"What is it that you want from me? Huh?" He spat, raising his voice. There was a vein in his neck and he was turning red. I've never seen him this upset, I must've really hit a nerve.
His lips were tight but they were so juicy and kissable. "I want...
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Z A R I A H
The kiss was rushed and sloppy but I craved it. I grabbed a hold of his neck and wrapped my arms around him. He lifts my dress up to my waist and picks me up.
He puts me down on top of the sink and lifts my dress up higher so he could feel my skin against his hands. I pushed him lightly and got off the sink. I bend my knees so that I could finally taste him but he stopped me midway.
"You're too pretty to have your knees touching this dirty ass floor." He tells me as he pulls me up slowly. "We'll come back to that though. Kind of liked seeing you on your knees for me."
He put me back in the counter and sprinkled kisses on my shoulders and collarbone. "This is for you, not for me. So just relax and let me take care of you kitten."
I moaned and relaxed like he said. His words spoke to me and he wasn't his usual rough self. He was being careful and slow with me. I threw my head back when he pushed my panties to the side to insert one of his fingers. He starts to slowly move in and out and I shivered.
He used his other hand to remove his pants and he strokes himself while rubbing his tip on my thigh. "Mmm." He moans softly.
By now his lips were next to my ear, forcing me to listen to his heavy breathing against my skin. "You want me to help you forget?" He murmured as he fully takes off my panties, "You want me to fuck you good baby?"
"Yes, please." I breathlessly answered, feeling the tip of him playing at my entrance, teasing my wetness in little circles.
He chuckled, leaving a soft kiss to my neck. "Beg me. I love seeing you squirm."
I closed my eyes tight and whispered my pleads and demands. Telling him to just take me, use me and to do it now.
I couldn't take it anymore, I missed him. I missed his dick. I missed hearing his moans and god I missed seeing his face full of pleasure.
Finally, he filled me. He thrusted deep into my fold, filling me to the brim with his thick dick. His hand held my mouth, stopping me from voicing my exotic sounds.
He pushed into me, over and over. Filling me up with each slow, deep thrust. I clung to the counter when my body started to shake.
"More Isaiah, More." I moaned out through my covered mouth.
