“Please, fuck me,” I whisper.
His mouth slithers down my neck and right over my breasts, he devours each; sucking, nipping, and caressing. My C-cup fit perfectly under his callous hands. My body arches. Every erotic touch travels straight to my clit and wrecks me.
He fixes me around him, lifting my leg higher and propping it over his shoulder. Guiding his cock to my opening, he brushes himself along my wet slit and enters me, pushing deeper and deeper.
We both gasp as his thick cock invades me and I swallow him inch after inch. “Fuck.”
He pulls back and slams against my walls in one trust, locking his eyes with mine as he watches me taking him deeper.
My breaths come out in heavy, whining pants.
Fuck, I need this.
He is not gentle. His fuck is brutal and he bangs my gut with no remorse, making the bed creak repeatedly.
Each time he hits that sweet spot inside me and withdraws, hits it again and withdraws, that tight knot in my core is ready to snap but I still want… “More.”
“You fit perfectly around my cock, taking it like a good fucking girl.”
“Right there,” I lose my mind when he drills that spot. “You feel so good,” I moan in ecstasy. “I don’t want you to stop.”
I’m so tight around him, clutching around his cock.
He quickly grabs a pillow, places it under my back, and resumes to fuck me with the same force as he locks his hand around my throat and feels my pulse, ticking to the sound of his thrusts.
We’re on the cusp of bursting together by the intense expression on his face and the way I lose myself.
“Such a needy slut, I’ll make you come more times than you can count.” He rubs my clit, increasing his hip movements and nailing himself within me.
He will ruin my pussy or cause some serious damage if he keeps this delicious torture.
“If it’s too rough for you,” he pauses, squeezing my throat tight, “Just tap out.”
“You’re such a di—” My words die on my lips with a loud whimper when he slams his cock inside me in one swift motion, making my eyes roll like I’m being possessed.
As I shudder, he looks at me and continues to fuck me harder, “I know, baby, I know.”
That dangerous flicker in his eyes forces me to lose all my inhibitions and I scream his name. Through the thin walls, everyone inside this motel can hear me and I bet he is proud of that.
Sliding his hands around my back, he gently lifts me toward him, still pumping inside me as I recline back. “You look so fucking beautiful around my cock.” His fingers travel from my throat down to caress my breasts and twist my nipples. “I’ll make you scream louder than my exhaust.” He goes back to tightening his grip around my throat, applying doses of pressure when he sees me quivering.
Being held and touched like this, I don’t want this feeling to stop. I don’t want this high to stop. I scream as another orgasm ruptures through me. I milk his cock with each convulsion. My walls wrapped around his thickness, swallowing him until his release is buried deep inside me.
I exhale a loud breath of satisfaction, wearing a wide grin on my face.
Our mixed cum is dripping out of me as he pulls himself out and watches it. With a swift motion, one finger gathers and pushes it back inside me.
“That belongs where we just came together.” He moves the finger that was just inside me to his mouth, sucking it.
Through half-mast eyes and ragged breaths, I get hypnotized by the way his wicked eyes sparkle. I go feral for this shit, I blame the books I read in my spare time back home.
A sigh of contentment escapes my lips as I lie on the mattress. Tired.
He rises to his feet, looking around the room and before I know it jerking my leg to the edge of the bed, he connects us again in one deep thrust and lifts me to straddle his hips. I grind on his cock, needing that friction, craving the next orgasm like a wilting flower in need of water.
I’m tired but I’m kind of addicted too. I’ve never had this many orgasms during sex before and this man is a fucking demon.
He glues me to the wall of the bathroom.
