The sight of her—lips stretched wide, eyes watering, golden hair everywhere—is the filthiest, most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“Jesus Christ,” I groan, fingers tangling in her hair. “Your mouth feels so fucking good. That’s it—take every inch, Sophia. It’s fucking yours.”
She hums around me, the vibration shooting straight to my balls. I’m so close already, hips twitching, fighting the urge to fuck her throat.
Just when I feel the edge rushing up, she pulls off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my glistening cock. She looks up at me, lips swollen and shiny, eyes dark with lust.
Then she positions herself again, straddling my hips, grips my cock and rubs the head through her soaked folds, teasing her entrance. It takes all my self-control not to fuck up into her.
Achingly slowly, she starts to sink down. The wrap is exquisite. Her pussy is scorching and impossibly tight, the velvety walls fluttering and stretching around my thickness as she forces herself to take me.
Her thigh muscles are locked tight, trembling with strain, the definition standing out sharply as she controls every fraction of the descent. I watch, dazed and feral, as her cunt slowly swallows me—lips stretched obscenely wide around my girth, her slick dripping down my shaft in shiny rivulets with every careful lowering.
“Fuck… look at that,” I rasp, voice wrecked. “Your greedy little cunt is opening up so beautifully for me. Taking every thick inch like it was made to be fucked by this cock.”
She whimpers, the sound high and needy, but she doesn’t speed up. She keeps it torturously slow, rolling her hips in tiny, sensual circles as she works herself lower. The wet, filthy sounds of her pussy taking me fill the room—slick, obscene, perfect.
Halfway down, she pauses, breathing hard, her walls pulsing and clenching around the half of my cock she’s already taken. I can feel her trying to adjust, trying to make room for all of me, and it drives me fucking insane.
“More,” I growl, fingers digging bruises into her hips. “Take all of it.”
She moans, head falling back, hair cascading down her spine like liquid sunlight. Her tits are flushed and heaving with every shaky breath, and I reach for them, cupping them, rolling rosy nipples between my fingers.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. She’s beyond beautiful. She’s mine.
The heat is unbearable—scorching, silky, gripping me so perfectly it feels like she’s trying to pull me deeper into her soul.
Lower. Lower. Lower.
I groan when she finally seats herself fully, every last inch buried to the hilt inside her, and she lets out a shuddering moan. Her cunt spasms, pulses, rippling and squeezing like it’s trying to milk me already. She pauses there, fully impaled, rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles that grind her clit against my pelvis and make my cock twitch inside her.
“God, Nazareth,” she breathes, voice husky and filthy. “You’re so deep. I can feel you in my stomach. You’re splitting me open so perfectly… I love how full you make me.”
“Fuck.” My hands are on her waist now, fighting the overwhelming urge to flip and fuck her until she cries for me to make her come.
I can feel her arousal coating my balls, dripping down to my ass, the obscene wetness of how turned on she is.
“I love you,” I murmur through labored breaths, every muscle pulled taut, balls tightened. “I love you so fucking much. You know that, right?”
Her face is pure ecstasy as she sucks her bottom lip into her mouth.
“You’re my first. My last, Sophia Sinclair,” I confess, clenching my jaw, fighting the urge the come. I’m not ready for it to be over. Not ready to let her go.
She leans forward slightly, bracing her hands on my chest, working my cock inside her like she’s savoring every ridge and vein. Her head falls back once more, lips parted on a continuous stream of soft, desperate moans, and I can’t fucking take it anymore.
“Fuck,” I snarl, voice raw. “You need to ride me properly, baby girl.”
My grip on her waist turns brutal. I plant my feet on the bed and thrust up into her with savage force, impaling her deep in one powerful stroke. She cries out, a sharp, filthy sound that goes straight to my cock.
I don’t give her time to adjust. I piston up into her again and again, hips snapping hard, driving my thick cock into her soaked cunt with relentless, punishing strokes.
She’s no longer riding me. I’m fucking her.
My glutes burn with every brutal upward thrust, the muscles clenching and firing as I fuck up into her, the euphoria strong and unstoppable.
My abs are tight, corded, sweat slicking my skin as I use every ounce of strength to slam into her. The wet slap of skin on skin, obscene and perfect—her wet pussy taking every violent inch, squeezing me like she never wants to let go.
“Take it,” I growl, voice wrecked with lust. “Take every fucking inch, Sophia. This cunt belongs to me. I’m going to fuck you so deep you feel me for days.”
