“Oh, you’re a little brat alright,” he husks and suddenly slams back down into me.
I try to keep the whimper from escaping my throat, but as he starts to thrust hard and fast, I can’t control myself.
Soren slides his forearm behind my shoulder and head, and his other hand grabs the back of my thigh as he shifts his body upward, and somehow drives himself into me even deeper.
My entire body clenches, then relaxes, over and over again as pleasure shoots through my groin and ass up my back into my head. My dizzy head.
This is what I’ve needed. This is what I’ve wanted. I just didn’t realize it until this very moment.
This isn’t anything that could be called love-making; it’s far from it. I grind my hips up against him in rapid succession,trying to meet his every thrust, but he’s too fast. My control of my own body feels lost, and it’s just Soren, pumping his cock in and out of my hole in rough snaps of his strong hips.
With each thrust, my own dick bobs against my stomach, dripping and aching. I want to touch myself so bad, I want him to stroke me, but neither happens.
It’s all so quick and aggressive.
Not soft and sweet. Not romantic.
I’m moaning and grunting in such a guttural fashion that I can’t imagine how it’s attractive, but hearing Soren mirror these erotic sounds only turns me on more.
“Yes, yes!” I say between panting for breath.
“Take it, take my fuckin’ cock…just like that, ahh,” Soren tells me, his forehead leaning against mine. Sweat drips down from his brow onto mine.
The pressure in my pulsing length is building. I can hardly take it. My balls squeeze and my stomach tightens. I want to tell him I’m going to come, but I can’t get the words out.
God, I want to kiss him. I want to lose myself in him entirely, and that’s what he’s trying to do for me.
I don’t know why, and I don’t care.
As if reading my mind, Soren suddenly captures my lips with his. The kiss is rough and messy, spit drips down my chin as he shoves his tongue in my mouth and I let him dominate it. Not an ounce of objection in my body or mind.
Every thrust rattles the wooden legs of the couch and the small table nearby; makes the springs creak and groan. Nothing is louder than the sound of Soren’s hips smacking against mine as he drives into me harder.
Everything becomes static. Nothing exists except us. Just his cock pulsing and dripping inside of me, and my body trembling around it.
Soren slides his arm out from under my shoulder and places his hand at the base of my neck and collarbones. He pushes down, holding me tightly against the couch. The feeling of his rough fingertips pressed down against the fragile skin of my throat drives me over the edge.
What might’ve taken even longer with someone else, takes mere minutes, without him even touching my length a single time.
I come onto my stomach in several hot spurts. My entire body clenching once, then twice, with my hips shuddering and cock bouncing.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Soren spits out a string of expletives in a frenzy as he pulls out of my ass.
My hole tightens almost painfully in his absence, and a whine sounds low in my throat.
My vision is blurry, eyes burning, face wet, but I try to lift my head just a little to watch him, the hazy image of Soren stroking himself until he releases in sticky bursts along my stomach.
We’re both painting for breath, moaning between every other one, and after another couple moments, Soren is draped over the other end of the couch, his legs tangled with mine.
It’s oddly comforting. I find myself trying to press our legs ever tighter together, rubbing one of my calves against his thigh. Enjoying the pressure of his foot against my side.
At some point we’d gotten our shoes off, but I can’t remember when. How did we manage to get completely naked? Everything feels unreal still, but I’m slowly starting to come down.
“That good?” Soren asks once he’s caught his breath.
I hum out. “Mhmmm.”
“You just need a proper fuck sometimes, don’t you?” he asks playfully, and I feel his fingers brush my knee. “You’re a goodboy.” The praising tone of his sexy voice makes my thigh muscles ripple momentarily, and I feel a tingle at the base of my cock.
