He shifted to support himself with one hand on the sofa above me, and ran his other hand over my body, squeezing my breasts, a greedy, possessive touch. “Baby. I’ll give you all the cock you want.”
“Yeah. More…” I was in a daze, a lust stricken daze, as he pounded into me, so deep. “Fill me up, like that…”
“Such a good girl,” he murmured. “Taking my cock… so good.”
He pressed against my thighs. I relaxed my muscles, just welcoming the pounding. Delirious with the bliss of this.
“Look at me.”
I met his eyes again. I gasped, my core clenching on him again, spasming. The look in his eyes was all-consuming intense, a dark need sucking me in as he held my gaze.
“You’re gonna come again. Look at my eyes when you come.”
“Yes…”
“Say my name.”
“Johnny,” I whispered.
“That’s right. Who’s fucking you right now?”
“Johnny.”
“Whose dick are you gonna come on?”
“Yours.”
“That’s right, baby. Now tell me who’s making you feel so fucking good right now.”
“You are.”
“Tell me what you want,” he ordered.
“I want to see you come all over me.”
“Yeah? You like my dick?”
“I love your dick,” I gushed.
“You wanna taste it?”
“Yeah.”
“You want my cock in that sweet mouth, Angel?”
“Yeah. Yeah, it’s so hot. When I saw you naked… I couldn’t stop thinking about it,” I confessed. “I kept dreaming about you…”
He shuddered, losing his rhythm as he pounded into me. I could feel his stomach muscles bunching, clenching against me.
Holy Christ, he was losing his mind, too.
“Oh, God,” I writhed beneath him, bearing down. “Your cock feels perfect inside me. You’re perfect.”
His eyes rolled closed. “No. I’m no good.”
“You are good. No one has ever fucked me so good.” It wasn’t a lie. “That beautiful cock…”
His eyes flew open. “Fuck, baby, you’ve gotta come.”
