“Logan,” she cried out my name. I wanted her screaming it.
I grunted in response. “Your pussy is so primed for me, so tight and hot.”
“You’re so big,” she moaned against my mouth. “You’re stretching me so much.”
She was so tight, so fucking tight it had to hurt her. I moved at a slower pace in and out of her, wanting this to be prolonged. I felt her inner muscles milking me, drawing out my cum. I’d have to be smart, be careful, and pull out before I came inside her. I hadn’t been with a woman in longer than I cared to even admit, and although the very thought of filling her with my seed and getting her pregnant had this possessive and territorial need rising in me, I didn’t want to cross that line with her.
“I should stop, put a condom on. I could get you pregnant,” I groaned. I couldn’t help how that need filled me at the thought, the idea of getting her big with my baby.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned. “Don stop, Logan.”
Fuck. I’d never stop.
“Hell, baby.” Holding her tight, I pulled her away from the wall, carrying her weight, and turned to walk toward the bedroom. Once in there, I laid her on the mattress, my body covering hers, my cock still buried deep in her cunt. I pulled out and pushed another inch into her. The gasp that she let out had me tensing, barely holding off from coming. But by some miracle, I didn’t go over the edge just yet. I leaned back, took hold of her legs, and pushed them out as wide as they could go. “Brace your feet on the mattress, Beatrix.” I was surprised I could even form a coherent word for how turned on I was. “Let me see all of you.”
She did what I said and gripped the blankets beneath her, staring up at me with a drugged-like expression. I knew how she felt, knew I wore the same expression. I was riveted to the sight of her pussy stretched wide around my dick, at the pink color, the slickness that covered her and my length. Her eyes were barely open, her chest rising and falling and causing her breasts to shake from the force of it.
Curling my fingers into the soft skin of her thighs and moving them toward her pussy, I framed the sweet spot of her where I was buried. I thrust the rest of my dick into her until my balls slammed against her ass. I was fully in her, every long inch of me deep in her body. Fuck, I was having one hell of a time controlling myself, but I started to slowly pump in and out of her, working my cock deeper, harder into Beatrix’s supple body. Her clit was swollen, as if begging for attention. And so I gave it to her.
I placed my thumb on the little nub, rubbing it back and forth until she writhed under me, and then I increased my thrusting. In and out, I pumped my cock, slamming my shaft into her tight pussy, coating it with her pussy cream. I loved that she gasped and cried out for more. Soon, the sloppy sounds of her wet cunt sucking at my big cock filled the room, and the smell of our sex filled my nose, made me drunk, had my appetite for her increasing to a fever pitch.
I felt desperate, like if I didn’t have all of her, I’d die.
Fuck, I was close to coming.
She moaned again and reached up to grab my biceps, digging her nails into my skin. Yes, that’s what I wanted, fucking needed.
“Beatrix, fuck, I can’t hold off much longer. I’m going to come far too soon.” I was staring at my cock imbedded in her sweet, sweet fucking body. “Squeeze my cock, make me come with you.”
“Yes,” she cried out again. She arched her back, her breasts thrusting out in invitation. The rhythmic pull of her pussy milking my shaft almost had my balls draining inside her. But I held off. I had to. I needed her to come first.
I rubbed her clit even faster.
“God, yes!” she screamed out as she came for me, her cunt squeezing my cock so hard it bordered on pain, but the good kind, the addicting kind.
I gritted my teeth and waited until her pleasure subsided, and only then did I lean back even farther, looking at where my dick was shoved deep inside her, feeling her pussy contracting around my length. Something in me snapped, and I pulled out of her only long enough to turn her so she was now on her belly. I stared at the perfect roundness of her ass, smoothed my hands over the apple-bottom globes, then used a knee to force her legs open once more.
“On your hands and knees.” Fuck, my voice was so damn guttural.
I positioned myself between her splayed thighs again, placed my dick right at her hole, and just held my breath. With my hands on her ass cheeks, my fingers digging into her flesh, I tried to grapple with my control. I slowly spread those cheeks and got an unobstructed view of her asshole. I was going to fuck that at some point, going to fill her with my seed in there too. Her pussy was spread as well, all juicy and red-looking, the tip of my cock poised there. I should have shoved back into her, wanted to, but I found myself pulling back and lowering myself so my face was right up in her cunt. She smelled sweet and musky, with a little hint of me thrown in there.
I growled low, this proprietary need making me crazed.
So good. So mine.
I didn’t waste any time in eating her out. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, licked her cleft, because I couldn’t get enough of her flavor. And then I sucked at her pussy hole, shoving my tongue in and out of that tight opening, the place where my cock had just been inside.
I did this over and over again until she panted, until she had her hands in my hair and tugged at the strands. She’d get off again; I felt it. I knew it.
Shoving my tongue into her opening, I fucked her with it until she started grinding herself against my mouth.
“That’s it.” My words were muffled against her flesh.
I flattened my tongue on her clit then sucked the little nub into my mouth at the same time I shoved a finger into her. I fucked her pussy with that digit and sucked on her clit until I felt her tense as she came for me. She lifted up her ass a little more, rubbing her pussy against my face. I felt the tremor work over her entire body as she continued to climax.
When I pulled away, it was only when she sagged against the mattress, her orgasm fading. I rose so I was on my knees again, took hold of the root of my shaft, and started stroking myself as I stared at her ass and pussy. I could get off on the sight of her alone, but I needed her tight heat, needed to feel that again.
“On your back, Beatrix. I need to be inside you. I need to look at your face as I take you.”
She did as I said immediately, and I felt this desire over that fact slam into me.
When I was between her splayed thighs once more and was positioned at her entrance, I slowly pushed into her this time. Of course, I wanted this to last, but she felt too good. Leaning down and resting my forearms beside her head, I buried myself in her wet heat in one slow, agonizing push. I fucked her nice and slow.
In and out, keeping the same pace, and experiencing the buildup of my orgasm, I closed my eyes and kept the steady pace that was slowly driving me insane. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, smelled the sweet, floral scent of her, and knew I was done for. I couldn’t last.
I finally surrendered for the first time in my life.
All too soon, I felt my orgasm rise up violently. It started as a tingling at the base of my spine and moved quickly through me. “God. Fuck yes. I’m coming, baby.” I gave three more pumps in her, knowing I should have pulled out, but I bottomed out inside her, filled her up as I came.
My orgasm tore through me, making me come harder than I ever had in my life. I could practically feel the white-hot jets of my seed coating her from the inside out. The pleasure sucked the air from my lungs, stole my sanity, and I knew I’d never be the same.