“Please…” she whimpers, and I grin, loving that I hold this much power over her. That for once I’m the one driving her insane instead of it being the other way around. Guiding myself back to her entrance, I press the tip inside, slowly, so slowly. I’m killing myself as much as I’m killing her, but fuck it will be a pleasurable death.
I’m inside maybe an inch, it’s just the head of my cock but it’s enough to feel how tight she is, how drenched, and ready for me she is. Feeling her tightness all around me, I call on every ounce of self-control I have to not just plunge into her warmth and fuck her like a possessed beast. Sweat beads my forehead, my muscles tightening, and I can’t fucking remember the last time I went this slow with someone. Probably never.
Exhaling all the air in my lungs, I ease into her, stretching her slowly. Her hands start to move, and I feel them everywhere. On my shoulders, roaming down my chest and abs. My lungs burn as I forget to breathe, getting lost in her touch.
Thrusting forward another inch, her hands claw at my back, trying to pull me closer, while also telling me that she needs more.
“I want to fuck you…fuck you right into this mattress, fuck you so hard that all we hear is the headboard slamming against the wall in rhythm with our breathing.”
“Then do it. Fuck me. Claim me. Own me.”
Gritting my teeth, I tell myself she doesn’t know what she’s asking of me. She’s different, not some random hook up. She’s made to be cradled, and kissed with slow, steady strokes, not fucked. I can’t help myself though. I need her, want her…
Letting my self-control snap, I plunge the rest of the way inside of her, only stopping when my balls kiss her ass. Deeply seated inside her, I feel like I’m on top of the fucking world.
“Full… so full…” Ava hisses. I almost expect her to tell me to stop, that she’s changed her mind, but she doesn’t, and thank fuck.
“Tell me to stop if it gets to be too much,” I grunt, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek before pulling all the way out. I give her no more time to get used to my size, and instead start fucking her like an animal, giving her long, hard, powerful thrusts, one right after the other. It’s like something inside of me has taken over. I can’t control myself. I’m out of control, the only thing in my sight is the finish line for both of us.
My hips swivel, hitting something deep inside of her. Her pussy gushes around my cock, her wetness dripping down my length and gathering at my base.
“Vance…” she gasps. “Oh…”
She meets every one of my thrusts, tilting her hips up, and wrapping her legs around me, pulling me in deeper. Her moans and pants mingle with mine, creating a beautiful symphony of lust and passion. I’ve fucked a lot of women, but nothing compares to the way that Ava feels beneath me, the way her warmth feels wrapped around my dick.
It doesn’t take long before I feel her thighs quivering and her pussy strangling my cock. I pull back a few inches so I can see her face. Her cheeks are rosy red, lips parted and her eyes closed as pleasure overtakes her features.
Her tiny nails dig into the skin on my back as she fractures straight down the middle. The hollowness inside my chest fills as I watch her, my strokes slowing. I didn’t think it was possible, but she looks even more beautiful while falling apart on my cock.
Continuing to thrust inside her, I extend her orgasm, and while sliding through her quivering pussy, my own release starts to build. My balls slap against her ass, and my chest heaves with each precise stroke. She feels like heaven and I know even before the moment is over that I’ll need another taste of her.
“Look at me. Look at me as I come inside of you,” I grind out. Those green eyes of hers flutter open and bore into mine and I swear I can feel every sliver of pain, every heartache, and every word I’ve ever said to her. She owns me in this moment, and as frightening as it is, I don’t look away. I want to see what I’ve done to her, feel it.
Pushing back onto my knees, I dig my fingers into her flesh and plow into her, over, and over, and over again until there is nothing but a cosmic wave of euphoric pleasure surrounding us. Then and only then as my muscles tighten and sweat beads down my back, do I allow myself to come, filling her tight cunt with spurt upon spurt of sticky salty cum. Her small hand lifts to my chest, pressing against the organ threatening to break free there. It thumps, like a feral animal, and I collapse for a moment on top of her, feeling as if I just ran a marathon.