We were home. I was in our room dressed in nothing but my black see through robe, it was sheer material. Jose and I have been fucking for 2 years and I was nervous each time. Sometimes he was rough. Sometimes he was kinky. Sometimes he was mean. He was unpredictable and seeing that he has an attitude- I was preparing for the worst. I loved sex with him. He made me enjoy the pain. There is so much passion and sexual tension between us. When we fuck I see fireworks and colors.
He was in the living room finishing up on the phone. I was getting more nervous by the second.
My heart dropped to my stomach when I heard footsteps come closer. Jose entered our room pleased to see me. He closed and locked the door behind him. It was only us in here. He didn't want me running. He walked to the end of the bed and told me to come to him. I obeyed.
He untied my robe letting it fall down my shoulders. He sucked in a breath before trailing his hand from my shoulder to my breasts. I moaned as he caressed my nipple.
His eyes snapped up to mine and he pushed me hard onto my back. I winced at his roughness.
He pulled his shirt over his head. His tattoos staring back at me. I was ready for him. He unbuttoned his jeans slowly while staring into my eyes. They came off along with his underwear. He got onto the bed and flipped me over on my stomach. I moaned as he smacked my butt. "I know you like this. You're so fucking dirty." he seethed into my ear. SMACK. Another one to my butt. I did like this. I was dirty. He hopped off the bed to get something from his jeans. His phone. He set his phone up on our night stand and positioned me so I was facing the camera. Without any hesitation I arched my back for him and stretched my arms over my head. I knew how he liked it.
My heart was beating fast and he knew. "I'm going to fuck you so hard into this bed you won't be able to move." He grunted before putting himself inside me. I let out a painful moan as I felt all of him stretch me. "Ahhh. I love how your pussy curves to my dick." He breathed from behind. Eern eern eern. Our bed was loud. He started picking up his pace. Eern eern eern eern eern eern. Our bed screeched as he thrusted into me harder and harder. Each stroke was tougher than the last one. My eyes were shut tight as I took all of him. My face was scrunched up into my pillow. But that wouldn't work for him. He grabbed a fistful of my curls and yanked my head up. I cried out. His strokes were tougher than before and I was panting. Each stroke pushed the breath out of my tired lungs. I felt my eyes start to tear up as he grunted into my ear. "Look baby. Look at yourself in the camera. Taking daddy's dick" he slapped my ass as I watched myself in the camera getting fucked to a pulp. "Look at you baby girl" He said pulling out and slamming himself back in. His strokes were slowing down but they were going deeper than I was used to. He was kissing my cervix with his tip and I was about to explode. "Daddy" I can barely speak. I look into the camera as he slow strokes me. He's looking down at my butt. Next thing you know a finger is entered. I'm ashamed to say that I like it. "Look at my dirty slut." He rolls his hips as he enters me again. "Sit up." I listen. My back is touching his sweaty chest. He right hand is around my neck. With each slow thrust he whispers something nasty into my ear and I love it. He pushed my head into the bed without warning and slams into me. SMACK SMACK SMACK. He starts to blow my back out and I scream. I don't know how much longer I can do this for. "Baby p-please." I cry out. "Please what?" He breathes out. "Please c-cum in me. Fuck." I'm so dick drunk that I just told him to do something he's been begging to do. That was his invitation. Two strong strokes later and he grunts loudly. I feel him pulse inside me and thick warm liquid is shot deep into me. Fuck. He doesn't pull out until he throws his head back to make sure he's finished. I'm paralyzed under him. He catches his breath and lays beside me with his hand behind his head. "You okay?" He chuckles at my state. I haven't moved from my position. He fucked me into this bed. "Shut up." I mumble catching my breath.
A ring interrupts our recovery. He stands up and stops the video on his phone. He picks up. "Yurr" He says. "Dre? ... who wants to see me? Harry? .... fine I'm on my way." He huffs as he hangs up.
"I gotta go." He says pulling his clothes back on.
"Already?" I pout. "Business calls baby." He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "Stop by the club tonight. I'll be there later, okay?"
"Okay." He left. He only wants me there to show me off. He thinks I'm the prettiest thing he's ever had. I hate it.
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