His strong body and hard thrust had my legs up and so wide that my knees were knocking against the mattress. He was beating my pussy up like she had stolen from him. Arjen was fucking all of those thoughts about who I assumed my ideal man was, out of my head.
The sight of his flexing ass as he filled me to the brim heightened my boiling hot need. When he found himself going too fast and losing the control I knew he was maintaining, he eased back and drove into me with enough strength to tap into an ocean of pleasure that had never been accessed before.
He was watching me like a damn hawk, gauging my reactions. He angled his body, turning his waist a bit and positioning a muscled hip under one of mine. The change in position sent his dick in a different direction and had me acting a damn loud-mouthed fool.
“That’s it. I’ve found another itch that needs scratching, haven’t I?”
I couldn’t answer him because I was too busy losing my fucking mind. He thrust harder, slamming his dick into the spot that had me trying to run from him.
“No, baby, give me my pussy, don’t run from it. The way your pussy’s gripping my dick, I know you like this shit.”
What the hell could I say? He was right. It was so damn good, I was shoving at his side one moment, and clawing the skin off his back the next. The shit had my brain on overload, not knowing which reaction was the right one anymore.
When the sensation of my orgasm hit, I was too afraid to move, terrified that he would stop, and I’d be left hanging. However, Arjen knew I was there, his words and the way he gripped my hips and continued the deep thrust that was driving pleasure through me.
“Come on this dick, baby. I’m waiting for my good little pussy to tell me her secrets.”
“Shit Arjen, fuck. Fuck Arjen, shit!”
There was no doubt in my mind that this man had just used his dickhead to paint a portrait of himself on the back wall of my pussy. I trembled and quaked until my mind slipped and was laid out as flat as my body.
The pleasure of my orgasm was so intense, it had ignited my bitch-strength, and I gripped him hard enough to leave him bruised. My pussy wasn’t telling him a few secrets, that bitch was telling him everything.
All I was aware of was his roars, and his heavy breaths winding in my ear as he repeatedly buried himself deep inside me. When he came, I felt that too, the heat of his cum warming my insides as it teased my greedy hot spots and shot more pleasure into me. We caressed each other in a tight hold until we floated back to reality.
He pulled out and rolled his weight off me, but I wasn’t left there long as I was tugged and rolled into his arms. The warm flow of his cum oozed out, but I dared not move, I couldn’t. A smile made my cheeks rise high as I eased my head up and kissed him, first on the neck, before I pressed my lips into his, and he responded eagerly.
He had given me satisfaction, an abundance of it, and I was certain that this was the beginning that neither of us was expecting. I certainly wasn’t. I had found what I was searching for all these years, and although it wasn’t wrapped in the package I had expected, I didn’t care. Arjen knew what I needed, understood my body better than anyone, and wasn’t afraid to lavish me with the best gifts I’d received.
A deep inhale filled my lungs with our sex scent that we should consider putting in a bottle and selling because it added to the high I was still riding. My eyes hung low and that feeling of being intoxicated made my body so heavy, that I just laid there smiling like a crazy person.
Just when I was starting to melt into his hard body, Arjen sat his hand atop mine and slid it down his chest and along his stomach until it connected with his hard dick. My gaze flicked wide open before it snapped down, to the sight of his dick standing there eyeing me.
“You didn’t think we were done did you?”
It wasn’t like me to be speechless, but I couldn’t spit out one measly word.
“We still have a lot more introducing to do. I need to know how it feels to bounce you up and down my dick.”
Lord, don’t let this be a dream. Did this man just say he was about to bounce me up and down his dick?
My tongue slipped across my lips, as I swallowed the all-consuming lust he had filled me with.
“What the fuck are you waiting for? Let’s get this dick bouncing started,” I replied.
Arjen had no idea, I didn’t care how I was getting it, as long as he was giving it. Besides, I had been dying for a man that could go multiple rounds.
He stood, and I laid there staring at his dick bobbing and calling to me.
“Stand up,” he ordered.
The growling demand in his tone had me putting some pep in my movement. I stood my ass up in bed, pussy still wet from before. He reached, gripped me under the shoulders and snatched my ass so fast that I collided with his chest while my legs were going around his waist with a hard smack.
He wasn’t going to give me a chance to say shit as he was already reaching under my ass, and his hot head was already licking my swollen pussy lips. I tightened the grip I had around his neck, my nails digging into his skin.
He stood in place at the side of our bed, arms under my legs and linked around them to control my waist. He had me caged in his strong arms positioned around him with my legs hiked up over the bend of his arms. The sight of the wicked way he had me positioned, turned me on beyond measure and had my juices flowing fast and hot.
He moved me just a hair, letting his slick head part my pussy lips. Then, he let me drop. “Shit!” I shouted at the sudden dip. The control he had over my body, shocked the shit out of me, because he had dropped me, but half-way down his dick.