This feels so intimate, personal…like I’ve stepped into a dream.
I pause, letting the scent wash over me. Sweet pumpkin, vanilla, the warmth of her. I can barely believe I’m occupying the space she lives in. I feel like I’m in my favorite celebrity’s home, only better.
I freeze. Three pairs of eyes glint at me from the shadows. They blink slowly, and a chorus of soft meows fills the silence. I let out a soft laugh, relief washing over me.
I move toward her bedroom, the door giving way to darkness and warmth. The scent of her fills the room, and it’s intoxicating.
I step closer to the bed, the tension coiling tight in my groin. I reach out, brushing a hand against her bare leg. She shivers softly beneath my touch, a small, breathy moan leaves her lips.
I remove my gloves, dying to feel the softness of her skin. I rub both my hands up and down her soft legs, gripping the inside of her thighs, nudging them open.
Another breathless moan graces my ears. It sends a shiver down my body; my cock reacts instantly.
The back of my hand brushes the mattress. It’s soaked beneath her. Oh my god. She is drenched.
I hook my fingers along the sides of her lace panties and tug them off, stuffing them into my vest pocket.
A low groan escapes my lips, the sound rough and involuntary.
My fingers trail the inside of her thigh until they find her soaking wet lips. Carefully, I spread them, taking in the silky warmth of her.
I let out a shaky breath as I plunge two fingers inside her welcoming hole. She lets out a loud gasp as I simultaneously rub my thumb over her swollen clit. She squirms under my firm grasp, and it fuels my hunger, my need for her.
I press deeper, my fingers curling inward. Her walls tighten around me as her moans grow louder, her breaths coming quicker.
My hand moves faster, in and out of her slick hole. Her hands clench the sheets, her nails dig into the fabric. I continue rubbing firm circles over her clit, faster, in time with my fingers’ thrusts.
Her moans rasp loudly as she arches against the mattress, squeezing her thighs tightly around my arm.
She trembles and convulses uncontrollably, panting loudly as I pull my hand free from the tight grip of her thighs.
I move onto the bed, spreading her legs wide—her soaking, pink flesh on display—mine for the taking. I unbuckle my belt and unzip my zipper, lowering my pants enough to release my engorged throbbing cock.
I press the tip of it against her pulsing entrance, rubbing the head along her swollen clit. Spreading her wetness with it.
With a hard thrust, I burry my cock deep inside her eager hole, filling her completely. Her tight walls grip me, her warmth overwhelming.
She sucks in a quick breath, quivering beneath me. I began to move, my hips snapping forward with urgent powerful strokes.
The bed creaks beneath my weight as I reach down and lift her plump ass, her legs now draped over my shoulders.
I reach forward, grabbing the tie to her robe and I yank it, revealing her full, heavy tits. I pause as I take in the sight of them, her heaving chest, her pink nipples tight with desire.
I resume with my unyielding force; her cries now fill the room. I ignore the whimpers, she asked for this.
Instead, I grip her hips, holding her in place as I unleash a brutal pounding. Her sharp shrieks are music to my ears.
I move my hands to her bouncing tits, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh as I rapidly slam into her.
Lifting my gas mask, I lean down, clamping one of her hard nipples between my lips, sucking gently before switching to the other.
Her head thrashes from one side to the other, moaning. I can feel her muscles clenching beneath me, on the brink of release.
I grab her jaw, tilting her face up to mine. My breath rips in and out as I lean to her ear, the words tear out between breaths.
“You’re.Mine.”
I pull back just enough to meet her gaze, needing her to feel the weight of it. My voice drops sharper. “Understood?”
