I wanted her like that.
I wanted her rough. Gentle. Safe. Dangerous.
But in that second, I needed her brutal.
She needed me to bite her?
Well, I needed to fuck her.
Shooting upward, I grabbed her hot skin, flipping her onto her front. “Tell me now if this is going to be a problem.”
Sitting on her knees, she arched her spine, standing on all fours. The dip of her spine blew my fucking mind, the crack of her arse leading the way to the hottest wettest cunt I’d ever had.
Looking over her shoulder, her lips burned bright red, swollen from our kisses. Her face flushed pink from her orgasm and her thoughts...they gave me complete freedom to take her like this.
She wanted it.
“You want to be ridden?”
She bit her lip, her teeth indenting the red flesh. “More than anything.”
Swallowing a possessive growl, I clamped one hand on her hips and the other around my cock. Yanking her backward, I positioned myself to line up perfectly.
As her entrance locked over the crown of my cock, I couldn’t see. My eyes short-circuited as insane bliss catapulted down my dick and into my balls.
I had her in my arms, and yet, somehow, I still expected her to vanish.
She was everything I ever dreamed of. I couldn’t help fearing she’d be gone when I woke. I’d find she never existed and this was all a terrible fantasy.
But then she rocked backward, sliding her pussy down my length. Her spine rolled, her head folding toward the bed. “More.”
Shit, I’d give her more.
I’d give her everything.
Thrusting upward, her body offered no barrier as I filled her completely. Her previous orgasm slicked and prepared her. I didn’t have to worry about being gentle or slow. I could climb inside and take everything she offered.
Leaning forward, I wrapped my arm around her chest. My hand grabbed her dangling breasts, squeezing the weight. My mouth found her spine, kissing the beads of her bones, thrusting again and again.
Opening myself to every thought of Nila's, I felt her gratitude, her love, her desire. I felt her happiness, her singular concentration on me inside her, and the quietness that being together brought.
Biting her waist, I continued to thrust upward. My hips rocking to a punishing rhythm, forcing Nila to match my pace, slamming us together, keeping our bodies joined.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” I kissed and bit her, driving myself insane with sensation. “I want to come all over you. In you. On you. I want you like this for the rest of our lives. I want you to know you belong to me. I need you. Shit, I need you.”
Her voice wobbled, breathless with our pace. “Don’t stop.”
My balls tightened, building with bubbling pressure. My cock grew thicker and harder, impaling her, spearing her, diving into her over and over andover.
My hands roamed over her back and waist. I couldn’t stop touching her. Fisting her short hair, I rode her hard and fast. Degrading but respecting. Cruel but loving.
“I stole you from everyone. I snapped the collar around your neck and made you mine. Every scream you uttered is mine. Every moan you’ve made is mine. Your heart beats formine.Fuck, Nila.”
Her neck curved backward as I kept tight hold of her hair. “Yes. God, yes.”
My legs trembled, my knees glued to the mattress as I thrust again and again.
My release gathered in every cell, electrifying together, surging into my cock.
