!” she shouted as she pulled her nipples away from her, twisting them in the process.

“Good fucking girl. I want everyone on campus to hear you getting railed like a good little whore. All those guys staring at you need to understand that this hot pussy belongs to me. That it’s me who makes you cream like the slut you are. Who does this pussy belong to, Devlynn.”

Smack. “Whose pussy is this?’

“Yours. It’s yours. It’s always been yours.”

I crushed my mouth to the nape of her neck and bit down. “I’m going to come, Princess. I’m going to fill this pretty pussy.”

She screamed as we both came, completely lost in each other.

I held her, refusing to let go, when I heard a slow clap and a loud whistle. “That was some show, Price. This will get me a pretty penny with the tabloids.”

My head turned to see some preppy fucker, with painted-on pants and a polo shirt smirking.

I let go of Devlynn, adjusting myself. “Get yourself presentable.”