As soon as he got into our room, he locked the door and sat me on my feet. He practically tore off my clothes. I was frantically tearing at his. I needed him naked and inside of me. Now. His hands were all over me, touching and squeezing. I was panting. My juices were running down my thighs. Once he got my clothes off, he twirled me around and pushed me against the wall. He kissed up my neck and nipped my ear.
“I can’t wait. Are you ready for me, baby?” His fingers sought my pussy and he groaned. “You’re fucking soaked. Hold on. It’s going to be fast and hard. I promise I’ll make up for it later. I need you now.” He pulled my ass back and then I felt the head of his cock probe my entrance. He slammed himself into me in one hard stroke. I screamed at the fullness and pleasure that rolled through me. He moaned.
“You’re so goddamn tight. I always wonder if I’ll be able to get inside you.” He pulled back and pounded back inside. He rode me hard and fast like he’d promised. I met his strokes with thrusts of my own. I needed more. I needed him deeper.
“Deeper. I need you to fuck me like you mean it,” I moaned out. He growled and pulled out. I went to protest, but all he did was swing me around to the bed and push me down on all fours. He slammed back in and gripped my hips hard. He was pounding me like a machine. He’d never been this out of control before. I loved it. I whimpered and thrust back, twisting my hips. He groaned more.
“I want to live in this pussy. I want to fuck you day and night, eat you all day and come back for more. Come, baby. Come all over my cock. Do it,” he barked as he hammered into me harder. I felt the rush of tingling roar up my legs into my core. I screamed as I came. My pussy clamped down on his cock and milked it over and over. He thrust three more times and then roared out his release. The warmth of his cum filled me. He slowed down to a gentle thrust as we came down. He was kissing my back and rubbing my sides.
“You’re incredible. So fucking perfect. Jesus, I’ve never come that hard in my life. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he whispered. I sank to the mattress on my stomach. He followed me down and rolled me, so I was on my side with him still buried inside of me. I rubbed his hand on my stomach.
“You weren’t too rough. You were mind-blowing, honey. I thought I was going to faint.” He chuckled. We laid there, drifting. He kept rubbing my flat stomach. He eventually pulled his soft cock out of me and rolled me on my back. He kissed my stomach. I had to smile. He then pulled me up off the bed. I groaned. I wanted to sleep.
“You can sleep as soon as you soak in the tub. You’ll be sore. I was rough. I don’t want you to be too sore for later.” His smirk had me getting hot again. I was ready to go again. I let him lead me into the bathroom. He ran the water in the tub, making sure not to make it too hot. As I sank into the water, I pulled on him to join me. He sank in behind me, and I rested against him. We didn’t say anything, we just enjoyed being together.
Feeling his cock pressing in my back, made me wet. I rubbed back and forth. I felt him growing hard. He growled, “You keep that up, and I’ll be fucking you again, Firecracker.” I didn’t stop. In no time, he was hard. Before he could follow through with his threat, I raised up on my feet and reached behind to take him in my hand. I held his cock as I sank down on him. He filled me to the brim like he always did. I moaned, and he hissed. Holding onto the sides of the tub, I began to ride him. I raised up and dropped down on his cock. He grabbed my hips to help me. Soon, I was slamming down on him, riding him hard. He panted.
“That’s it. Ride me, babe. Ride me hard. This cock belongs only to you.” His words sent me over the edge. I came, screaming. He came, roaring and grunting right behind me. When we came down and he slipped out of me, I slumped back against him. He kissed my shoulders. “Like I said, you’re amazing. Let’s get you cleaned up and in bed. You really need that nap now.” I let him wash me and then tuck me into bed, with him curved around me, holding me in his arms and cradling his unborn baby in his hand.