I was hungry for this woman, and ready to pound the fuck out of her, but I held back against those urges, showing her the restraint she deserved.
“I’d like to show you more,” I growled, nipping at the soft skin on her neck.
She answered by rolling her hips against me, her expression almost delirious with need.
I rubbed my cock against her wetness, sliding myself up and down her slit until she cried out and told me I was being a tease.
That meant it was time.
I slid the tip of my cock into position and slid inside her slowly, watching her face the entire time.
Her breath caught, and she gripped my arm hard, so I stilled, giving her time to adjust while my cock throbbed hungrily. I could come right now, halfway inside Lucy Lee, but what kind of ride would that be? A crappy one for sure.
I could tell when she was ready for me, and that’s when I sank myself into her, as deep as I could go, saying hello to her gorgeous pussy.
The sound she made was the best thing I’d heard in years.
I started slow, deep and rolling, and she moved with me, her leg hooked over my hip, her face tucked against my throat.
The intimacy of it was more than just the hunger of my thrusts. Lucy would always be a part of me.
I wanted to lose control inside her. Instead, I made her feel every inch of it.
Her tiny cries grew louder, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I shifted her onto her back and rolled above her, settling my weight between her thighs, driving my cock home with an intensity that should have scared her, but didn’t.
She whispered my name as her arms came up around my neck.
And she pulled me down closer as I thrust hard, pistoning in and out of her with a hunger that could never be fulfilled.
I needed to do this for the rest of my life.
Every morning when I woke up.
Every night before I fell asleep.
And any other moment I could catch her long enough to slip my cock inside her sweet, sweet slit.
“Bronson,” she groaned as she arched up to meet me.
Her hips wiggled to join with me, her movements clumsy and awkward. And something about that made it even more perfect.
I drove into her with all my strength, showing her now what it could be like for a man to make love to a woman. To fuck her hard because he had to. Because he was about to come undone, his soul mingling into hers until there was no separation between the two.
“Lucy,” I growled, “Come for me. I need to feel you come apart on my cock.”
She kissed me as I picked up the pace, driving into her with a steadiness that built and built until I claimed every inch of her body.
She was with me for every stroke, her hips rising to meet mine as her nails dragged down my back, leaving marks that would still be with me in the morning.
Her breath came out in short, broken sounds that I felt in my spine, and I knew she was moments away.
“That’s it. Give it to me, girl.”
I reached between us and found her clit with my thumb, giving her sharp, hungry rubs until she cried out, her whole body going taut beneath me.
She came with her legs locked around me and my name on her lips, her pussy clenching around me so tight she felt like a vise.
