“What made you think you could just leave me...” He licked my nipple and greedily kneaded my backside. “…hanging twice in a row?” He stopped. “You must not know Azmir Jacobs, Ms. Brimm. Allow me to acquaint you.”
He took my dress and drew it up until it was entirely at my waist and ordered me to take it off by pulling it over my head. He didn’t want to let me down. With a little time and hassle I removed the dress over my head and tossed it to the floor. While doing so I could feel him tussling beneath me. He then hooked my thong with his thumb, seeming to assess it with his fingers all while his tongue was buried deep in my mouth. The next thing I heard was a rip...and then another as I felt my panties being pulled from beneath me. He was an animal and I loved every minute of it. He took his thumb and found my pearl massaging it as he sucked on my neck.
“Azmir!” I cried out.
Azmir didn’t answer, but he did eventually remove his hands from in front of me and then lowered my body down toward his pelvic area where I felt him enter me. I reclined my body until my head touched the shower wall. Coincidentally, it thrust my sex into him. I somehow opened my eyes and caught him gaping at me with such raw intensity. I could not control my sounds. I became aware of my mouth being opened when I had to spit out water. I held on to him by his shoulders and eventually his neck.
His face was unreadable, in a scowl as he plunged into me forcing my walls to make room for him. I kept clapping my sex into him. I couldn't help myself. Azmir felt good as fuck inside of me. As he pounded me and I him, you could hear the sounds of our skin meeting and that of my breasts flapping. Every time I looked into his sexy gaze I could swear the sex deepened. I became lost in him, willing my body over to his command and pleasure, submitting again to his carnal needs and desire to possess my body. My entire pelvic area began to go numb, I could only feel what was happening internally. I knew it was coming.
As my orgasm began its first wave, I couldn't help but shout his name. My rhythmic thrusts had turned into wild gyrations on his lap. In that moment, I felt so libidinous…so erotic. I bit my lip to stifle my cries. His eyes loosened as he watched me come all over him, hard and forceful. And through my drunken haze I could see that suddenly he didn't appear as angry, as if all his fury washed away while a violent orgasm wrecked my body.
He backed us out of the shower and rested himself against the counter of the vanity where he pulled me closer to him and shifted his arms, one-by-one, underneath each of my legs while I straddled him. Eventually both his hands were hooked onto the back of my shoulders and he drew my lower body closer to him. I reached up to kiss him with little effort as he held me so close. I left his lips and traveled to his ears as he continued to bury himself into me. His mouth was on my left shoulder. I felt his teeth grip me intensely yet deliciously as he pounded away at my core. I felt a sensation that traveled down to my vagina.
Azmir pumped and thrust and pounded into me. He was aggressive and domineering in his pulling down on my shoulders forcing himself deeper and deeper. I loved this, his possession and greedy need of my body, of me. I could feel him growing even larger inside of me as if his length could become more immense. Oddly, I knew he was about to explode. Within seconds he roared with passion, releasing himself inside of me. No words. No names. No pleas. Just explosion. I was caught up in blissful realms with Azmir.