Freezing or not, she didn't fight me as I drew off the jacket and then unzipped her dress, rolling it all the way off, then working on the lacy black bra underneath. My cock jerked when I saw her pink nipples pointing at the stars. I couldn't have stopped my mouth for anything in the world.
Her temperature flushed and overheated less than a minute after I sucked the first. She tasted so fucking good all over, every delicate part of her, curves upon curves begging to be conquered. Her back arched against me when I started on the other one, taking my sweet time, pinching the wet soft nip I'd already sucked between my fingers.
Her hips shifted against mine. We both knew damned well what she wanted, and her sneaky little body brushed against my cock, calling me home, calling me to fuck.
Just feeling her opening a couple inches from me turned my blood molten. She was melting underneath me, sure, but I was rattling apart, inch by savage inch.
Fuck me. Fuck her.
If I didn't take her right that second, I risked shooting off all over her belly like a goddamned teenager. Just the thought of wasting my come anywhere but inside her pissed me off royal.
I rose, giving my cock a good jerk to aim it right. Her wide dark eyes were all over me, marveling, as if she knew how bad her body teased me. If she did, then she was gonna find out right now how hard I fucked when I'd been teased too damned long.
I filled her in one thrust. Her sharp gasp made my ears bristle, and I swore I could hear her heartbeat too. The tempo thudded harder in her chest when I pulled my hips back and slammed into her again, grinding my dick so close to her womb, making her feel every fucking inch, smothering her clit with my pubic bone.
“Anton! Yes!” Her bones were shaking again, calling me to shake them harder. “Please...”
Her nails scraped my shoulders, begging me to fuck her. Request granted.
I plowed into her again and again, shook her entire body, didn't slow down once 'til I heard her ass bouncing on the slab underneath us. That was my cue to rear up and grab her ass, thrusting deeper still, feeling my balls start to boil when her legs got a death lock around my waist.
One look told me she was about to come. I pistoned faster, slapping my balls on her soft flesh so fucking hard it hurt. We fucked right through her second orgasm of the evening.
No lie, I almost lost it more than a couple times when her * sucked and clenched at my cock. But I wasn't done yet. I wasn't giving her shit 'til she was a totally ravaged incoherent mess.
I wanted her to burn with me, roast like a human torch in the gardens lightning up our path. I wanted to fuck her senseless and bring her back to life again. I wanted to fuck her so hard she forgot her own name.
It didn't fucking matter. Nothing did except her knowing exactly who I was: the man who owned every beautiful inch of her, the man who made her come so hard she forgot about all the bullshit waiting for us tomorrow.
Her eyes were wide, bleary, and insatiable when she started coming down from the climax. I held her ass, pushed her to me, and rolled her over.
“Get on my dick,” I growled, pointing and pulling her onto my lap. “You want my come? Then you'll pump it outta me, riding this cock for all you're worth.”
She blushed. Shy as usual, but that act wasn't fooling anybody. I watched her sweet cunt sink down on my length, grunting as her hips locked onto mine. Her legs pinched tight.
I tried not to grin. Fuck, this was gonna be good, just knew the girl was a natural rider.
She bobbed up and down, getting her footing at first, slowly picking up speed. She stopped every few seconds, throwing her head back, trying to keep going as the pleasure shot through her.
I grabbed both her hands and held them tight. “Come on. You can go harder than that. Fuck me like you mean it, babe. Make my balls melt.”
A minute later, I realized what an animal I'd just turned loose. She went wild, bucking against me a little harder with every thrust, riding my full length like a champ, showing her little teeth as they dug into her bottom lip.
Oh, shit. Motherfuck.
Her nails raked my chest and those plump thighs slapped mine in a steady clap. It must've been forty degrees that night, but I was drenched, drowning in my own sweat the same as her. The approaching release took us both by the throats, a fever that wouldn't break 'til I spent everything I had.
I couldn't suppress my own beast anymore. I wrapped my fingers around her ass and power fucked her, slamming my cock so hard into her * she bounced in the air, rode me like I was running a hundred miles an hour. And I always yanked her back, right where she belonged, impaling her 'til her * squeezed my nuts.
“Oh...oh...oh. My. God!”
I'm sure he could hear her prayers as she threw her head up to the sky. Sabrina's * convulsed like a maniac. The hellfire churning in my balls wouldn't stay put anymore – not when her cunt was jerking me off like a vise wrapped in silk.
I exploded. My fingers dug into her ass so hard it had to hurt, but she just kept riding me, making me lose my mind buried inside her.