Shaking my head, a dark chuckle comes out of me, impressed with the woman she is. Her stubborn determination that borders on delusion at this point. “Fuck, you’re crazy,” I tell her.
Her head rears up, flames in her eyes. “Did you just call me crazy?Again?”
I put a hand on her chest, pushing her back down, using enough strength to force her back. “Ah,bella, we’re all a bit nuts. Yours just happens to turn me on.”
I watch as heavy breaths wrack her, breasts moving with each inhale. Stroking myself, I feel a bead of precum that’s already dotting my head, and smear it down toward my piercing as she watches, fascinated.
She’s got a little darkness in her too. Not some goody two-shoes like most of the people in this town. She’s wild, this one. I fucking like it. She needs to know she’s free to let that shit out with me.
“That streak you hide with everyone else? It doesn’t scare me. I’ve seen worse than you could ever do, Alexis, and you can’t run me off.”
I slide the head of my cock through her slickness, my eyelids nearly closing in bliss when I rub my piercing over her clit and watch her bite her lip to not whimper.
“You need more from me, I’ll give it to you,” I promise, pulling back to notch my head at her core. “You need to be fucked down from the edge of insanity, I’m your guy. You can let all your crazy out with me. It gets me off.”
“The only thing crazy about me is that I’m hooking up with you,” she wheezes out as my head forces its way past her tight entrance, and her eyes squeeze shut.
“Keep talking delusion,” I encourage her. “I’ll remind you what this is.”
And on that, I slam home, sheathed in her wet heat that feels even better than I knew it would. Just like her mouth, somehow she’s more perfect than I could’ve dreamed.
Soaked, clenching me, I watch her pussy grasp my cock like it’s feeding it life, drawing me in as tight as possible, until the base of my dick is flat against her, and her breaths are staggered, barely able to regulate her own oxygen intake when I’m this deep inside her.
“Is it in yet?” she asks, eyes still shut, teeth clenched, doing everything she can to pretend like her world isn’t recalibrating to the feel of me stretching her insides and molding them to the shape of my cock.
I chuckle, rocking against her and watching her back bow, her neck strained. “We’re gonna pretend that’s not your cervix I’m knocking up against?”
Pulling back out slowly, I watch as my dick is coated in her juices, throbbing at losing the feel of her, demanding to lodge back inside of her, but I force myself to drag it out so she feels every damn inch of me on the way out.
And then I slam back in, unable to keep in my own moan at the feel of her wrapped around me.
Her lower lip quivers, but her eyes are still closed, and that just won’t do.
“All right,” I say, voice gruff and out of patience. “Legs up, Lexi. Get those ankles on my shoulders.”
Gripping her calves, I don’t give her the option to disobey me this time, placing one of her ankles on each of my shoulders, and pulling on her until she’s right where I want her. Leaning forward, I wrap my arms around her back and pull her up until I have her folded into the perfect position. Pussy stretched around me, knees open wide, I can see it all, my arms around the outside of her legs so I can play with her tits.
She puts her arms out behind her to hold her up just like this, and I cup the back of her skull with one hand, my fingers spanning the entire side of her head. My thumb reaches her mouth, and I put the tip of it in there to give her something to suck on while I start a rhythm going and pick up the pace.
It’s almost like if you stimulate her enough, fill her mind up with nothing but me, she softens. Gives in a little and stops fighting it quite so much.
Her fire is still there, but you can see her resistance sags, like she’s grateful someone else is taking control.
Don’t mind if I do.
Pulling on her neck to keep her where I want her, I rock my hips forward, nudging into her again and soaking in the feel of her softness, the way she takes me so fucking well.
Hips slapping, the office walls ricochet the lewd noises back at us. In the dark of night, it sounds ten times louder somehow.
A filthy smirk peeks out, and I grin down at her. “You look like you were meant to take my cock, Lexi.”
Her eyes flit down, but all she can see is probably those heavy tits and her curvy stomach, blocking the view of all the fun I’m having.
My hands come down to her hips, holding her into position so I can pick up the pace. Feet spread wide, I pound into her with a furious rhythm that has her humming in pleasure, a constant stream of noise that pitches up when I thrust extra hard and goes deeper when I hit that spot rightthere.
“Should I take a video of it for you?” I pant out between thrusts. “Let you see how perfect your cunt stretches for me?”
“I don’t want to remember this,” she lies, head falling back between her shoulders as I pinch one of her nipples harder in punishment.
