He moved toward her, stalking her like she was his prey. She took a step back, now pressed to the wall, frozen, trapped for him. The coldness of the wall was a stark contrast to her suddenly overheated flesh. Before she could even take a breath, he had her in his arms, turned, and was sitting on the couch with her straddling him.
“I like having you on me, having your pussy rubbing against my cock.”
Corbin’s dick was so stiff and long, pressed right up against her pussy folds. The towel rode up her thighs, and he reached around and cupped her ass, squeezing the globes in his big hands.
“I’m so hard for you.”
She moaned.
“You make me hard by just standing in a room, Izabella.” She swallowed, her throat tight, her lips feeling swollen.
Lowering her face to his neck, she inhaled deeply, loving that fresh and clean smell on him as well as the hint of motor oil that seemed to always be with him. She ground herself on him, rubbing her pussy back and forth on his cock.
“If you don’t stop it, I’ll come before I’m even in you.”
“I don’t want you to control yourself.”
He moaned and ran the tip of his nose up the side of her throat.
“Fuck, you smell good.”
“So do you,” she said against the side of his throat. She leaned back, her eyes feeling heavy as her arousal climbed.
He ran his nose up and down her neck. “You’ll be the death of me.”
She chuckled, but it was soft.
He groaned and lifted his head from her neck to kiss her. Corbin gripped her waist and stood, holding her in his arms effortlessly.
She kissed him hard, feeling his cock prod her bare pussy and needing him now. Izabella ran her tongue over his bottom lip, tugging at his flesh and loving when he grunted and tightened his hands on her waist.
He took them into the bedroom, all the while kissing her, licking at her lips, and groaning in pleasure. Once in the room, he set her on the floor, took a step back, and just stared at her. She held on to the towel, not about to get naked just yet because she wanted to look her fill at him.
There he stood, naked, his golden, tattooed, and hard flesh on display just for her. He looked good with nothing on, really damn good. Corbin was all hard sinew and defined muscles. His dick was hard and getting stiffer the longer she stared at it.
“You keep looking at me, and I’m liable to tackle you to the ground right now and fuck you on the floor, baby.”
Oh, tempting.
He reached down, grabbed his cock, and started stroking himself with a half-smirk on his face.
“Come here, Izabella,” he said in a low, husky voice filled with desire.
He dominated her, controlled her with his body using just a look. He knew exactly where to touch her to get her off and make her scream out as she came.
Once she was right in front of him, he pulled her toward him and wrapped his hand around a chunk of her hair at the back of her head.
“Kiss me,” she whispered.
He groaned but leaned down and kissed her hard. There was no teasing on his part. He was brutal, demanding, and gave her everything she craved.
While still kissing her, he led them over to the bed, but instead of lying on her back, she was turned around in his arms. Her back was now pressed to his chest, and he smoothed his hands over her breasts. As he cupped the mounds through the thin material, she knew she needed this damn towel off.
He continued his descent down her body until he reached the edge of the towel. In one swift move, he had the material pulled away and tossed aside.
“Yeah, that’s much better, baby. I like having nothing on your gorgeous body,” he murmured against her throat. In a swift move, Corbin had her pushed forward, belly now pressed to the mattress. Corbin stroked her bare ass with his big hands and gave each cheek a stinging spank. “Look at this ass,” he said as if speaking to himself and spanked her again. Over and over, he did it until her cheeks felt hot, and she knew they were red. “You were made to be fucked by me, by only me.” He squeezed her cheeks again, growled low, and then leaned down and bit her right ass cheek.
A cry of surprise and pain left her, but then that familiar pleasure filled her until she moaned. He spanked her butt one more time and then moved away, giving her a slight reprieve. She looked over her shoulder to see him stroking himself as he stared at her ass.
They had done anal before over the past year, and at first, she hadn’t thought she’d like it, but with Corbin, it was this taboo, wild and wicked experience.