I cried out. “Fuck, Nathan!”
“That’s it, scream my name. Shit, I want to touch you, baby.”
At that I stopped, and sat on him for a moment before standing up with a smirk and looking down at him.
“Shit, don’t stop!”
His hips were moving of their own volition, seeking my * out with desperate thrusts. I licked my lips; he was delectable in that state of lust. My fingers moved back inside of myself, pumping in and out, torturing him. Nathan panting, muscles tight… I almost came just from the sight alone.
I turned around and sat back down, reverse cowgirl, taking him inside my * again. My wet fingers moved back to my puckered hole, now on display for him. I pushed one finger in to tease him, then another, stretching it open right in his line of sight.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“See something you like?” My fingers moved in and out at a slow pace.
I could feel my muscles coiling. With each thrust up and downward fall, I was being driven closer and closer to the edge.
Up. Down. In. Out.
“You are such a fucking naughty little slut. I will fucking pound you so hard in your ass. I take what’s mine, and your sweet ass is mine,” he growled, thrusting hard into me.
I shuddered at his words. They sent a fire racing through my body, and I fell over the edge. My head was tilted back, and I screamed his name, unable to move as I clenched around him.
I heard the sound of wood splintering before I felt his hands on me, grabbing me, pushing my body, bending it to his will. He had broken free and flipped us to where my chest was pressed into the mattress, my ass up in the air, and his cock still buried to the hilt. His fingers twisted in my hair, pushing my head down while his other arm pinned the hand that had been teasing my ass, against my back.
He wasted no time and began thrusting, pushing me harder into the bed. A relentless pounding.
“Such a damn fucking tease. Take it. Take my fucking cock.”
I screamed out, my body burning. I hadn’t even had the chance to come down before he was pushing me into another orgasm. My mouth was open, crying out in pleasure, sobbing from it.
“That’s it, baby. Scream; tell me how much you love my cock buried in your tight *. Ungh,” he grunted.
His pace was constant, furious; he wasn’t letting up, and I wasn’t coming down.
He released me and my arm; my head relaxed into the bed.
“Are you ready for it?” he asked. He disappeared from my back, and the sound of a drawer opening, followed by a familiar snap, was all I could hear over my harsh breaths. Cool liquid hit the heated skin above my *, and his cock popped out, sliding up the crack between my cheeks, wetting it. “Not that it matters, because I’m going to fuck your sweet ass regardless.”
I tried to relax when I felt him push in. He went slow, letting me adjust to the odd feeling of being so full. He slid in all of the way and once there, he leaned forward, his mouth at my ear.
“Mine. All fucking mine, baby.”
“Yours,” I agreed.
One arm wrapped around my waist, his fingers ghosting their way down to my eager *. The other came around my chest and lifted my body up, bringing my back against his chest. His hand moved up, his fingers wrapping around my neck, but pushing down against my collar bone. His other hand moved down and slid two fingers in, the palm of his hand pressing into my clit.
Once he was ready, he pulled his hips back only to slide back in. It was a slower, sensual, punishing pace. His fingers slid into my * at the same time his cock filled my ass.
“Baby, God, your fucking ass loves my cock, doesn’t it? Yeah, all of you loves my cock. I could fuck you all day long. So fucking sexy.”
My arms reached behind me, grabbing onto his hair, tugging.
“Nathan…shit, I love your cock!” I was shaking, with each thrust as I grew closer to another orgasm.