He doesn’t stop me and leans back against me, while I continue my ministration and kiss, suck, bite, and lick his sweaty skin, assaulting it, marking it.
I don’t think he cares about the marks that willbe adorning him tomorrow. And that alone is enough to make my heart race.
Done letting me take control, he pulls me in front and deposits me on his lap, my knees on both sides of him. We kiss like it’s the first and last time, my hips finding a rhythm over his clothed boner as it presses into my naked core.
He pulls away and halts my movements. “This time, I’d rather come in your delicious cunt than in my pants,” he mutters with a smirk, making heat creep up my spine.
His eyes then fall to his jacket, which I’m wearing. “Fuck, you look better in it than I ever did. Especially with nothing underneath.”
Wrapping my hands around his neck and playing with the hair at his nape, I roll my eyes at him. “Of course, you’d say that. You’re such a man.”
Ezra’s eyebrow arches as he deadpans, “And thank God for that. Otherwise, I’d have to spend my entire life devoid of the experience of ever being inside this greedy cunt.” He cups my pussy and squeezes it, making me elicit a gasp.
“Talking of being inside, can we please have sex before I become one with the same God who made me a man?” he groans with frustration.
“Yes, please,” I whimper as his hand continues pressing my pussy with the heel of his palm.
Grabbing my waist with both hands, he again throws me on the bed, making me choke on my breath in shock. “Do that again, and I swear I’ll chop your balls off,” I grit at him for startling me.
The bastard smirks. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, Feather.”
“What’s good about chopping your balls, asshole?”
“You anywhere near my balls, dick or ass equals good time, Kaeli.” I throw a pillow at him, which he easily dodges with a hoarse laugh.
He takes off every piece of clothing from his body.
Then finally,finally, I have the life-defining, earth-shattering, mind-numbing moment where I see his cock for the first time as it bobs against his stomach and leaks precum.
My jaw falls open, and words elude me as I gape unabashedly at the most beautiful and biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Not even porn compares. My breath hitches when the palm of his big, veiny hand encircles the engorged length, and he gives it the slowest pump in history.
Or maybe it’s just my brain that’s taking a littletoo long to catch up, because how the fuck will he fit inside me? That cock is going to tear my pussy apart.
As if he’s reading my mind, he whispers in his sinful voice, “Don’t worry, Feather. We’ll make my cock fit in your snug little cunt.”
My thighs clench shut at his words and rub together, squeezing around empty air.
“You’ll let me fuck you, won’t you, Kaeli?” I nod on an audible gulp. “That’s my good girl. Now, as much as I like seeing you in my jacket, I’d love to see you naked. So, be a good girl for me once more and strip, Kaeli,” he commands, and the low baritone and dominance in his voice leave no room for objection.
Entranced by the power he exudes, I sit up straight and unzip his jacket. The opening of the last teeth of his zipper is like a whip cracking in the air, it’s like a thunderbolt in the sky, it’s like an ominous fucking sound, portending destruction, ruin, and wreckage. Of my pussy and my heart.
Sheathing his dick in rubber while I throw the jacket and everything down to my bra somewhere in the room, he walks and leans over me. His gaze eating up every inch of my exposedskin and pebbled nipples.
“Fuck, your tits are gorgeous.” Ezra licks my areola and sucks my nipple in his mouth, his hand fondling my other breast as I turn into a moaning mess.
His cock rubs against my pussy without once going in. He’s enjoying teasing me too much for a man who was desperate to be inside me a minute ago. His mouth and hand alternate between my breasts as my walls continue to clench around nothing and still get wetter and wetter by the second.
When he finally proves to be too much and not enough for me at the same time, I yank his head back and snarl, “Fuck me before I change my mind, Ezra.”
“Fuck, I love it when you say my name like that, all pouty, angry, and starved.” He nuzzles his nose in the crook of my neck.
Just like he does everything, he thrust his big, hard cock in my pussy in one fast stroke without warning. My mouth falls open in a gasp as a whimper follows from not just me but him.
I didn’t think a man whimpering could sound so fucking erotic, but he does, and I think it makes me come a little.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, you’re so fuckingtight,” he hisses, his eyes squeezing shut as I feel his heart thundering against mine.
“It hurts,” I cry, my hold on him tightening as my nails scratch his back. It feels like his cock is spearing right through me, tearing me apart.
