“You are incredible, Jordie. You look beautiful taking my cock so well.”
I crash my lips to his, wrapping my fingers in his wet hair as I continue sinking down onto him. When he’s fully seated, we both sighinto each other’s mouths. Our tongues perform a sensual tango as Phoenix tightens his fingers on my ass, urging me to move.
This is my first time in this position, but riding his big, hard dick comes naturally to me. It feels like the most natural thing in the world, despite him almost splitting me in half with that thing. Tightening my thigh muscles and glutes, I rise and then lower myself, shuddering at the delicious stretch.
“That’s it, baby. Ride my fat cock,” he murmurs into my mouth. His naughty words only spur me on, and I add a hip swirl to my repertoire, pulling a moan from both of us.
The steam from the water rises around us, draping us in a sultry fog of mutual desire. Our movements are slow, an unhurried rhythm that allows me to feel every inch of him gliding inside me. The heavy ridge of his crown drags along a very special place that I sometimes have trouble finding with my narrow vibrator. But Phoenix has a cock made for riding, made for getting a woman off. I wonder if he’d let me take a mold of it so I could have a replica made for future use.
Or I could just continue using the real thing, the filthy angel residing on one of my shoulders whispers. The thought of suggesting an ongoing love affair with Phoenix turns me on, and I grind down hard on his length. Sneaky late-night rendezvous, forbidden whispers in the dark, and the one thing that always pushes me over the edge when I imagine some nameless, faceless man in my bed.Would he think my fantasy is weird, or would he be down for it?
When he kisses across my cheek and to my ear, whispering, “You have the face of an angel but the greedy cunt of a filthy little slut,” I’m pretty sure he’d be down for anything. I shudder, and his mouth blazes a hot trail down my chest, taking one of my nipples between his lips. His tongue twirls around it as he sucks hard, hollowing his cheeks.
My orgasm is imminent, and when he moves to the other breast and bites down lightly, I grip his head tightly to my chest and cry out his name. We rock slowly together as the pressure inside me builds with every deep penetration.
“Phoenix, god, I’m coming. Please don’t stop.” I throw my head back in ecstasy, the waves of the orgasm drowning me in salacious pleasure as his strong arms band around me.
As I’m attempting to recover from the release, Phoenix reaches over to turn off the tap. Then he slides a hand up my body and presses his thumb against my lips.
“Suck.” It’s a command I willingly follow, taking his digit in my mouth and laving it with my tongue. “Do you know how many times I’ve dreamed of taking this pretty mouth? Of fucking your throat raw?”
What? He’s thought of me like… that?When I bite down, something changes in the blue depths of his eyes. They seem to sizzle. Pulling his thumb out, he drags a trail of my own saliva down my chin until he’s cupping my throat with his big hand.
“What do you want, Jordie?” His voice is low but no less ardent.
I don’t even have to think about it. The words waterfall from my lips. “I want to fuck. Hard.”
Phoenix clenches his jaw for a second, and I can feel his cock begin to throb inside me. He liked that answer. With his hand still around my neck, he pulls me forward until we’re nose to nose. The rigidity of his stare should scare me, but it only makes me want to see more of this darker side I’m just getting a glimpse of.
“We had sex earlier, but I’m about to teach you how to fuck, sweetheart.” He widens his legs, stretching me apart even further. “Now lean back a little so you can take me deeper.”
I lean back, resting my hands on his calves. “I think you’re as deep as you can go. I’ve run out of room in my vagina.”
He chuckles darkly and lifts his hips, driving impossibly deep while he holds me in place with one hand on my hip. “You think so?” he asks with a bite to his tone.
“Fuck,” I cry out because I’ve never even dreamed of being this full.
“Too much?” he asks, his voice strained, but I can hear a note of concern around the edges.
I shake my head vehemently. “No, it feels good.”
He releases my neck and draws his hand down the center of my torso, his eyes hungrily following the path like he wants to defile me in a hundred different ways. I feel so exposed like this, spread out for his perusal, but I’m down for a bit of defilement.
He leaves one hand on my lower belly and uses the other tosupport my lower back. “Ride me like your life depends on it, Jordie. I’m about to make you come so hard you’ll need therapy to learn to walk again.”
Holy hell, this man and his mouth are next level.
I begin to pump my hips, and Phoenix bites his bottom lip, watching my body undulate over his. I’m being stretched to capacity, and the burn is exquisite. After a few seconds, he matches my rhythm, lifting his fine ass from the floor of the tub and thrusting up into me with force. I grip his legs tighter, bowing my back to find just the right spot.
“Ohhh, right there,” I call when his dick rubs against a particularly sensitive spot inside me.
“Good baby,” he praises. “Grind it out.”
I do, circling my hips while he pounds up into me so hard my teeth clack together. I’m vaguely aware of water sloshing over the edge of the tub but I can’t bring myself to give a damn. My body and my mind are lost in the raw, carnal act of fucking.
We go at it hard and fast, his hands sandwiching me at the front and the back. I look at Phoenix through hooded eyes. He is so fucking beautiful, his face a mask of concentration. His gaze is cast downward to where we’re joined, watching himself fuck me like a man possessed. The only sounds in the room are our bodies smacking together, Phoenix’s savage grunts, and my cries.
“You’re so goddamn tight,” he grunts, his body slamming into mine. “You’re turning me into a fucking animal, goddess.”
