"Breathe, sweetheart," I murmur, stroking her hair as she trembles in my arms.
She clings to me, face pressed into my neck, body still quaking with aftershocks. I hold her, whispering praise against her temple, telling her how beautiful she is, how perfect, how much I want her, how she's mine. Words I've never said to anyone before pour from me, honest and raw in the aftermath of her pleasure.
When her trembling subsides, she pulls back to look at me, her eyes still dark with desire despite her release.
"I want more," she whispers, running her fingers down my chest. "I want you inside me."
My cock throbs at her words, painfully hard after tasting her, feeling her come against my mouth. I reach for the condom I placed on the nightstand earlier, tearing it open with my teeth.
"How do you want me?" I ask, rolling the protection down my length, watching her watch me with hungry eyes.
She surprises me, pushing up to her knees and turning to face the headboard, looking back over her shoulder with a boldness I haven't seen before.
"Like this," she says, arching her back slightly. "I want you to fuck me."
The crude word from her lips sends fire racing through my veins. I move behind her, running my hands down her sides to grip her hips. She's perfect like this, exposed, vulnerable, giving herself to me completely.
"You sure?" I check one last time, positioning myself at her entrance.
"Yes," she breathes, pushing back against me. "Please, Axel. I need you."
I enter her with one slow, deep thrust, both of us groaning as I fill her completely. She's impossibly tight, still sensitive from her orgasm, her body gripping me like a vise.
"Fuck," I hiss, holding still to let her adjust. "You feel so good, Sadie. So fucking tight around me."
She makes a small, desperate sound, trying to move against me. I tighten my grip on her hips, holding her in place.
"Not yet," I murmur, leaning forward to press my chest against her back. "I want you to feel every inch of me first."
I stay buried deep inside her, grinding slowly, making her take all of me. Her head drops forward, a whimper escaping her lips.
"Please," she begs, voice breaking. "I need you to move."
"Like this?" I withdraw almost completely before sliding back in with deliberate slowness.
"Harder," she gasps. "I won't break."
Something in me snaps at her words, the last thread of restraint I've been clinging to. I pull back and thrust forward hard, the force pushing her up the bed.
"This what you need?" I growl, repeating the motion. "You need me to fuck you hard?"
"Yes," she cries out, her fingers clutching the sheets. "God, yes."
I establish a punishing rhythm, driving into her with a force I've been holding back since the first time I saw her. The sound of skin against skin fills the room, punctuated by her gasps and my groans.
"So. Fucking. Perfect," I grit out, punctuating each word with a thrust. "Taking my cock so well."
She pushes back to meet each thrust, meeting me halfway, her body greedy for mine. She's so responsive, so perfect in her abandon. I want to draw this out, make it last, but the sight of her beneath me, back arched, hair wild, taking every hard thrust with hungry sounds, is pushing me toward the edge faster than I want.
I reach forward, gathering her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head against the mattress. The new position forces her chest down, changes the angle so I'm hitting her deeper with each thrust.
"You like that?" I growl, tightening my grip on her wrists. "You like being held down while I fuck you?"
"Yes," she gasps, turning her face to the side so I can see her profile, eyes closed in pleasure. "God, Axel, don't stop."
"Wasn't planning on it," I grunt, driving into her harder. "Your pussy feels too fucking good to stop."
Her inner walls clench around me at the crude words, drawing a groan from deep in my chest. I've never been this uninhibited with a woman before, never let myself be this raw, this demanding. But Sadie takes everything I give her and asks for more, her body responding to my dominance in ways that drive me wild.
