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She peers up at me as my hands descend on her soft hips, kneading the skin under me. She admires me with a look, eating me alive with a smoldering glance of desire.
“What are you thinking?” I question, pulling her toward me by her hips and hitting the tip of my cock against her wet clit. She cries out and her toes curl beside my knees, causing a cocky smirk to light up my face.
“How big you are, how strong and manly you are.”
“Yeah?” I keep watching her while my hips circle, my cock lazily moving all around her sensitive pussy, priming her for all the shit I plan to do to her tonight.
“Mmhm. You make me crazy.”
I circle her entrance with my cock and tease an inch in, pressing her to continue. “I make you crazy? You have no fucking idea what crazy is until you have spent a day in my head when it’s consumed by you,” I growl, slamming into her without warning. Lana makes me insane with primal need. She awakens a beast inside me that I can’t stop once he is fed by her. It’s sick and probably unhealthy, but there isn’t a cure out there that I want to find me.
“Fuck! Kingston! Ahh!” she screams, nearly choking on her next breath as her pussy squeezes around me, trying hard to adjust to my large cock. Nearly losing myself with her, I mentally talk myself down, battling the war of waiting versus instant gratification.
“You’re so beautiful,” I praise, slowly finding a reasonable pace to keep me lasting longer. I know she wants to come, because Lana has never been patient in the bedroom or able to hold off, but I plan to make tonight last, so she better get ready.
“Really? You aren’t going to make me—ohhh—you aren’t going to make me wait, are you?” She sees my approach, feels it in each slow and patient thrust.
“Yeah, baby, I am, so lay back and enjoy every little thing I do to your body.”
“Is that a promise or a threat?” she giggles, biting her lip and baiting me.
“Depends on how hard you want it.”
She gasps as I pound into her, my balls slapping her ass. “Fuck! Kingston, stop doing that to me!” she cries, trying to crawl away from me, wanting to gain control of the situation. I almost don’t let her, but decide to give in; that way, I can watch her lose herself.
“Why don’t you stop me then?”
A flip switches and she gains control as I let her, playing weak as she spins us so she’s on top. Reaching up as she impales herself on my cock, I grab her breasts and bruise them, liking her wild side. Leaning back, she grabs my thighs and starts fucking me with ambition, like she was paid for it. I see everything, the hair falling down her back, thick and long like I like it, a dark halo of sin. Her tight stomach, still not showing evidence of her pregnancy, stretches as she arches her back. But the best sight is her pained face, taking my monster cock inside her tight heat. Looking down, I watch myself slide in and out, perfectly yet violently, as she tries her best to accommodate my size.
“Oh, fuck yeah. Goddamn it, baby.” I pinch her nipples quickly then move my hands down to her ribs, pinching the tight skin, watching it strain and bounce back. I’m fully aware of every inch of her body and how it will react to my touch.
“Scream. Let it go, baby.” I know she’s holding back, still used to having Princeton in the house, but tonight we are kid free, and everything I’m going to do to her will destroy her inside out if she doesn’t let go and let herself be the minx I’ve always had writhing under me.
“Uhh, uh, uh!” Just like a porn star. I swear I would call any other girl’s bluff if she sounded like t
hat, all high-pitched and breathy, but this is Lana. Her soft, raspy voice screams out in pleasure as she takes all of me with a wickedly dangerous passion.
“What do you want from me?” I ask, growling in an attempt to not lose my shit this early in the game.
“Fuck me like you hate me. Fuck me like you love me. Fuck me like I’m the end of you!” she cries, and I see stars, hear angels singing as she unlocks the gate to hell, and my inner devil comes ready to claim his bad little nymph.
Tonight was supposed to be all sweet and soft, but like always, she lights the fuse and fireworks ignite when she gets me inside.
“You are the end of me. You fucking kill me. Stand up,” I demand, and she slows her thrusts, crying and begging with her eyes to not stop what we’re doing. But it will do nothing. I have plans before I give her gentle. She will have her Viking first; the king will have to wait to worship his queen.
“Please, baby, don’t stop.”
“Stand up now, Lana.”
With a whimper, she releases me and stands on shaky legs at the foot of the bed as I practically leap from the mattress before she even has time to focus. “What now?”
“Bend over the arm of the couch and put your hands in front of you. Don’t fucking move, and don’t you dare shake that ass at me.”
“But you like it,” she teases, biting her lip and sauntering over. Her skin is still red in all the places my hands touched and bruised.
“Now.” I am not in the mood for funny. I’m in the mood for straight fucking. I want the dirty and raw, nasty and bare.
“Yes, baby.”
