He brings his mouth down over my breast, and he closes his lips around my nipple.I nearly come immediately since my sensitive breasts have been neglected for so long and due to the fact that he’s grinding his cock into me in the most delicious way.
I slide my hands down his chest, finding his shorts.I tug at the sides, wanting to feel his hardness against my body without anything separating us.He grunts as my fingernail scrapes against his skin, working the shorts down his thighs.
I palm his cock as he holds himself up with just enough room for me to fit my arm between us.The harder he sucks my nipple, the faster I stroke his length.
He slides his mouth across my body, and he uses his teeth to push the dress to the side, exposing my other breast.I stroke harder, working his cock, paying special attention to the tip and making it impossible to draw this out any longer.
I don’t need flowers and courting.At this point, I’m a sure thing.There’s a deep throb between my legs that can only be quenched by being filled by his hard cock.
“Fuck me,” I moan.
Vinnie raises his eyes to mine, nipple still in his lips.
“Fuck me hard.”
Vinnie sits up, cock pointing straight up toward the heavens, and removes his shorts.I grab the hem of my dress and wiggle until it’s over my head, lying somewhere in the sand with his shorts.
“Are you sure?”he asks in the near-darkness as the moon shines behind him.
I prop myself up on my elbows and stare at his beautiful and very naked body.“What didn’t you understand about ‘fuck me’?”
A smile spreads across his face.“I love when you say that.”
“Fuck me,” I say again because I’m going to keep saying it until he finally does what he’s told.
I slide one hand down my stomach, finding my clit with my fingertips.I drop my head back, spreading my legs so he can watch me.
“If you don’t, I’ll do it,” I tell him, dipping my fingers in my wetness.
He grabs my hand and moves it to the side as he shifts back between my legs.He slides a hand underneath me as one hand grips my ass and the other strokes his cock.
“I should get a condom,” he says, but I’m too horny and, fuck, who has time for that now?
I glare at him because if I have to wait any longer, I’m going to lose my ever-loving mind.“Forget the condom.I’m clean and protected.Are you?”
“Tested monthly.I’m clean, baby.”
I raise an eyebrow.“Then why are you still talking?”
Vinnie’s lips are back on mine as the tip of his cock presses against my opening.“I’m done talking, baby.It’s time to take what’s mine.”
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit his words send goose bumps scattering across my skin.I write about men claiming women as their own all the time, but I have never had a man say the words to me.Vinnie knows just what to say to steal my breath and make not falling for him damn near impossible.
He slides his cock inside me inch by inch, stretching me so wide, I can barely breathe.The delicious bite as he pushes deeper has me gasping for air and clawing at his back.I moan his name as he pulls back and rocks back into me.
It’s slow and sensual.He stares down at me, never breaking eye contact as his slow rocking turns into sharp, deep thrusts.
“Yes!”I chant over and over again.“More.”
I hook my ankle around his ass, wanting him deeper, needing the friction for the orgasm that’s slowly building inside me.His cock fills me, reminding me of exactly how wonderful it feels to be stuffed.
His lips are back on mine as he swivels his hips and grinds against me, hitting every spot I need touched to make the orgasm build faster.
My body tightens with each thrust, and I curl my toes as my back arches.I can’t stop the orgasm.I scream his name, chanting into the darkness as colors explode behind my eyes.
“Again,” he says, not stopping or slowing, but fucking me harder and deeper than before.
“I don’t think I can,” I say while trying to catch my breath, and tiny but violent aftershocks rock me to my core.
“You will, baby.I can do this all night,” he says, and I believe he can and will.
