His body was strong, lean, and surprisingly muscular. His voice made my body hot with desire. His hands, on either side of my head, shook as if he were having a hard time controlling himself. He moved above me, slow and gentle, though not inside of me, teasing me with the thrill of his hard cock against my aching pussy. Just enough to make the anticipation stretch all over me, a covering of lust mixed with sweat.
His lips were warm and soft, as he kissed and sucked gently on my neck."Jesus Christ girl, I want you more than you know." He said, in that deep voice that sent shivers down my spine. "Sure feels like it." I managed, barely making a sound. He smiled against my neck in the dim light of the candles. I tried to move my hands away from his to touch him in all the ways I so desperately craved, but it felt as if steel bands restrained me.
He held me down, pinning me with little effort. 'Dear Lord he's strong', I thought. Then I thought nothing else as he slipped his cock inside me. I was wetter than I'd ever been and instantly filled with him.The shock of his sudden penetration made me gasp. My cries were caught in his mouth as his lips crushed mine, biting and sucking gently. The muscles in his arms tensed and relaxed with the rhythm of his hips. "Oh God.", I cried tears streaming down my face, from the mix of pain and pleasure. He buried his face in my shoulder and moved faster.
The warmth in my pussy told me that I was close, told us both."You like this don't you? When was the last time you were fucked this good?" He questioned, still pounding away. There was a slight pause as he let go of one of my hands. He grabbed a handful of hair, and I moaned with anticipation even before I felt the harsh pull, earning a small whimper and more tears. My Head tilted back, leaving me no choice but to look into his blue eyes.
"Answer me." He demanded. "What?" I asked, incoherently. "How long has it been since you had a cock fuck you as hard and as long as you could stand?" He asked again. "God...uhh...I don't know...months-" I began to answer, when he interrupted."Good." was all he said before he thrusted hard and deep into me. I screamed at the the top of my lungs. To hell with the neighbors. "Good girl", he growled.
My pussy clenched down on his cock and he visibly shuddered. I sucked gently on his neck and savored the feeling of being satisfied. He pumped harder. "You can fuck harder than that." I challenged, not knowing where the boldness had come from. I bit down on the areas of his neck I had sucked earlier, leaving tiny bite marks. He grabbed the headboard, using it for leverage, pulling himself away from me as he slammed into me.
I heard the unmistakable sound of the wood of the headboard splintering. I wrapped my legs around his waist only adding to the pressure of his pound. "Like this?" he growled, thrusting hard enough to split me in half. "Fu-u-uu-uck ye-e-ee-es", I moaned, my answer broken with each thrust.My hands raked across his back, my nails digging into his flesh. I arched up to meet his thrusts every time. He began to lose control, a slow trembling that made him fight to regain his senses. I watched him struggle, but made no move to calm him.
Strangely... I wanted him to lose control with me. Just thinking about it, I got excited. My marks were all over his skin as if to say "He's mine, bitches."He let out a loud animalistic growl. Before I knew what was happening, his mouth latched on to my neck and he clamped down hard, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of my neck. I came long and hard, finally finding my release, screaming from the pain of his bite to the intensity of my orgasm. I didn't notice when his mouth left my neck. He continued to thrust into me, his pace slowing. He groaned with every thrust. He growled again as he came deep inside of me. "Close your eyes Princess." He commanded, and without hesitation, I obeyed.
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I woke up soaked in sweat and sore, very sore. I walked into the bathroom, towel in hand, and shut the door. Sitting my towel on a shelf, I looked at my reflection. My hair was a mess of knots and tangles, and my face was distorted in a look of pleasurable pain. All this for a dream? A dream that made me cream my panties the very thought of it and felt so real? I blushed a deep red color, almost that of a tomato. 'Was it worth it?' Hell yes!!!!!' I couldn't wait to tell Sumner.
