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He adjusted himself and added another, beginning to move them faster. He gently slapped my clit with his free hand, forcing a set of moans from my chest as he finger-fucked me, curling his fingers into my G-spot and continuing to toy with my swelling nub.
My hips began to move involuntarily on their own, chasing a release my body yearned for. He grinned and got off the bed, leaving me with a groan of frustration.
“Move to the headboard, touch yourself.”
With only brief hesitation, I adjusted so my back was against the tufted headboard, spread my legs, and dug my heels into the duvet, and slid a hand over my freshly-waxed pussy.
Keeping my eyes locked with his, I began rolling my clit, slowly slipping two fingers in and out of me knuckle deep.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, at the end of a sentence in Portuguese as he removed his own clothing.
I trained my eye
s where a dark patch of hair surrounded the base of his large, thick dick that was fisted in his hand.
He began pleasuring himself as I pleasured myself. His solid, perfectly defined body complete with dips and ridges of a chiseled torso served as the ultimate visual pornographic material. “Mateo,” I moaned, pulling my lower lip between my teeth.
“Louder,” he commanded, moving to the edge of the mattress.
“Mateo,” I repeated, a note higher as my body began to tense. Before the orgasm fully hit, he grabbed my heeled ankles and dragged me towards him. He hooked my legs over his arms, balancing my ass partially off the bed.
With no preamble, he buried himself inside me. The scream that tore from my lungs was from both pleasure and pain, seeming to encourage him. “Don’t stop saying my name,” he demanded.
He proceeded to fuck me as if his life depended on it. His thrusts were rough, hard, and just the right tempo to make me feel an edge of hurt.
“Your pussy’s so fucking tight, Ley,” he soughed, taking hold of my ankles and hooking them both over his left shoulder, making me feel more of him than I already did.
“Mateo,” I half whimpered half groaned, trying to reach his torso so I could push him back some. I felt like he was about to tear me in half.
“Relax and take it,” he growled, thrusting harder. The bed began to react to our harsh abuse of it, the tufted headboard slowly rocking in place until it was bouncing into the wall. The blanket and sheets were half on the floor half wrapped around a corner of the mattress.
I lost the ability to speak. Perspiration misted my skin as he made me repeatedly come with his cock buried inside my pussy.
My back arched and my toes curled in the heels he refused to take off.
He watched my every facial expression with a raptness, that if I was all the way lucid, would have been slightly terrifying.
The sound was him moving in and out of my heavy arousal, mixed with my vibrant moans, our skin slapping.
“You feel so good,” he soughed.
I began to wonder if the man ever came. He fucked me raw. He fucked me sore. Fucked me until I was so bruised between my legs it hurt to move.
When I thought my chest would cave in from trying to make any more noise, he gripped my legs and flipped me over with his dick still inside me.
He was seated so much deeper. I instantly tried to wriggle away but his hand came down on my ass, making me yelp.
“Listen to how wet you are.” He grabbed a fistful of my wild hair.
He jerked my head back, forcing me to arch. I cried out fisting the sheets.
“Your tight little pussy is so fucking greedy for my cock, amada.” He continued talking to me, saying the filthiest shit that only made me wetter as he rode me––hard.
The sounds coming from my mouth with his name heavily among them were indecipherable. A mounting pressure burst in my core as yet another orgasm sent white-hot pleasure spiraling through me. I collapsed beneath him, a heaving exhausted mess.
“Fuck,” he barely mumbled, burying himself to the hilt and coming inside me.
He stayed that way, forcing me to turn my head. “You’re perfect, Ley.” He swooped in and captured my mouth, greedily, swallowing my ragged breaths.
