"Spread those legs wide. Show me how wet you are for me."
I obey, parting my thighs as he steps between them, his eyes devouring me.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growls again.
He loosens his tie as he drops to his knees, not even asking permission.
I whimper louder, hips bucking involuntarily as he pushes two fingers into me and begins thrusting gently.
"Six years and you're soaked the second I touch you." He curls his fingers, hitting that spot relentlessly, thumb circling my clit.
I'm looking down at what he's doing as he stares up at me watching my reactions.
My legs are trembling, arms bracing myself but I'd rather he be making a meal of me.
"Shit," I hiss, clenching as I feel my coil tightening.
"So I'm not as horrible as you thought?" he asks with a rumble of a voice.
"Just make me come," I whine, and my head falls back, eyes shutting.
Pleasure builds low in my belly, my walls clenching as I moan his name, body shaking through the orgasm that rips me apart.
Every convulsion and twitch sends me higher, until I'm almost screaming, completely forgetting where I'm at because I’m lost in the pleasure.
He keeps thrusting his fingers, drawing out every spasm until I'm gasping.
"Good girl,Tesoro…. So good…" Then he begins to stand. "Taste yourself," he says, pulling his fingers out, slick and shining, and pushes them into my mouth.
I suck obediently, whimpering at the tangy flavor.
"Enough teasing," he grunts, reaching to unbuckle his belt, pants and boxers dropping.
His cock springs free and he’s already leaking precum.
"Look at what you do to me. Hard as fuck for your tight little hole."
He grabs my hips, sliding me forward on the table, and slides into me as I watch him sink.
He's thick and long and I cry out, a high moan that turns to whimpers as he bottoms out, filling me completely.
"Goddamn, you're tighter than I remember," he pants, pulling back slowly before thrusting hard again, setting a brutal pace.
The table shakes, plates rattling and he appears to be in heaven right alongside me.
"Take it all—every inch. Fuck, I've been waiting to bury myself in you."
His hands roam my body now—squeezing my ass, pinching my nipples, one sliding up to wrap around my throat just tight enough to make me gasp.
I whimper more legs wrapping around his waist instinctively, heels digging in as he pounds deeper.
"You love getting fucked like this, don't you? Raw and hard, no mercy."
One hand fists my hair, pulling my head back; the other slaps the side of my ass, the sting blooming hot while I moan brokenly, pushing forward to meet him, body surrendering fully.
"Sweat's dripping down your back—sexy as hell," he growls, leaning over me, biting my shoulder hard enough to mark.
His cock drags along my walls with every plunge.
