I long to thrust into her hard and fast, to take what I need. But I can’t. She’s so tight. I felt it when I had my fingers inside her. I need to prime her first, or I’ll hurt her.
I ease in slowly, just the tip at first. I grunt hard. She feels so good that it takes effort not to just slam home. I rock in and out, shallow thrusts that let her body adjust to my size. All the while, I keep rubbing softly on her clit.
She makes these noises that are halfway between pleasure and pain.
“You good?” I ask.
“More,” she gasps. “I can take more.”
I smile, and it must look feral as fuck. Good thing she’s facing away from me. Grunting again, I push in deeper, inch by inch, until I’m finally fully seated inside her. My eyes nearly roll back in my head. She feels incredible. Hot and tight and perfect.
I hold still for a moment while she adjusts. She’s making these little panting noises. Her channel will be stinging a little from being so stretched.
I reach around her gently, squeezing her clit between my fingers, trying to help her through.
Her pants become more urgent, and she moans. Still holding her clit firmly. I lean back a little, looking down at her ass. I love how filled out she is. She’s all hips, tits, and ass.
I take a handful of one of her soft globes and squeeze, opening her further. I can see where my cock disappears inside her.
She moans, still panting.
“Grim.” It’s desperate.
Then I give her ass a sharp spank. The sound echoes through the room.
She cries out, her pussy clenching around my cock so hard I see stars.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I growl.
She gasps my name, sounding slightly pissed but also turned on.
I pinch her clit a little and spank her on the same spot.
She does something between a moan and a yell; her body trembles.
“You can tell me to stop,” I remind her.
She doesn’t. My balls pull tighter. I think I might be in love…with her pussy.
I spank her again.
Her ass jiggles beautifully, and her tits jerk forward as she reacts with a jolt and a deep moan. Her ass is a little pink on that spot now.
Holy shit, but she’s a vision.
I take my fingers off her clit and gather some of her wetness, dragging it up and around. She’s soaked, her arousal coating my cock and dripping down her thighs.
“You like that,” I tell her, my voice rough with need.
Wren whimpers, and then she full-out yells when I rub her clit again, this time with a touch more pressure.
Then I start fucking her. Wren arches her back and cries out.
I keep rubbing for the first few thrusts, working her clit while I move inside her. Then I grab her hips with both hands. They’re made for holding onto. Perfect handholds for exactly this.
I’m grunting hard, my jaw clenched so tight it aches. My balls are so tight they’re practically in my throat.
I fuck her, quickly finding her G-spot and making sure I stay on it with every thrust. She’s dropped down to her elbows now, the side of her face pressed into the pillow, her ass in the air.
