For a moment, time seemed to stand still as they looked at each other and held their breaths.
“Do it, baby.” He leaned forward an inch. “I’ll give you this moment of control, but once my cock is in your tight little pussy, all bets are off. I’ll be the one owning you.”
Izabella was being so unlike herself right now. She’d never been so wanton before, and she couldn’t even really blame it on the alcohol. She shifted slightly, her legs so spread given their position, and her pussy rubbed on his cock. The tip of his dick became lodged in her body from her slight movements, and they both groaned.
The high she felt engulfed her, making all common sense and reality fade. Nothing else mattered except right now and being with Corbin.
He can have me any way he wants me.
“Fuck me,” she all but moaned.
“Oh yeah, baby. I like when you say that dirty shit.” He pushed an inch farther into her body. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t want anyone else but me from this point on.”
Izabella didn’t let that comment sink in too much or let her emotions get tangled. He was saying things in the moment, and that was okay because what happened right now didn’t mean they’d be together.
She just wanted him, and she didn’t care what anyone said about it. If all Corbin wanted right now was sex, well, then Izabella would snatch it up and enjoy the moment. She could just let it be about sex and still enjoy every damn second of it.
Right?
His entire body was strung so tight, so hard against hers. He held his arm by her head still, only supporting her with the one hand on her ass. His strength made her feel like a woman, and she didn’t think she’d ever felt like that with another man before.
When he slid in another inch, stretching her so wide she felt her eyes widen, he bared his teeth and closed his eyes. This deep, almost animalistic sound left him, and she loved that she’d been the one to get it out of him.
“You like my big cock in you, stretching your pussy so fucking wide?” Sweat was starting to bead on his forehead, and she found herself nodding.
“God, yes,” she whispered.
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“You’re so big inside me, Corbin.” She felt like she was going to split right in two.
“You’re so fucking tight and hot, baby. It’s like you’re strangling my cock.” He rested his forehead against hers, and they panted against each other’s mouths. “And your cunt is so fucking juicy for me.”
She let her head fall back against the wall behind her and closed her eyes, curling her nails into his flesh and hearing him hiss out. With one more shove, he pushed all the way into her until his balls slapped her ass. For just a second, he stilled, maybe letting her get used to him being all up inside her.
“You’re really ready for me? You’re ready for me to fuck you?”
She nodded.
Corbin started moving in and out of her, faster and harder. She couldn’t wrap her head around the pleasure that she already felt, and they had just started.
“Christ, Izabella.” He was breathing hard now. “You feel so damn good. The best,” he said in a hoarse whisper and pumped into her again and again.
Seeing and feeling all of that hard muscle flexing under his skin had a shiver working through her. He looked into her eyes and started fucking her even harder this time, never breaking their focus. Sweat covered her skin, and she saw beads of perspiration on his forehead, sliding down his temples.
She wanted to be sweaty in a bed with him, wanted to have their flesh moving along each other’s.
It felt like he was so deep inside her, and not an inch was untouched by this man. Yeah, it was good. He felt incredible. Corbin curled his arm around her waist, having let go of her ass, and she wrapped her legs around his hips tighter, really making sure she was pressed right up to him. He started moving in and out of her so fast that her back started moving up and down on the wall, the friction causing her flesh to burn, but the discomfort felt so good.
The sounds of their flesh slapping together filled her head and had her pleasure climbing.
“You feel so good, Izabella. Fuck, you feel so good.” He ground the words out. This low, deep growl left him, and she didn’t hold in her moan. Corbin slammed into her especially hard, and she felt her eyes roll back in her head. He pulled almost all the way out, the tip just barely at her entrance, and then slowly pushed back into her.
As he did this over and over again, Izabella felt herself losing control.