“I want you too,” he growled, rolling me onto my back and hovering over me.
“Then give me what I need,” I said. My life had been a rollercoaster for the last few weeks, and I needed a release. Needed him to give it to me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down toward me for another kiss, arching my body against his, shamelessly grinding on him until he let out a soft groan.
“I want to take care of you,” he protested.
“Then take care of me like this,” I said, reaching up to grab the waistband of his briefs and tugging them down. We were both naked now. I could feel his control starting to break.
“Please, Stefan,” I pleaded as I looked up into his eyes, knowing he could never say no to me when I begged. “Please fuck me.”
We kissed again but it was different this time. More aggressive, more raw. His hands fisted in my hair and he plundered my mouth, his cock already driving against the wet lips of my pussy. I moaned with relief. This was what I wanted. This was what I needed.
Spreading my legs, I angled my hips to give him better access.
“You want this?” he demanded, reaching down to trace my opening with the tip of his dick. God, he felt good.
“Yes,” I panted. “I want it. I want you.”
He pulled away and dragged his hand roughly up between my thighs, slipping a finger into me where I was slick and hot and ready for him.
“You’re so wet for me,” he groaned, adding another finger and pumping in and out.
“Fuck!” I cried out, already close to an orgasm. It had been too long, and I needed him so bad I could barely see straight.
He fingerfucked me roughly, pushing deeper, three fingers now, stretching me out in the most delicious, perfect way. I was panting his name between breaths, grinding hard against his hand. So close now. His thumb found my clit and he pressed it hard as his fingers continued to thrust. I was right on the edge as he leaned over to kiss me, his tongue stroking deep into my mouth, matching the pace of his fingers inside my body, and just like that my whole body crested the wave of ecstasy and I was coming right in his hand, shuddering with the power of my release.
I clung to him as I moaned, pressing my teeth into his shoulder, my knees going weak.
“Are you ready for more?” Stefan asked, positioning himself between my thighs.
“Yes,” I whimpered. His cock was nudging at my soaking wet pussy. “I want you.”
I arched up toward him, but he kept himself still.
“Tell me exactly what you want,” he ordered.
“I want you to fuck me with that hard, perfect cock,” I said, one orgasm hardly enough to satiate the intense desire I felt for him. “I want you to fuck me hard and fast. Please. I need it.”
He didn’t drag it out like he usually did, but instead rammed his cock into me with one brutal, perfect thrust. I gasped as he filled me, his hips rolling against mine, his length stretching me wide. It was exactly what I needed, exactly what I wanted.
Immediately he began to move, fucking me hard and fast like I’d asked, his hands spreading my thighs so wide the muscles ached so he could go even deeper. Then, without warning, he lifted my legs up, looping my ankles around his neck as he fucked me.
I gasped at the intense pleasure this position gave me, the exquisite fullness I felt. He had never been this deep inside me before, had never fucked me like this before.
My head fell back on the bed as he thrust into me over and over again, pounding out a rhythm, his grip now tight around my thighs. So tight I thought I might have bruises tomorrow. The thought of his fingers imprinted on my skin just made me hotter, more desperate for release.
“More,” I gasped, my head thrashing back and forth. The pleasure was building inside me again, pulling me inexorably closer to another orgasm. “Please, Stefan. Make me come.”
“You’re gonna come for me,” he commanded. “Fuck yes. I’m gonna fuck you hard, fuck you until you come. Until you scream. Come for me, Tori. Let everything go except how good I make you feel. Let it feel good.”
He drew his hand between our bodies, pinching my clit in the most delicious combination of pleasure and pain. It was exactly what I needed.
“Oh my god,” I cried, my moans turning into one long wail as I came, my body clenching around his, the climax so hard and deep it practically blinded me with white-hot pleasure.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Stefan groaned, his body jerking as he came in a rush, filling me up with his hot release. I would never tire of the feel of him coming inside of me, the way he’d relax into my arms afterward, our bodies still connected, our ragged breaths slowing in time.
I could feel his heart beating hard against mine. We were both completely spent.
