My brow arches in silent interrogation when Justine un-balls her hand so she can throw open the drawer in the side table next to the couch. There’s an unopened box of condoms nestled in the bottom of the empty drawer. They weren’t there when the sheriff’s department searched her apartment for dangerous weapons.
When I return my eyes to Justine’s face, I notice the worry clouding her alluring gaze when I drank in her naked frame has vanished. Nothing but unbridled lust reflects out of her heavy-hooded gaze when she mumbles, “You can never be too prepared.”
A vein in her neck works overtime when I snag the box of condoms out of the drawer. She watches me with revered silence when I rip open the foil packaging with my teeth before rolling a thin layer of latex down my shaft. Although I had every intention of tasting her no doubt sweet cunt, that will have to wait an hour or two. My cock has been dying for this moment for every minute of every hour the past two days.
He’s done waiting, and so am I.
It’s time to make Justine mine.
“Oh, sweet Jesus,” Justine garbles through a moan when I drag my cock through the folds of her pussy to gather her wetness. “Will that fit?”
She stops staring at my crotch with wide, panicked eyes when I laugh. “Yes, it will fit.” Her cunt sucks at me when I notch the first inch of my dick inside of her. “Because you’re so fucking wet, I’ll slide straight in.”
Justine calls out in an erotic moan when I impale her with one quick thrust. She stills, shocked by the unexpected intrusion, but also secretly loving it.
She’s not the only one stunned. Her cunt is so tight, it strangles my cock as well as her beautiful face stole any sense I had. I never understood how a man could be weakened by a pussy until now. Just the scent of Justine’s cunt lessens my desire for carnage, so you can imagine how minute the craving becomes when surrounded by her heat. I feel like I have the world at my feet. Like nothing will ever slow me down.
The walls of Justine’s cunt clamp around my cock when I say, “You know this changes everything, right?”
She doesn’t take a second to contemplate a response, nor does she act daft to the sexual tension ridding the air of oxygen. She answers with a simple “Yes,” before bobbing her head in rhythm to the nub that’s zapping so furiously, its spasms are felt by my groin.
“Good.” I’d say more if I could, but her tight cunt sucking at my dick is too mind-numbing to conjure words. Furthermore, she knew what I meant by my statement, so why do we need to hash it out while fucking?
After adjusting the tilt of her hips, I pound into her hard and fast until nothing but pleasure is on her mind. She’s not thinking about her scars, or a man as vile as Vladimir. She’s thinking about nothing but me and how good I make her feel.
She feels good too.
Tight.
Wet.
So fucking sexy.
“Fucking perfect. I knew from the moment I laid my eyes on you that you’d feel this good.”
When I add a flick to my hips, the expression on Justine’s face changes in an instant. It goes from lusty to frantic, like she is moments away from coming. Her knees fall open as the tautness on her face softens.
I steady the rhythm of my pumps so I can drink it all in. The hue extending from her bouncing chest to her cheeks. My cock pounding into her. Her moans.Her erotic scent.I’m sucking it all in, certain one hit will never be enough.
Justine’s ball-clenching noises double when I slip my hand to the area where our bodies are conjoined. Her clit is hyped with excitement, throbbing at the very top of the dampness I’m slamming into on repeat.
When I give it a little pinch, Justine’s moans grip my sack as well as her cunt clutches my dick. “Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.”
I firm my pinch before rolling the aching bud between my thumb and index finger. “That’s it,Ahren. Let me hear your screams.”
Pleasure shudders through her when she warns a short time later, “I’m going to come.”
My dick flexes at the thought of seeing her face in ecstasy again. “Good. Come on my cock. Show me how much you’re enjoying this.”
My approval relaxes the strain on her face in an instant. She stills for the quickest second before an erotic shake overwhelms every inch of her. I watch her come undone with eagle eyes, my balls tightening when the image of her shuddering beneath me races cum to the crest of my cock.
It spurts out of my dick in hot raring spurts when the tight walls of Justine’s pussy coerce me to join her on the brink of insanity. The jerks of my cock while dispelling my cum in Justine’s tight little cunt adds to her shudders. She moans on repeat, her shouted chants ensuring my release doesn’t slow me down. I slam into her harder, faster. I pound into her like a manic, only relenting when my hips refuse to piston from exhaustion.
With Justine’s legs wrapped around my sweaty hips, and my cock still inside of her, I burrow my head into her neck for a quick breather.
I’ve barely counted her pulse for thirty seconds when her breathing switches from the frantic one of a woman post-climax to one who appears seconds from climbing into bed for a long slumber.
“Oh no,Ahren.” I inch back before lowering my eyes to Justine’s blissful, yet tired face. “You don’t have time to sleep. I’m not even halfway through with you yet.”
