With endless hard, smooth grinds, I moan into her ear, muttering all the filthy compliments I’m thinking, drowning her fucking praise kink in gasoline without lighting the match that’ll let her come.
“You feel incredible wrapped around me.”
“You make me so fucking hard, Brigit.”
“This pussy’s so sweet, Ilovebeing inside it.”
“You’re doing such a good job, baby.”
Over and over, I praise and compliment my little bunny, meaning every fucking word, her delicious reaction to it sliding out of her body, down my balls and my fucking thighs, drenching me in her sweetness.
Desperate, pathetic cries spill from her mouth, and when I glance at her gorgeous face, it’s furrowed in concentration, her nose and brows crinkled.
I groan, lost in how fucking delirious she makes me, “Every sound you make is like fucking music; the way you moan when I’m fucking you drives me crazy.”
She chokes on her next moan, her fucking lips quivering, and I swear to god she might actually fucking cry if I don’t let her come.
“Oh, yeah, just like that,” I mutter in her ear. “Sounds so pretty. Give me more.”
She releases another loud, unabashed moan, and I reward her with a hard thrust.
“Come on, Brigit, keep going.”
For every loud, uninhibited sound she lets out, I fuck up into her harder, using my grip under her knee and my other hand gripping her ass to finally give her what she needs.
She screams my name over and over, the sound a plea and a curse. I might be the cause of the unbearable ache growing between her thighs, but I’m also the only cure, and she fucking knows it.
“Oh, Cormac, oh, Cormac, oh Cormac,” she cries. “Don’t stop.Please.”
“Oh, no, Bunny, I won’t stop fucking you until you come all over this cock again.” I grunt, almost losing my rhythm when her cunt flexes hard around me. “Oh,hell yeah,Brig, Jesus, you’re so tight right now, this little cunt trying to pull me in further and take every drop of my cum.Christ,I swear I’llneverstop fucking you. I’ll stay buried inside you all god damn day if you keep creaming on my dick.”
She chokes out another cry, and I get to watch as a single, beautiful, overwhelmed tear rolls down her cheek.
That one drop of salty water is all the praise I need to know I’ve fucked my girl properly.
When the orgasm she’s been chasing finally rips through her body, pulling frantic shrieks out of her mouth, her cunt squeezes around me so hard I just about black out, fucking her into the wall hard and fast enough I can hear her back hitting it with every thrust.
Brigit’s leg nearly gives out from the force of her high, her blissful cries of relief interrupted by a startled scream as she clings to me harder.
I refuse to let her orgasm end early or in disaster, so I reach beneath her other knee, lifting it and her off the ground, using my hard thrusts against the wall to keep her up where I want her.
High-pitched, wild wails escape her shaky voice as I rail into her with so much force we might break the fucking wall.
Her gorgeous tits bounce up and down, every soft inch of her body moving in time with my pounding and her fucking squeals.
“You feel too good, Brigit,” I growl. “This hot pussy’s gonna make me come again.”
“Yes!” she cries, “Oh, god, yes.”
Jesus Christ. Her reaction to my praising her body is incredible. I love to compliment her, and she fuckinglovesthe compliments. We’re made for each other. Made to be right here, chasing nirvana together, dragging each other screaming into it.
“Yeah, you know this pussy’s good, huh? So fucking good,” I mutter, losing all sense of the English language with how unreal it feels to have her in my arms, wrapped around me, screaming my name and begging for my cum.
A vicious growl escapes my throat as my cock swells and bursts, waves and waves of hot liquid pouring into Brigit, the orgasm so overwhelming I can feel fucking tingling in my spine, chills traversing my entire body.
I don’t know what kind of fucking sounds are escaping me, but they’re all fucking animal and carnal satisfaction as I grind againstBrigit, locking our bodies together to ride out the orgasm and keep all my cum inside her, burying it deeper and deeper.
She whines and whimpers, holding onto me like a lifeline with her arms, strong legs trying to crush my waist.
