She could feel the walls of her cunt tightening; she angled her hips to make him push against the place inside her that would bring her release.
“What do you need?” he said. “Faster? Harder?”
“Harder,” she said. “I like it hard.”
Those biceps and shoulders flexed as he moved her like she weighed nothing. His eyes, instead of being fixed on her breasts, were on hers. She knew there was no way he was going to come before her.
“Why am I not surprised you like it hard? I’m going to come so fucking deep in you, I’ll be in you for days,” he said. “And your tits are going to be all I can think about until I next see them.”
“This. Is. A. One. Off.” She got the words out on each thrust. Release was close. She was almost there.”
“Seriously?” he said. “You don’t want my cock again?”
“No,” she lied.
“Shall I stop now then?”
How was he doing it? Why hadn’t he lost his mind while he was taking hers.
“Fuck me, Scott,” she said, putting her hands either side of his head, leaning on the wall behind, her tits in his face.
He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard.
“Come for me first and then I’ll fuck you properly.” He’d let the nipple go, instead moving her down harder on his cock. Once, twice and then she cried out, her whole body shuddering as she came.
He didn’t let up, waiting only for her movements to subside, before lifting her off him. She felt his absence, watching how he moved out from under her and arranged her like a doll over the seat, her backside in the air.
He took his hand to her ass, the slight sting making her pussy contract. She heard him laugh.
“Not fucking funny,” she said.
“Don’t lie.” His voice was husky. “I can see how excited that got you. Spread your legs more for me and I’ll give you my cock again.”
She wanted to argue, but she wanted to be filled again more, so did as he asked. A finger breached her, then a second and she moved against his hand.
“Brace yourself against the seat, Keren,” he said. “I’ll going to play with your clit to get you off again.”
She whimpered, not capable of any more and hating him because he was.
The chair kept her upright as he entered her quickly, her body used to his size but his force made her cry out.
He didn’t apologise, holding her hips until he’d found his rhythm and then his hand found her clit and she came noisily, beyond the point of caring who heard.
It took her a few heartbeats to hear his deep chuckle. “Next time I’m going to do this to you in front of a mirror.”
“Won’t. Be. A. Next. Time.” He thrust hard but not deep and she figured he was close to coming.
His hand left her clit and wrapped in some of her long hair, pulling her head back. He wasn’t rough and it wasn’t painful. His other hand was under her stomach, keeping her steady while he moved inside her.
“There will be a next time,” he said. “Don’t kid yourself.” He was gasping now. She tightened her muscles around him and heard him groan. His cock pulsated inside her as he emptied himself into her, making her contract again.
Scott stilled, his hand letting go of her hair and curling around her, bringing them both briefly to standing and then in his lap on the seats.
Any arguments and thrown words were gone he covered as much of her skin with his as he could, kissing her lips, the side of her neck , stroking her breasts and stomach slowly.
“I’m going to dribble all over you,” Keren said, aware that she was incredibly wet between the legs.
“You say the sexiest things,” he said, the words partly muffled with her hair.
