She shakes her head, biting her lip. Her sweet naked body lying beneath me, completely exposed, finally.
“Good.”
I flip her over onto her stomach, my fingers reaching her dripping pussy, and I curl them into her, my thumb grazing against her clit. Her needy little whimpers are like a hum against my dick, and I feel a drop of pre-cum smear against her ass.
“Please, I need more, Alfie.”
I line myself up against her entrance, letting myself slide against her soaked lips.
“Fuck…I don’t have a condom, Mia. It’s been a while.”
“I have an IUD. I haven’t had sex in a while, not since I was checked.”
“I’m clear too. Are you sure about this?”
“I don’t want anything between us.”
Halle-fucking-lujah.
I can’t wait a second longer. She lifts her ass a few inches higher, the curve of it drawing out an innate possessive instinct in me. A moan rips from my throat as I push into her. Her muscles squeeze around me, throbbing as I pull back before thrusting again. Her painted nails sink into the bedding as she lets out a whimper. Flicking her hips back and forth to meet my thrusts, her face buried into the pillow.
“Give me that,” I say, pointing to the pillow.
I lift her up, my hand splayed against her sternum, and I bite her earlobe.
Placing the pillow under her, I push her back down, rocking my hips deeper.
“You’re so big, Alfie.”
“Still a pretty cock?”
“The prettiest.” She smirks. “But you sure as hell know how to use it.”
I lean down, biting down between her shoulder and her neck, my fingers reaching to pinch her nipple.
“I didn’t think you would fuck like this.”
“No?” I slip out of her, pulling her by her leg until she’s on her back, her tits bouncing until I take a handful, bring my mouth lower so I can suck on her hardened peak. “How did you think I would fuck?”
I push back into her, her back bowing from the force.
“I thought you’d be gentle and patient,” she whimpers.
“Is that what you want, love? Someone to be soft with you? Treat you like you’re fragile?”
“No.”
“You like it like this, don’t you? Overstimulated. Hands everywhere, a hard fuck.”
“Yes,” she cries out. “Please, Alfie, I need to come.”
I swirl my tongue around her nipple, sucking again, and she breaks. Nails scraping down my back, her hips bucking against my thrusts. She’s a whimpering mess, hair sticking to the thin layer of sweat against her forehead, mascara smudged, lips swollen and pink. She’s fucking perfect. My perfect girl.
“Dickmatized,” she whispers, and I laugh. How does she manage to do that? I’ve never been so turned on in all my life, the girl of my dreams naked after just coming on my cock, and she still makes me laugh.
“You’re a menace.”
“Imagine all this but in the cat-burglar outfit.”
