“That’s it,” he pants. “Take my cock. Take every inch. God, you feel so good. So perfect. That’s it, baby,” he praises when I dig my nails into his ass and drag him deeper. “Shit.”
Without warning, I’m grabbed and flipped. I suddenly find myself on top. In charge of the beautiful man nestled between my thighs.
“Ride me. Use me,” he orders. “I want to watch you take my cock like the good girl you are.”
I don’t need to be told twice.
I plant my hands on his chest and I fuck him. I ride his monstrous cock with the full frenzy of a woman possessed. Every inch to the base in hard, greedy pumps while he palms my breasts and makes the most ... delicious noises. Deep, guttural huffs in between calling me his good girl. Shaky moans while he sucks my nipples and begs me not to stop, to take more. To cum so he can put a baby in me.
“Roan...” I whimper and get his arms around me.
“Yes, baby. Fuck, your pussy is holding me so tight. I can’t move. You feel so good. Milk me. Milk my cock.”
With a sound between a snarl and a scream, I cum. I flood us both with a hot gush of liquid that has his face deforming.
“Don’t stop,” he growls, watching the place I’m squirting with madness in his eyes. “All of it.”
I’m still spasming, body a heaving mess of nerves when he turns us again. His dark head is bent as he fucks me and watches my channel overflow.
“That’s it. Get me nice and deep. Have to make sure we get you knocked up tonight.”
He’s thumbing my clit in rapid flicks, forcing my orgasm to extend while he drives deeper until my toes curl with the pain and a fresh climax.
His cum is fire.
It’s a scorching river of thick, white ropes that burn hitting my walls. The agony has me crying out and watching as it bubbles up the top where he’s still pumping and squirting.
“All for you” he growls. “Saved every drop.”
I’m vaguely aware that he’s still rock hard and as big as he had been at the start, but my attention is distracted by the sticky pool of cum gathered at my opening.
It’s no longer hot, but the sight of it has something heating up inside me. A fresh pulse of desire that has me reaching down and dipping a finger into the mess and dragging it up to my clit.
“Still hungry, baby?” Roan murmurs, not taunting but making an observation.
“I don’t know why...” I pant, rubbing faster. “I just...”
His big hands close into my thighs, and I’m folded in half.
“You never need to explain. We are at your disposal. Whatever you need.”
I watch him plunge his tongue into his own release. The sight upends all other questions as I watch him clean my hole. My fingers continue to flick my clit, but slower. Savoring the sight of his dark head bobbing in time to my strokes.
“Feels good,” I breathe.
“Tastes better.”
Our eyes meet and without a word spoken, he slurps up what’s left and pushes up to meet me.
I kiss him.
I push my tongue into the salty flavor of his mouth and moan.
“More,” I gasp.
My free hand reaches between us and I guide his stiff, velvety cock to my opening. But I don’t put him in. I stroke him and kiss him hard.
“Mine?”
