Black Temptation

Chapter Dirty 2

I wrap my anticipating fingers around his belt buckle, jerking it off (hehe) with my inhibitions.

"Woah slow down, cowgirl. We have all the time in the world."

I laugh, "your turn."

"Woah, no. This night is all about you." He says, kissing me. I smile and his briefs are stripped from his lower half like butter.

I'm pulled from the sheets, my hand landing on his neck, my breasts all over his chest. His eyes surveying mine.

"Have you ever wondered what that person was really doing when he discovered milk?"

Harry laughed in my place. "McKenzie if you're not comfortable. We can sto-"

"No. No. It's not that, I just-I'm just ruining the moment. Sorry. Ok, I'm ready." I nod and he nods back. His hand grabs his member, stroking it a few times before slowly inserting it.

We both simultaneously moan into each other's mouths. Harry's hands grab around my waist as he goes further, the tingles reaching even my fingertips. The pleasure indescribable. I begin to clench around him as he moves the hair out of my face.

"You feel amazing..."

I hum, "so do yo-AH FUCK!" he doesn't even let me finish before he starts banging his length inside me. In and out. In and out. The sound echoes through the house hold is chest for support. His eyes shut and close gradually, he biting the inside of his lip every time he crawls deeper inside me.

Sitting atop him, I grab my breast as I begin ride him. My hips circulate his shaft, it deep inside me. It smacks the inside of my walls so hard I feel it in my stomach. With a little rest under my belt, I start bouncing, unable to control the sounds that erupt from my mouth.

"Ah, shit..." Harry whispers.

He grabs my cheeks as I drip all over his length, whimpering. Sitting back, I put my hands on the comforter and continue to collapse and spring from his hard anchor. Harry just holds my waist, he flicking his head back in satisfied grunts. He erupts a thrust and seeing how it effects me, he cracks open another one and another until we crack under each other every time his thrust smacks my bump. The force causes the bed to shake violently as hits the wall. Absentmindedly, we intensify our movements, causing the headboard to also break against it .

"Don't stop. Don't stop." I pant. Sweat drips off our bodies as suddenly Harry uplifts his chest, placing my legs on his shoulders. He stands, simulate noisily crashing himself back into me. Harder. Faster. Deeper.

His skin seeps into mine and I blank out at every thrust. My head flings back in euphoria as he grabs it, kissing the exposed neck. I am so lost I can't even find a place to fit my hands, they just awkwardly lay there on his, squeezing his fingers every time I feel a jolt inside me.

We're sloppy and exposed, sickening and sex crazed. I grab my hair, pulling it and grunting. My legs begin to shake, feeling the same unbearable electricity waving through my body.

"Oh! Baby! Yes! I'm coming! I'm coming!" I scream. I feeling myself pull away, but he uses his meaty arms to hold me closer to his chest as I yelp in euphoria.

"Yes baby. Come for me." He almost unable to say between grunts and his eyes shutting harshly. I do as I'm told. I can feel my walls tightening around him, my stomach knotting.

"UHH!" I cry out. The wind is knocked out of me and there's nothing but black. I hear this incessant beeping in the distance, feeling slightly unconscious. My body is numb and weak. I'm soon brought from my temporary grave when he growls my name.

Moments later, his deep thrusts and moans welcome his climax. Out of breath, he spots my fall when I collapse on his chest, exhausted.

Half conscious and a bit dehydrated.

And yet THIS was my bliss.