He undoes my top and tosses it on the ground, then does the same with my shoes, socks, and pants. Before I know what’s happening, I’m naked before him, and his dark gaze is running over me in a way that’s so possessive it takes my breath away. I go to reach for his cock again, but he pushes my hand away and tosses me onto the edge of the bed.
He kneels between my thighs. My legs go over his shoulders, and he gives no warning before he presses his mouth to my hot core. And… it’s like pleasure is radiating straight from my pussy throughout my entire body. My head falls back, and my knees fall out.
“Yes, Gareth, yes!” I murmur, tossing my head.
He licks gently for a while, building my arousal, making me wetter and wetter, and then he begins to lick faster, and I start to bounce myself against his face. Then he sucks, and stars dance in front of my vision.
“Gareth,” I plead, “I need you.”
He growls low in his throat, and I feel a shudder pass over him. He climbs back to his feet, then turns me around on the bed, my feet on the floor, and comes up behind me. His cockpushes into my folds and begins to slide around. I feel myself dripping, know that I’m dripping onto the floor, but all I can do is grip the blankets and hold on for my life.
His cock shifts under me, angling for my entrance, and I tense as the big head of his cock pushes inside of me. I don’t know what it is with these men and their big cocks. I don’t know if it’s something in their oats, or in the wind, but whatever it is, my men have had too much of it.
Or maybe just the right amount, since I always enjoy it when I’ve adjusted to them.
He continues to press inside, one inch at a time, as my body hugs him tightly. “Oh my gods, Harper,” he groans. “You have the tightest pussy I’ve ever had. You’re so fucking tight. Gods, I love you. I just want to be with you. I want to live inside your body every night and every day.”
It’s almost the most I’ve ever heard Gareth talk. I’d be laughing if I wasn’t so busy taking his massive dick, every muscle in my body tight.
He finally makes it fully inside of me, and I’m breathing hard, waiting for my body to adjust to his size. Waiting to feel that red hot pleasure instead of the slight uncomfortableness that comes from having something this big inside of me. He pulls out just a little, then pushes back in, and I gasp.
“Fuck,” he says, sounding out of breath. “I’m going to take you every night. You understand me? Every night I’m going to claim your pussy until you’re dripping with my cum every fucking day of your life.”
His words turn me on. Make me hotter and hotter. I’m afraid I’m going to soak his damn bed.
He pulls out, then plunges back in, over and over, grasping my hips and keeping me in place as he pounds me into the bed.
“That’s right, baby. Take me deep. Take me all the way. Sear my fucking cock into your sweet little pussy.”
I’ve never had a man talk to me like this before. I like it. I like ita lot.
He reaches around me and grabs ahold of my breasts, feeling the weight of them in his hands, rubbing his thumbs along my nipples, pinching me at random. The sensation deepens the raw need inside of me that I can’t seem to shake as he thrusts into me over and over again.
“Am I big enough for you?” he whispers.
“Yes,” I murmur, gripping the blankets tightly.
“Am I hard enough for you?”
“Yes,” I whimper as he thrusts into me again.
“I want my fucking name tattooed over your pussy. Do you understand me? I’m putting my fucking name on you.”
“Yes,” I manage.
He speeds up, faster and faster. My breasts bounce in his grip, pleasure streaking through me like a rope that’s getting pulled tighter and tighter. I close my eyes. Curses explode from my lips. The rising tide of pleasure sweeps over me and pulls me under, and my orgasm hits with all the power of a runaway horse.
I’m screaming his name over and over again. I scream until I get hoarse, but I’m still screaming. My toes are curled. My eyes roll back in my head, and every hair on my body stands on end.
Which is when Gareth explodes inside of me, filling me with his cum. He doesn’t stop his pounding as he spreads his seed throughout every inch of me. He slowly calms, leaning over me. He kisses my shoulder, still buried deep inside of me.
“Oh, fuck, Harper. You make me crazy,” he rasps.
We stay like that for a long minute before he pulls out of me, picks me up and puts me on the bed, before climbing in behind me and pulling the covers over us. I don’t know what he’s going to do when he lifts one of my legs and sticks his hard cock right back inside of me.
“Gareth!” I say, surprised.
He kisses my neck. “I just want to stay inside of you.”
