He drops a kiss against my back where the lotus flower is located. He kisses each individual letter etched in my skin with such tenderness, it’s disarming.
I shiver.
“This might get a bit rough,” he says.
“Okay.”
“If I go too deep, tell me.”
“I will.”
“Good girl,” he says. “Arch your back and tilt your sweet ass up.”
I do as I’m told.
He presses his palm to my lower back to steady me. “Fuck, you look beautiful like this, so ready for me.”
I let out a small laugh.
“You ready for me, baby?”
“I am.”
He edges inside my pussy, slow and steady.
I gasp as his massive cock fills me.
He’s so thick, so hard, so wide.
So much to handle.
He’s huge.
“Good girl,” he says. “Can you take it a little rough?”
I nod.
He slides all the way out, and thrusts into me in one swift movement.
I yelp and the breath catches in the back of my throat.
Even with the warning, my body isn’t prepared for the assault.
I grab hold of the sheet underneath me, twisting it in my grasp as he moves slow and deep inside me, riding me like he means it.
“Fuck, I’m so deep inside you,” he says.
I’m no longer certain where he ends and where I begin.
“You like how I use your willing body to get off?”
“Yes.”
“You dirty, dirty girl.”
“I am… your dirty girl.”
“Damn right you are.”