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Victor grips my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my extra padding. "Kef me," he grits out. "Kef. Kef me."
"Victor," I whimper. I'm tearing the sheets off the bed but I don't care. I just need him to start moving inside me. To fuck me hard with that big cock of his. I close my eyes, my lips parting. "You feel incredible."
He growls low, the sound dangerous, but it just makes my toes curl with desire. I know he'd never hurt me, never lose control when it comes to me. That's a growl of delicious need, and when he moves his hips, burying himself deep again, I cry out his name. I knew sex with Victor—penis-in-vagina sex—would be intense, but I just didn't realize how intense. His body shakes, and I know he's holding himself back. I open my eyes, glancing back at him over my shoulder. "Are you okay?"
His face is taut, his hands gripping my thick hips tight. Victor's face is all intensity, and he looks moments away from snapping.
"Victor?" I ask again softly.
"So much," he manages to grit out. "It's so much to feel you like this."
"Do you want to stop?"
The growl returns. "Never. Never, Bee." His throat works, and then he manages, "Need you so hard." His body jerks again, the movement tight, as if he's forcing himself to stop what he naturally wants to do. "Just…give me a moment…"
"Then take me hard," I tell him, and I clench my inner walls, squeezing as tight as I can. "I'm all yours."
The sound Victor makes is broken, as if he's been unleashed from whatever restraints he's put upon himself. Before I have time to say anything else, he slams into me again, hard and fast. I squeak, startled, but hot pleasure rushes through my body, making my skin prickle in response, and my sound of surprise turns into a moan. He lets out another broken noise and thrusts deep again. Then, he's driving into me with ruthless force, as if he's unable to stop himself. Over and over, he thrusts into me, my body (and the bed) shaking with the ferocity of his need.
And it feels so damned good.
With a little cry, I brace my elbows into the bed, trying to stop from sliding across the mattress. He's got my hips gripped tight, but the force of our mating is rattling the frame itself. I've never been fucked so hard, and the choked, gasping sounds I make somehow turn into pleading for more. More of his cock, more of his power, more of everything. I love it, and I love how he's losing himself in my body. I knew this would be so good, because we love each other, but god, I had no idea that I would need this so badly. I had no idea that when he bottomed out with each rough thrust, that the slap of his hips against my skin would send ripples of ecstasy through my body, or that he'd go so deep that it'd start a new, strange sort of hunger unfurling in my belly. All I know is that the moment that new wave of sensation hits me, I chase it. I slide a hand under my body and touch my clit, and as soon as I do, my body locks up in the hardest orgasm ever. I whine even as I touch myself, my body clenching tight around his driving cock, and when I come, I come so hard that I see stars and every muscle stops working, tight as tripwire. The climax races through me as I clench and squeeze, helpless to participate as he pounds into me and tells me how good I feel.
Then Victor is coming too, his breath stuttering as his movements jerk and lose their rhythm. I feel the hot pulse of him deep inside me, the warmth of his release surprisingly noticeable. His body temperature must be higher than mine, I think in a daze as his thrusts slow, the sound of him plunging into my body becoming wet and loud. I moan again, my eyes fluttering closed. Victor lets out a ragged breath and then collapses on top of me, his big body covering mine.
"Heavy," I murmur as he pushes me into the mattress. I don't move, of course. I'm too boned to move. He's dicked all the strength out of me.
Victor lets out a satisfied sigh, then gets off of me. His cock slides free from my sprawled body, and I let out a little sound of protest. I already want him back. He strokes his hands over my hips and thighs, then rolls me over and adjusts me like a doll, making me comfortable in the bed. "My beautiful Bee," he murmurs, gazing in fascination down at my body. His hand goes between my thighs, and he rubs my folds, slicking his fingers through the mess we've made and rubbing it all over my pussy. "I should have asked if I could come inside you. I didn't think."
