“Fuck,” he groans, looking down between us.
I am trying to catch my breath. I know we have kind of done this before, but this was really happening. Rolling forward, his cock slides in slightly deeper and my pussy squeezes around him.
“Relax, baby, I need you to relax.” His jaw is wound tight, his eyes falling between our bodies. “Breathe,” he reminds me.
I nod, inhaling heavily before exhaling. Edging in further, inch by glorious inch, he stretches me out until he is buried deep inside of me.
“You’re so tight,” he groans, gently pulsing inside of me.
“You’re so big.” I sigh, propping up my elbows to watch.
“Look at you.” He grins. “Watching my thick cock stuffed in your cunt.”
My cheeks flame at his dirty mouth.
His other hand curls around my hip as he begins to finally move, his cock sliding to the tip, my arousal coating him. Slamming forward with more force this time, our skin slapstogether and I moan. He continues to move, easing in and out of me and the burn that I once felt eases with each thrust.
“That’s it, good girl, you’re taking me so well,” he praises me, holding me in place as he uses me but I’m not mad.
Sex has never been like this for me. It was always just a chore, something to tick off the list. But this? This is so much more than sex. There’s a connection, feelings, rawness.
I let my head fall back as pleasure flutters in my lower stomach. He lowers my leg down, distracting me for a moment.
“Don’t stop,” I beg, and he smirks down at me.
“Don’t ever plan to,” he groans just as he pulls his cock from me and I whimper at the loss of him, the loss of feeling so full.
He crawls behind me, tucking himself against my body as his large hand hooks under my thigh and pulling my leg wide.
“Up on your elbow,” he mutters and I do as he says just as he realigns himself, sliding deep.
“Oh God,” I moan, my head falling back against his chest.
“Feels good, right?”
He nips at my ear and I pant as I catch his gaze across my shoulder. Hooking my arm behind his head, I pull his lips to mine, kissing him as he fucks me. Our teeth clash, tongues dance, and my insides are alight with pleasure.
“So, so good,” I whisper against his lips.
“I’m not ready to cum yet,” he groans, thrusting his hips, his cock sliding in and out. “I want you any way I can get you.”
I turn my head, my eyes fluttering closed. His relentless pounds are bringing me closer to the edge.
“Soon, I am going to flip you on your font and fuck you from behind.” His words send a pulse between my legs and I clench around him. “You like that idea, Lucky? Like the idea of me taking you from behind?” he whispers against my ear and I moan in response.
“I don’t think I am going to last,” I whimper, my orgasm teetering.
“Don’t you dare fucking come,” he growls and I feel his grip loosen on my thigh.
“I can’t, I can’t…” I pant, the ache between my legs intensifying. My stomach coils tight and that familiar cooling sensation dances up and down my spine.
Growling, he pulls his cock from me, and I roll on my back, pressing my thighs together to try and dull the aching want. His large hands push them wide, as he hovers his face over my pussy and spits.
Oh my God.
His palm rubs his saliva into my clit, and I watch as he works me up.
“Royce.”
