My mascara and eyeliner are ruined, but I look kinda sexy.
Ravvi guides my hands to wrap around the counter, smirking at me in the reflection. He tugs down the front of my tank top and eyes my tits as they spill out of the cups of my bra.
“Your tits are perfect,” he growls. Teasing his fingers into the material, he pinches my left nipple.
I whimper, shoving my hips back into his pelvis. He’s so hard, and I want every inch of him inside me. He makes sure my bra is pulled down enough that he’ll be able to watch my tits bounce and flips up the back of my skirt. His hands brush against my ass, and he works on the front of his jeans.
“Those heels are really coming in clutch,” he murmurs, jerking his tip against my ass. His foot slides between mine, gently nudging my feet apart.
I comply, leaning up on my toes to help with the height difference.
His crown bumps my lower lips, sliding through them easily with how soaked I am. “Hold on tight, love. This might get a little rough.”
My face falls forward as he bucks up into me, and I moan like a well-paid porn star. The stretch is intense, and this position makes me feel even fuller.
“More,” I sob, slamming my hips back.
Ravvi chuckles darkly. “Such a greedy omega. Don’t worry. You’re going to get every inch of my cock.”
My hands slide around the counter as he gives me exactly what I asked for. My skin prickles with sweat as my legs shake, but none of that matters as much as focusing on how hard he is inside me.
His electric scent fills the small space, making my head foggy. Even my vision is hazy when I glance at him in the mirror, but his strong jaw flexes as he fucks me like he owns me.
His beard has gotten thicker over the last few days, and he’s so sexy.
My tits ache, and the orgasm he denied me when he was fingering me builds back almost embarrassingly fast. Only, no matter how much I wiggle my hips, I can’t get enough pressure on my clit.
“I’m torn…” His hand wraps in my hair while his fingers dig into my hip. “It’s a fucking phenomenal view from back here. I want to watch your face in the mirror, but seeing my cock wet with your slick?” A dangerous growl echoes out of his chest. My instincts take over, and my head falls to the side as I offer him my throat. “That’s not helping me keep my head clear.” He leans over my back. With the hold he still has on my hair, he’s able to get most of the strands away from my neck, and he rakes his teeth down my throat.
“Please,” I sob, yanking my hand off the counter and bringing it to my clit. My entire body bounces with his powerful thrusts, and I need to come all over his cock. “Ravvi… Please!” There’s so much more I would say and beg for if my head was clear enough to form actual sentences.
“Careful, Clover. You need to be mindful of what you’re asking for. My head is a mess, and my instincts are trying to convince me that you’re begging for my bite.” His tongue flicks over my neck, and he bites without breaking the skin. “Shit. I need to shut my mouth before I scare you away. You’d run if you could hear half the things my instincts are trying to convince me to do to you.”
“Say them… Do them,” I sob.
A thrill runs through my nerve endings, and I speed up, rubbing my swollen nub.
The orgasm washes over me with no warning. My pussy clamps down on his cock, and Ravvi thrusts through it.
“That’s it, love. Come for me.” His plowing strokes get so violent that his knot brushes my pussy lips. “Ahh, fuck.”
Embarrassing, incoherent begging spills from my mouth, and I come so hard that I lose my vision. My stomach falls against the counter, which pinches my arm, but none of it matters. His shaft swells to almost painful proportions, though it’s not more than I can handle. It also drags out my orgasm to the point all I can do is twitch.
“Watching you fall apart…” He groans as his cock jolts inside me, spilling every drop of his hot cum.
I do my best to bounce on my toes, working my pussy over his throbbing length. He’s been kinda frozen in place, so I’m shocked when he slams into medeep.
His knot wedges inside my opening and swells, locking us together.
Every shake of my body drags it along my inner walls. I wail, and Ravvi uses his hold in my hair to twist my face back toward his.
“Fuck…Tell me you’re okay.”
I nod, and his lips brush over my cheek. “Rut!”
Ravvi’s hand tightens on my hip, and he groans as he tries to pull out a bit. It doesn’t do much, considering we’re locked together, but the small movement lights up my insides.
My chest gets warm and fuzzy.
