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All she saw was a long, thick cock, muscles, and tattoos.
I picked her up by the hair and led her to the bed. I pushed her down and pinned her hands above her head as I spread her legs and pressed myself deep inside.
“Fuck,” she moaned, arching her back.
“Like I said, you’ve never had a man like me.”
She was tight, warm, and soaking wet. She wrapped around my cock like a glove and felt like heaven as I began to fuck her.
I wasn’t gentle or kind. That’s just not the sort of man I am. But I listened to her needs, kissed her when she wanted, licked her nipples, fucked her faster or slower, but always took her deep, always took her hard.
She began to sweat as I rolled her on top of me and let her ride.
Fuck, her hips were heaven. She rolled them in circles and took my cock deep. I purred my pleasure as she panted. Her thick breasts shook with every movement and they drove me wild with need.
“Goddamn, you’re gorgeous,” I said. “With or without the heels. Look at your pink nipples and pink lips. And that thick dark hair.” I pulled it and made her gasp. I slapped her ass with my other hand. “You were built to fuck me, sweet Elise.”
“You’re right,” she moaned. “I was built for this. Oh my god, I was built for it. You fill me up just right.”
I growled and pulled her off me. I turned her around, ass in the air, hips wiggling, pussy glistening. I slid in deep and fucked her. I watched sweat roll down her thin, muscular back. Her breasts shook and when I reached around her hips to roll a finger along her clit, she couldn’t take it anymore.
She came in heaving, heavy moans. Her body tensed and I felt her pussy contract around my cock. It was fucking heaven, the most gorgeous, most delightful thing I’ve ever seen, ever felt.
I fucked her harder. I grabbed her arms and filled her to the brim, taking her as my own little prize, taking her as I wanted. I was lost, my purpose for being in her apartment entirely forgotten, the only thing in my mind the pleasure that rang through my body.
Gorgeous, sweet Elise.
I came inside of her in thick spurts. I filled her to the brim.
And when I was done, I collapsed back onto the bed.
She licked my shaft clean. Her pink tongue lapped up my thick white shaft.
When she finished, she collapsed next to me. I held her close and breathed in her scent, wondering if I’d ever get to smell it again.
But my cock was still hard. And she chewed on her lip as she looked up at me.
“I’ve never done that before,” she said.
“I find that hard to believe. You fucked like you knew what you wanted.”
“No, I mean… I’ve never brought a guy home on the first date.”
“I’m honored then.” I kissed her. “But you know I’m not through with you yet, right?”
Her lips fell open. She looked down at my shaft, still hard, and wrapped her fingers around it.
“Yeah?” she asked, her voice a whisper.
“Yeah,” I said.
She started to stroke me again, and I knew for sure that she’d survive the night.2EliseI woke up in an empty bed and felt a dull throb between my legs.
For a second, I thought the night before might have been a dream.
I couldn’t have invited a guy I barely knew up into my apartment for some of the wildest, most intense sex of my life. I could tell he was that kind of guy the second I saw his profile pictures. Sexy ripped abs, lots of tattoos, a smirk that knew he looked good and didn’t mind talking about it.
That just wasn’t me.
Except when I sat up and realized I’d fallen asleep naked, I knew it was all very, very real.
I got out of bed and pulled some clothes on.
Of course he was gone. I don’t know what I was thinking, letting him in last night. He could’ve been some kind of psycho and murdered me in my sleep or whatever, and although he fucked like a god, he could’ve been crazy as hell on top of it.
But he was gone. Slept with me then ditched me.
I felt like shit. I had a really good time with him at dinner. He was charming and made me laugh. He had some funny stories about growing up in Philly, and he listened when I told him about moving to an unfamiliar city all alone as a teenager.
I thought we had a real connection.
But I screwed it up like always.
Maybe if I hadn’t let him in and given him exactly what he wanted, in every imaginable position, right on the first night.
I used the bathroom, brushed my teeth, stared in the mirror. I let out a sigh and pulled my hair into a messy sideways bun.
