Jagger
She almost missed her deadline.I see the spark in her eyes; she wants to fight. It’s okay, I have enough aggression and sexual energy to appease her. She’s let her hair down and I like it. Plus something about the combo of loose hair, her pushing back, and this dress makes my dick ache. Fuck. I’ve never been this eager to fuck. I drop my hands under her dress to get another good squeeze. Originally, I was gonna fuck her hard over the counter just to get my dick wet but since she likes games, I’ll be her joker.
I let her go although she wants it. I side step her and walk toward the bedroom but give her an order without looking back. “Lose all that bullshit except the shoes. You have two minutes.”
I’m naked before I can finish the sentence. The little I know of her pussy is intoxicating and I need the trial package. My plan to fuck her the rest of the weekend seems to be dwindling to blowing her mind tonight then teasing the fuck out of her the rest of the week. Class is in session and she has lessons to learn.
The click of her heels is fucking audio foreplay. She stops at the door and I turn to face her. Her eyes move from the tats they were viewing to the rest of my body. She’s fucking beautiful. Green eyes pop off her brown skin. Her tits - full and round - beg for my mouth and dick but I’m more concerned with fucking right now. The way she’s looking at my dick is motivation to introduce it to her tonsils.
There's nothing wrong with a preview.
“Knees,” I command without offering anything else.
Karessa, the sweetheart, is on her knees for me like it’s her fucking job. The thought alone is arousing enough.
Fuck. My head falls back as I grunt hard. I was testing her ability to listen without arguing but I’m not pulling her wet mouth off me. I love her eagerness.
“Shit, baby. That is a talented mouth.”
Layla has never dropped to her knees to service me so quickly without complaint. And so damn expertly. I was gentle with her, only making love when she wanted. This is different and already leagues hotter. We’re gonna get along just fine. I push the girl I was forced to leave out of my mind to focus on taking my frustrations out on my future wife.
Fuck.The way those big green eyes connect with mine as her hot mouth gives me my favorite kind of sloppy kiss. Gathering her hair and pulling, I fuck her mouth proper while continuing the contact. She thinks she has a thing for Oran but she’ll be begging me to tattoo my name on her pussy before it’s over. I slow down because I don’t want to cum like this. Slowly, I slide my tip down her throat to take one last bite out of my appetizer.. Fuck that’s hot but I need the main course.
She pouts like I stole something from her when I pull out.Where in the fuck did she learn this? Why do I want to know her secrets...nope, this is just fucking.
“Up.” I guide her by the hair and crash my lips on hers, loving too much the way her velvet soft skin feels against mine. Shit. I’m beginning to wonder if she’s getting me hooked. I don’t care if I fall because I’ll pull her down with me. If I’m drowning we're dropping to the bottom of the ocean together. I’ll be her ton of bricks. Her whimper is damn sexy when I shove my fingers inside her without warning. I groan at the good stuff. She tries to pull away from my fingers and oral assault but I hold her throat and keep her with me. If we’re marrying, she’s going to meet my wild side and fucking like it.
I love how wet she is and the sounds my fingers make while pumping inside of her. She enjoyed blowing me. Karessa may be full of surprises. She's like a dirty little housewife. Anticipation prickles my skin and makes my dick tingle. I lift her leg, hooking my hand under her knee, and slam into her.
"Ah!" she cries out against my lips.
"Welcome to your nightmare, doll."
I give her a few rough strokes although I can tell this pussy hasn't been out to play in a while. The shit makes me harder. Karessa works to wrap her legs around me but I drop us on the bed and sink deeper inside.
"Too much," she protests as she arches back.
"Take it all, bitch."
She inhales sharply and her mouth falls open like it wants my dick again.
"Just testing boundaries." I'm only talking about the name because I meant the rest. I deliver a deep stroke to be clear. "Your face is offended but your pussy is wetter. Think about it."
"Oh, I will," she promises and yanks my hair so hard my dick tingles.
"Fuck. Do that again." I like pain and she'll find out more about that soon.
It's amazing having Karessa swallowed by my black sheets taking my dick. It's a visual I didn't know I needed. The longer I see it the more I like it.
"No," she says with all the authority she can muster while taking my dick.
"Ohhh. Founder's Sweetheart has a little spice. Keep it up. I'd love to break you. I'll make you my personal sex doll and fuck you in any hole just for breathing"
“Oh, Jagger. I can'twaitto marry you.”
Her green glare promises me a good time but she will learn. I groan when she bites my chest hard enough to leave a mark.
Fuck.That's the sexiest threat I've ever received.
