“Uh…” I fell apart again. “Don’t stop… just like that…”
“That’s right… Kitty… let me feel how bad you need me…”
I clenched, tightening around his shaft. I came until he flipped me over onto all fours. My knees were on the stairs, with my hands on the step above. With one hard grip on my hip and the other on the front of my neck, Kraven pulled me to lay flush against his chest before he thrust back into me.
Rough.
Demanding.
“Uhhh…” I loudly screamed out.
He turned my face, sliding his tongue in my mouth. “You look so fucking pretty taking my dick.”
“Yes…” I panted, loving his dirty words.
In and out.
Up and down.
“You’re doing so good for me,” he grunted.
Harder.
Faster.
“That’s it,” he tempted, walking me through it. “Take it… just like that… Take it, it’s yours. I’m yours.”
My gaze widened with pleasure.
With pain.
At that point, it was one and the same.
I felt the warmth of his flesh, his back muscles flexing with every thrust.
Every push and pull.
I couldn’t get enough of him.
He felt too damn good.
Our mouths parted, still touching, both of us gasping for air, trying to savor every sensation of us coming together. His one hand snaked around to play with my clit, and I melted into him.
His intoxicating thrusts were almost as pained as the stare in his eyes. I felt his heart pounding against my back.
His kisses reached deep within the depths of my soul, and his strong hands and muscular body possessed me in ways I’d never experienced before.
I came hard.
Fast.
Falling forward.
Coming undone.
“Good girl…” he coaxed in a strangled tone, hanging on by a thread. “Kitty, your pussy was made for me… You were made for me…”
“Please, please, please…”
