His touch made my core throb so hard that my ass cheeks puckered and released. I wanted him bad and he damn well knew it.
He shoved the tip in, biting into his lip to stave off the urgency to pound into me. More slipped in when I squirmed against him, making a smile inch up on his face. He thrust harder this time, filling me to the point that my sex was purring against his hard flesh. A sigh escaped from the pleasure of him opening me with such exquisite intoxication.
It was shameful how wet I had become, but the heat he had the ability to suck from me served as a part of our passion. One last hard drive and I was stuffed, the sweet ache making me squirm internally. I struggled for air, my chest heaving hard up and down, making my tits rub against the firmness of his solid chest.
“Tell me you like it hard,” he commanded before kissing my cheek with a sweetness that didn’t match our sexually-charged positioning or his commanding tone. A lot about this man was unpredictable, and I believe I enjoyed the surprises he was capable of gifting me with.
“Tell me you like it deep,” he continued. This time his tongue licked up the side of my neck, sending a hot chill up my core that caused it to squeeze against his hard dick.
“I like it hard and deep!” shot out of my mouth on one long breath.
When he eased his pelvis back, the hard slide of him had my pussy sucking to keep him in, but he didn’t keep me waiting long. He stroked back in and repeated the process, feeding me every inch and backing out enough to make me gasp and sigh with each hard thrust.
“Ty. Oh. Yes.” My choppy words mixed with my cries and my whines and his groaning pleasure. “T-t-t… there, baby. There. So, so g-g… good.”
The man knew how to drive me stalk-raving mad, and I loved every explicit second. Liquid sparks of pleasure along with the seething roar of sexual energy flowed from us and perfumed the room with our raw scent. He plunged in harder.
“Oh. Oh. Oh…”
His thrusts went deeper.
“My God.”
Then he hit my sweet spot.
“Aww shit!”
It was a hypnotic fuck, so savagely good. I spaced out and let the natural high take control until I became lost in his world.
“Mother of all fucks,” I muttered through rapid breaths. “You’re so…so fucking good,” I breathed out on one exhaustingly long breath. My grip on him was so tight and my nails were digging in so deep, there was no way I wasn’t going to leave marks.
My back was being driven into the mattress by a ruthless stroke. The devilish pounding he was putting on me continued with him sucking my neck one second, licking my lips the next, and pinching my nipples with his lips and teeth before teasing them with his tongue. My heart beat thrummed in my ears, my pulse pinged against the warm skin at my neck, and my breaths blew out in quick, choppy spurts.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I announced to the world because people needed to know about this miracle he was performing. The sensation of floating on pleasure lasted a lifetime, taking me on a journey I didn’t want to end. How the hell was I not supposed to stalk this man when we finally went our separate ways?