Fuck. That was incredible, I choke out. She leans in and I kiss her tenderly, relishing the softness of her mouth. Time to fulfill Cleo’s fantasies.
I spin her around. Hands on the wall, ass out, I say gruffly.
She follows my command immediately, bending over so that her ass juts out enticingly.
You want to be fucked? I ask.
God, yes, she groans. She looks back at me over her shoulder and her pupils are blown.
Then beg for it.
Please, Mats. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. She wiggles her ass and spreads her legs wider so I can see the glistening pink of her pussy.
How can I resist? I grab a condom from my jacket and roll it on, then I stand between her spread legs. I slide only the tip into her warmth and Cleo pushes back against me, hungry for more cock.
I smack her rounded ass cheek sharply and the sound rings out as she gasps.
Keep still, I snap. I’ll fuck you when I’m ready.
And I make her wait, feeling the trembling of Cleo’s body as she tries to keep completely motionless. I know how much she loves fucking, so this must be a real trial for her.
Finally, I grip her hips tightly and plunge into her as we both cry out in pleasure. She’s so hot, wet, and tight inside. I fuck her in steady thrusts, feeling her clench around my cock. I push deep, and each time I pull out almost to the brink Cleo moans in protest, like she needs to be filled at all times.
You love cock, don’t you? I growl.
She turns to look at me, her expression hazy with desire. Only your cock. I love your big, thick cock, she pants.
At first, I keep my hands on her hips, so I can move her all over my aching cock. But I’ve missed feeling every curve of her glorious body. I slow my thrusts so I can lean down and get my hands on her soft breasts as they swing back and forth. I cup and squeeze them, then pinch her stiff nipples hard enough to make her cry out. I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw her naked.
Fuuuck, she moans.
I slap her ass cheek, and her body jerks as she lets out a soft squeal. I slap the other cheek and she jumps again, the motion delicious against my aching cock.
I spank her ass over and over, alternating cheeks until my palms are hot and stinging. But they’re not as sore as Cleo’s ass, which is flushed red and glowing. I pull out and drop to my knees to kiss the hot flesh of her ass and then tongue her pussy and clit until she screams that she’s coming.
Oh god, Mats, she breathes, barely able to stand. Her arms are still planted against the wall. I stand and tilt her hips up to the exact right angle.
My turn, angel, I coo. I thrust into her again, going at a relentless pace that feels incredible. But Cleo’s into it too, moaning and thrusting back against me. God, it’s so intense.
Her hair is up in a high ponytail, and I wrap the braid around my hand and tug, so her head is tilted back and her body curves into an arc. The sight of her like this—arched back, reddened ass, sweat-slick skin, body straining against mine—is so incredibly hot.
I’m about to blow, so I reach down and stroke her clit. I want to make sure this is really good for her, because I know that I want to fuck her exactly like this again and again.
Oh, oh, oh, Cleo gasps as she rockets to her climax. I tease her swollen clit as I pound even harder into her, and then we both cry out. I hold myself deep as I come incredibly hard, feeling her clench around me. Then I practically collapse onto her back. After a second, I straighten and twist us around, so that I’m holding her as we lean against the cold wall.
Why is it so good with you? I ask hoarsely.
But I already know the answer. Cleo is an adventure. She’s frustrating and impressive. We argue and we laugh. We make the sweetest love, and we fuck hard and dirty. And we’re both addicted to what we have together.
She’s already retrieving her clothes. Come on. Let’s go celebrate your win.
That wasn’t the celebration? I can’t stop smiling.
Cleo kisses me. You can have more than one celebration. Especially when you score the game winner.
28
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