Lexi was made for me. Every inch of her fits me perfectly, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my goddamn life exploring her.
She claws at my shoulders, her nails dragging down my back as I rut into her like I’ll die if I stop fucking her, and I wouldn’t rule out the possibility.
It doesn’t seem to matter how often I fuck her, it’s never enough.
Years of pent-up need are going to take more than a few weeks to get out, and we have the rest of our lives for that.
I don’t think I’d say Lexi is okay with the fact I’ve been stalking her for years, but she didn’t run screaming, so I’m taking that as a win.
Every thrust is accompanied by a slap of our skin and her back against the window as I slide as deep as I can each time.
“Your pussy is gushing for me, Wildcat,” I grunt against her ear. “My perfect girl gets off on being watched, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes.” She buries her face in my neck, her hips shifting with every pump of mine.
“Such a good girl,” I praise, reveling in the way her muscles flutter around me. I’m far too close to the edge already, but that’s hardly surprising. I doubt I’ll ever be able to fuck Lexi without spending the whole time on the brink of release.
Reluctantly, I pull my cock from her heat, and she groans in protest, but I’ll be back inside her in just a few seconds.
I carefully drop her feet to the ground and turn her body until she’s pressed against the glass.
She tips her hips back without me needing to position her, and I slide back into her tight pussy with a rough groan.
“You feel so big like this,” she sobs, her hands pressing to the window on either side of her head.
I reach for them, bundling them in one of mine and pinning them as high as she can comfortably reach.
I use my free hand to reach around her, flicking the tight bundle of nerves in time with my rough thrusts.
“Colten!”
“I love hearing you scream my name, baby,” I rumble against the shell of her ear.
Her pussy clenches around me, her body careening toward her release.
“You gonna come for me, Lexi?”
“Yes. Please, Colt. Make me come,” she pleads.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I demand, my own orgasm barreling closer.
“I’m yours,” she sobs.
“Ask for my cum, Wildcat. Beg for it.”
A long moan accompanies my request as she bears down on me. It’s taking everything for her to hold her release at bay, and I can relate.
The tingling at the base of my spine is reaching the point of no return.
“I want your cum inside me, Colt. I want you to fill me up. Please, I need it.”
“Good girl,” I grunt, speeding up my rhythm and ministrations of her clit. “Come for me, Lexi. I want you to milk my cock like the perfect girl you are.”
Her strangled scream fills the quiet apartment, and not for the first time, I’m glad we’re the only ones on this level because my girl is a screamer.
Thank God.
My own orgasm follows closely behind as my balls tighten and my cock swells. Hot cum fills her fluttering pussy, the perfect combination of our releases held inside her by my still twitching cock.
