He roars and leans back letting the wall at my back support me as he tightens his grip on my hips and rails me so hard I feel his powerful thrusts to my very bones. I rock on his thickness and ground my clit against his abdomen.
“Sweet Jesus,” I cry out loud and sink my teeth into my bottom lip when he draws a nipple into his hot, hungry mouth. Lips, teeth, and tongue all work in unison on one before he licks his way across to the other and repeats the sweet torture. His eyes flick up to mine and I try to hold them, I really do, but I literally cannot keep my eyes open from all the pleasure flooding my system. My head falls back and all I want to do is live in the moment. All the passion, all the chaos. It’s thrilling.
He hooks his hands behind my knees and pulls until I can feel every single last throbbing inch of his cock inside me.
Harsh breathes tangle. I cry out in pure bliss and marvel at how my body swallows him whole.
He pulls out and thrusts back in, his balls slapping against my ass and I swear this is better than heaven. This is one hundred percent perfection. My pulse pounds against my ribs like I’ve done a line of coke. The funny thing is I’ve never touched drugs but he makes me feel high all the same.
“Maxim, harder. I’m going to come!” His hands hold me so tight as his slick cock tunnels deeper and deeper inside me. I cast round for purchase but there’s nothing to hold onto but him. My nails drag down the length of his back and he must like it because his thrusts become animalistic.
We move faster and our water-slick bodies writhe and grind together. He throws the shower door open and suddenly my dripping wet body is spread out on his bed.
A full head-to-toe blush consumes me as he steps back and fists his angry-looking cock. Hungry eyes rake over my breasts, thighs, and all the juices soaking my folds.
He strokes his length as he stares down at my body.
“Spread your knees, malyshka. Show me the wet pussy I’m going to make come again.”
I break and do as I am told. Glistening with water from our shower he kneels between my open legs and guides the head of his cock to my entrance. “Be mine, siren. Be mine and you’ll have everything you could ever desire. Say yes and I’ll let you come for me.”
“Yes, Maxim. Yes!” I can’t think. I can’t do anything with the torment of need spiking my blood with lust.
Inch by inch he moves into me and I fist the material covering the bed.
Wait, God. Why does it burn so bad? Everything feels on fire. “There’s no way I can come again.” My head moves back and forth and I go to clamp my legs but his too big to stop.
He withdraws, swirls the perfectly smooth, swollen head of his cock over my clit, and then drives back in. He repeats the moves until I can’t focus on anything but the consuming burn of my orgasm ready to set off. I try to close my knees again to ward off the pain but his massive body is right there keeping my pried open for anything he wants of me. “Maxim, it burns. Oh God, please just make the burn hurt more. I need to feel the pain.”
I don’t know what I am asking for. I’ve never felt such intense desire like this and I don’t know if I can handle it or not.
Shock rockets through me as the sheer intensity of the first sting when his hand comes down over my soaking wet pussy.
“Oh, fuck! Did you…”
Smack.
I shoot up to my elbows. My heart is in my throat as I cry out sharply.
“Hang on! Wait…ohh–”
Smack.
I grind my hips down and my core tightens and I fall back on the bed opening my legs farther.
Smack.
I can’t come again. Not like this. Right? My head says hell no, but my body craves it.
Smack.
He pushes his fat cock inside me and smacks at my aching clit one more time and I come. Hard. No. I fucking explode, tighten, and suck his cock deeper inside me with the force of my release. He’s so hard, so big. The pain of the stretch, the burn of the smacks. It’s all so much.
Eyes locked on mine he pulls out and reaches down to tighten his fist around the base of his cock.
“On your knees, siren.”