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I throw my head over my shoulder and see the look of agony plastered all over his face.
He wants to fuck me just as badly as I need him to, but he won’t allow himself to, not until he’s sure I’m okay.
“Did you hear me say the safe word?” I ask him, to which he shakes his head. “Well, that should tell you something. I’m fine. I’m more than fine.”
“Are you sure?” he asks sternly.
“Yes,” I promise, but when he hesitates, I slowly push myself up and down the length of his shaft to show him just how good I really am.
He releases his attention off my clit, so both his hands can grab my hips, slowly helping me fuck myself on his cock. I lick my lips and look at the way his expression looks downright lethal with every languid thrust. It’s just as arousing as watching myself willingly impale myself on his cock.
“Turn around,” he growls when his patience finally breaks. “And hold on.”
I do as commanded, grabbing my duvet as Trent takes over for me. Our slow thrusts pick up rhythm until I feel the whole length of his cock deep inside me. His fingers dig into my skin as he begins to pound into my pussy.
“Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking good,” he curses as if he wished I didn’t.
I feel every inch of him inside me, his cock making sure that my pussy will never be satisfied with anything less than this. I bite into my cheek as my swollen breasts graze over the duvet, creating a delicious friction with each thrust.
“You really are fucking exquisite. You look so fucking beautiful right now, swallowing my cock whole with your tight pussy. I’ve never seen you look so goddamn beautiful.”
His words of praise do something to me since praise is something that Trent doesn’t dole out often to anybody.
“God, I’d fuck every inch of you if I could,” he says, his dirty mouth making my thoughts hazy. “You’re so fucking beautiful, kitten. So goddamn beautiful,” he repeats in a maddening loop, coaxing my pussy to clamp around his girth, making us both hiss out in pleasure. “Fuck,” he growls before pulling me up off the mattress by my ponytail, securing it around his wrist. “Give me that mouth that loves to defy me,” he commands before biting my lower lip and suffocating the very air in my lungs.
I whimper when he slithers his hand under my t-shirt to grab one of my swollen breasts.
Like this, in this position, where I feel every inch of his cock hitting all my walls, I become a woman possessed.
“Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” I beg, craning my neck awkwardly just so I can keep kissing him.
“Ah, kitten, after feeling how your tight cunt was made for my cock, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop fucking you,” he threatens, and though the threat should alarm me, I take it for what it is—just dirty talk to get me over the finishing line.
And it does.
It pushes me over the edge until a white light blurs my vision, momentarily blinding me from seeing this beautiful man who fucks like a god. My loud cry must set him off because, in four punishing thrusts, I feel Trent’s cock doubling in size inside of me before coming undone.
I’m still lost in euphoria, gasping for breath as he kisses my temple down hard, as his way of telling me that I lived up to his expectations. His arms wrap around my midriff, holding me up, which is a good thing since I doubt my legs and knees would be up to the challenge after such an orgasm. He continues to pepper sweet kisses on my cheeks, followed by the tip of my nose, then my chin, and ultimately, he takes my lips hostage in his. The kiss is hard and possessive, but in the scheme of things, it’s exactly what I want and need right now.
“Hmm,” I hum, feeling stated and relaxed now that my soul has finally returned to my body.
“Love hearing you purr, kitten,” he coos to the crook of my neck.
“You do, do you?” I tease, biting into his earlobe.
“Very much,” he confirms before pulling my t-shirt over my head and unsnapping my bra with ease.
Trent then pushes us to fall on the bed, turning me around until his body is towering over mine.
“Now, let’s see if I can get those claws to come out.”
When I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around me, I feel oddly refreshed, even if every limb in my body is sore after the four-hour fuckfest I just had.
Tonight, I’ll sleep like a baby.
After I’ve brushed my teeth and towel-dried my hair enough, so it doesn’t look like a complete mess in the morning, I open the bathroom door, startled by finding Trent asleep in my bed.
He really must be rusty at one-night stands because usually, when a girl says she’s going to take a shower by herself, that’s the cue for the guy to leave.
