The faster I move and the deeper I dive, the louder her moans become until I’m chasing a scream from her.
Hailey’s body curls up, and leaning on an elbow, she tries to touch me.
I grab hold of her hand, and shoving it down above her head, I pull completely out of her. Bracing my body over hers, I glare down at her as I move her other arm in place. “Do you want to come?”
“God, yes,” she says breathlessly.
“Then keep your hands there,” I order.
She nods quickly, her face flushed with anticipated pleasure.
Keeping my hold on her wrists, I thrust back inside her, and she instantly clenches around me while letting out a satisfied cry.
I pick up my pace until I’m hammering into her, and I feel my own climax building.
I move my free hand to her neck, and my fingers clamp around her throat. Her pulse flutters against my fingers, and knowing I’m close, I say, “Come, baby.”
Her body strains beneath mine. Her muscles trembling and tightening more with every thrust of my cock. I keep a relentless pace. Her moans grow louder and longer, and then they’re replaced with my name as she screams and begins to convulse.
Her hips swivel as she grinds her pussy down on my cock.
Pleasure zips down my spine, and I pound into her until my own orgasm forces my body down on hers. My cock jerks, and it feels as if my balls are trying to get inside her. My ass clenches and the jerking turns to short, quick thrusts until I lose my strength from the ecstasy pulsing through me.
It takes a moment before I can lift my head, and I flex my fingers around her throat as I let go. Seeing the imprint I’ve left on her skin makes me shower her neck with kisses, and then I manage to ask, “Are you okay?”
Lifting my head, I watch a wide smile blossom on her face as she nods. “Hell yeah, I’m more than okay,” the words come breathlessly.
I have zero intention of pulling out of her and lazily begin to grind my pelvis against hers.
Letting go of her hands, I frame her face with both of mine, and then I press a soft kiss to her mouth. Slowly I deepen it, just wanting to taste her until I’m good to go again.
Between kisses, Hailey asks, “Can I move my arms?”
I nod, and the first place her hands go to are the stars on my collarbones.
“Do the tattoos mean anything, or did you just get them because you liked them.”
I settle my forearms on either side of her head and stare down at her.
The eight-pointed stars mean I’m a high-ranking criminal. There’s a tear on my right arm for every kill, and the double-headed eagle represents power and justice.
“I just liked them,” I lie.
I should tell her the truth while she’s naked beneath me and she can’t run away.
Still… I don’t.
Instead, I seal her mouth with mine, and I kiss her until I’m sure she’s not thinking of any other questions to ask.
My cock hardens again, and pulling out of Hailey, I grab hold of her hips and flip her over onto her stomach. I yank her ass up into the air and then slam back inside the warmth of her pussy.
Taking hold of her arms, I pull them behind her back and grip her wrists tightly with my right hand. Keeping Hailey in place, I take her hard.
She muffles her cries against the bed, and it has me growling, “I want to hear every sound you make.”
She turns her head, her hair haphazardly in her face, her lips wide as she gasps with every thrust.
Unable to resist, I slap her left ass cheek, and it makes her clench tightly around my cock.
“Hot,” she gasps, unable to get anything more out.
I slap her ass again, this time as I thrust inside her, and it makes entering her much more pleasurable.
“Again,” she moans, pressing her ass back against me.
Instead of giving her what she wants, I let go of her wrists and pull her up until her back is flush with my chest. Wrapping my right arm over her breasts, I keep her pinned to me as I reach around her front and slap her pussy.
She lets out a long moan as my mouth finds her pulse, and I suck on her skin as my thrusts slow down until I’m plunging hard and deep inside her. I relish in every inch of her inner walls stroking my cock, and then I pinch her clit between my forefinger and thumb, and I begin to rub her.
With both her hands, she grabs hold of my forearm, and her nails dig into my skin. Her body strains against the grip I have on her.
“Come, Hailey,” I grunt, my own breaths rushing from my lungs.