Samantha gasps, every muscle in her body tensing, but she makes no move to stop me. I push a finger into her tight pussy, adding a second when the first is good and lubed.
I smother her ass with sloppy kisses, savoring the sound of my name that’s now streaming from her lips.
She wants to come again. She’s so damn greedy, and, oh, so wet for me.
I need to have her.
Now.
“Fuck,” I growl as I yank my shirt off, undo my belt, and pull my pants and boxers down. Her face turns to look in the mirror and I see her eyes flicker with need when she catches sight of my cock.
Reaching forward with one hand, I grab her raven hair and direct her face straight ahead. With my other hand, I rub my cock through her slick folds, wetting the head.
She mewls like a goddamn kitten, shaking her perfect ass.
“Pleeease,”she whines.
Because I absolutely need to be inside this woman, I push the tip of my cock in, savoring the feeling of her cunt’s greedy grip.
She huffs and fights to rear back, but my hand tangled in her hair disallows it.
“Just fuck me, Toxic. Fuck me now. Fuck me like you said you would!”
That’s my girl.
At her command, I slam into her tight heat, groaning when I get to the hilt.
“Harder!”
I thrust into her with long, savage strokes she was meant to take, feeding on her addictive moans.
With my free hand, I unclasp her bra, watching as her beautiful tits bounce free with every thrust.
Sweet lord, no one’s ever taken me like Samantha, and I seriously doubt anyone could. Like a lock and key, we fit together perfectly, opening only for each other.
Slowing my strokes, I spit down the crack of her ass and bring my thumb to the rim. “Have you ever been fucked here before?”
She groans.
“I asked if you’ve ever been fucked in your ass before,” I snarl, pushing my thumb in half an inch to the sound of her gasp.
“Well?”
“No,” she utters, and I feel her muscles tighten around my cock and thumb.
“Will you let me be your first?”
“Would I be able to stop you?”
“With a word, yes, you could.”
“Then I won’t.”
I withdraw from her pussy, release her hair, and go over to the bag I threw on the bed.
Samantha’s head snaps in my direction, her eyes lit with fury.
I pull out a bottle of lube. “Trust me, we’ll need this.”
