“Oh, fuck,” I hissed through my teeth, tightening my hold on her hair to remember this wasn’t a dream. Her mouth felt tight and perfect, warm and calling.
She bobbed her mouth up and down, teasing the tip of my cock with her tongue, then putting pressure along the nerves on my cock. I felt her watering mouth drip down the edges, felt her throat close up from how deep she took me, and before I shattered right there, I reached for her shoulders and pulled her up.
“Stop…or I’ll cum right here,” I protested, helping her up to her feet.
“Really?” She gave me a teasing smile, the kind that said she knew just what kind of power she held over me.
“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” I groaned, tracing my hands up her hips until they rested on her ass. Then, with one swoosh, I lifted her off the floor and over my shoulder, smacking her ass as I took her to bed.
“Arko!” she squealed through a giggle.
“Shush. They’ll hear us downstairs,” I laughed, as I gently chucked her on the bed. I watched as the mattress bounced beneath her, as her body danced to the motion, my eyes falling to every delicious curve, all of which were mine to claim.
I crawled in above her and rested my palms on both her thighs. “Open up,” I whispered, tugging them wide.
I heard her breath hitch in her throat just as my gaze dropped down between her legs.
“God, you look like a feast,” I hissed, dipping my head between her legs. I felt her lurch and writhe as I slid a tongue up her slit, before circling her with firm, hard strokes. When she arched off the bed, I placed a hand on her stomach to keep her down, in place, until she was dripping down my mouth.
Once I was certain she was ready, maybe even more so, I stopped and lined my body up to position myself at her entrance.
I looked down at her face, utterly wrecked and flushed, and cupped her chin in my palm before diving down for a kiss. I kissed her like she consumed me, like nothing else existed, and she parted her legs, her hips lifting off the bed to tell me she was ready.
I didn’t break the kiss as I reached between us and grabbed my cock, nudging at her entrance. She moaned into my mouth, throwing herself off the bed, her breasts tantalizing against my bare chest.
And then, I inched into her, torturously slow. She half-cried into my mouth, trying to chase for more, her pussy slick and wet on my skin. That’s when I drove down, deep and hard in one swift motion.
And god, she was a glove. That primal, sweet feeling overcame all my senses, and I broke off the kiss, pulling her lower lip in a playful bite, before placating the pain with my tongue.
“Fuck,” she hissed, once I was fully seated inside her. “You feel amazing.”
“Wish you could feel what I’m feeling now,” I whispered, throwing my head into her neck as I began to move. My hips rolled slowly at first, then as she opened up further, harder.
I knew her body now, and knew exactly how to touch her, how to move to drive her wild. Her nails scraped down my back as I thrust deeper, harder, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
“God, Arko!” she squealed, throwing her head back against the pillow as she started to tighten around me. I rammed into her then, pounding her in a steady but quick pace, so damn hard that sweat trickled down my forehead.
I knew she was close, and even though I was fucking her so hard that breathing hurt, I didn’t stop. The bed creaked beneath us, the mattress squeaked with each thrust, and Beatrice reached above herself, gripping onto the railing on the bed to stop her body from sliding away.
“Oh my god,” she hissed, closing her eyes. She was close…so fucking close. I felt it in the way she breathed and trembled before me, her pussy tightening in little flutters around my cock, the timing between each flutter falling shorter and shorter.
I curved my hips to let my cock hit a little higher than where it was, and that’s when her eyes blasted open.
“That’s it, baby,” she whined in pleasure. “Right there. Don’t stop, Arko.”
“I won’t.” I thrust into her, over and over and over. “I won’t stop.”
And that’s when she squeezed around my cock and screamed out my name, and I knew she had cum. She lifted off the bed, her breasts like beautiful half-moons, and the sight of her alone, unravelling for me, was enough for me to follow soon behind.
My vision tunneled, and I saw stars as I came with a guttural groan, as her thighs trembled with the pleasure that was sweeping through her body.
I let my forehead drop against hers while we caught our breaths, and we lay like that for a while, with me still inside her.
“Ugh,” she groaned. “We have a party going on downstairs.”
“We do,” I chuckled, pulling out of her and falling to my back. She nestled closer, and I placed the crook of my arm below her neck, pulling her tighter and closer.
Below us, the sounds of the party continued, voices and laughter drifting up from the stairway.
