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Maxim
A few hours later, I’m knocking on Sophia’s door with pizza in one hand and two purple velvet pouches in my pocket. I smile wickedly to myself at what I have in store for tonight. My cock hardens in anticipation of what’s to come. After a few knocks, Sophia answers the door. When I see her, the breath is knocked out of me. My mouth flies open, heart pounding rapidly. She is standing in front of me, wearing only a red lace baby doll see-through lingerie, with white flowers scattered around the breast area.
God, her breasts are on full display just for my taking. It leaves nothing to the imagination from how short the lingerie is. Devouring her with my eyes, I study every inch of her delectable body. She’s not wearing any underwear. Fuck. I feel my dick press against my pants.
She assesses me and says with a smile, “You’re not who I was expecting, but since you brought pizza, I may let you in if you ask nicely.”
That better be a fucking joke because if she was waiting for anyone else, they wouldn’t make it through the night. “Don’t fucking joke like that, Sophia. You don’t have a clue of what I’m capable of.” I slam the door open with my hand, startling her, and barge in. Fuck this pizza. I don’t need this crap when I have my gourmet meal waiting for me to devour her. I drop the pizza on the circular table she has next to the door and close it with my foot.
Picking Sophia up, I throw her over my shoulders and smack her ass cheek. I enjoy having her like this; it gives me a fantastic view of her ass. “Mine.” The giggle that comes out of her mouth almost has me tripping over my feet. What the fuck? When has something so simple ever given me this reaction?
As I sit down on the couch, she straddles me. Grabbing the hair tie holding her ponytail up, I remove it, letting her beautiful curly hair fall in waves down her back.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Sophia.”
“I’m not sure if the universe placed you in my life to be my destruction or my savior, Milaya,” I tell her while looking into her beautiful brown eyes.
“Only time will tell, mi amor,” she says.
I’ve been around many Hispanics to know that those words mean my love. Unable to control myself around her, I slam my lips onto hers, losing myself in her sweet taste. Sophia grinds on my legs, building friction as she deepens the kiss. This won't do. She will only get pleasure from my cock. I pull the hair I have in my hand back, and a moan escapes from her mouth.
I slide her down my legs just enough for me to unbuckle my pants and release my cock. When I look back up at Sophia, she’s staring down at my erection with amazement. She had the same reaction the first time she saw it. I chuckle at the memory. She lowers her hand down my chest in zig-zag motions until she reaches my cock. She swirls her index finger around the head of my dick. A shiver runs down my back as she pumps my dick up and down with her hand. Fuck, this feels so fucking good, but I need to be inside of her.
Grabbing her hips, I lift her, aligning my cock with her entrance.
“I suggest you hold on to the back of the couch, milaya, because I’m going to fuck you fast and hard.”
She moves her hands, but instead of holding onto the couch, she uses one hand to grab my hair and the other on my shoulder to hold herself up. She pulls my hair, forcing my head back, and our eyes meet. She gives me a sweet smile and leans down to kiss me. I take that moment to plunge my dick inside her. A loud moan escapes her mouth, and I capture it with my own. I stay still, giving her time to adjust to my size.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“Shut up and fuck me, Max. You talk too much,” she says breathlessly. I grab her hips and guide them up and down my length. I watch her take my cock again and again while her breasts bounce in front of my mouth. I didn’t know it was possible to get any harder. I bring my hand down to her ass and smack her cheek, hard. She moans and quickens her pace while I lift my hips to meet her movements. I slowly slide my pinky finger into her tight hole using her distraction. She gasps at the intrusion as I push inside her hole, sliding my finger slowly, trying to stretch her for what I have planned for later. I thrust my dick in as deeply as possible and slide my pinky deeper, and a small scream leaves her mouth.
“That’s right, milaya. Scream for me. Show me how good this feels.”
Her walls clench around my cock. She’s dragging this on. That won’t do. Pushing deeper into her, I thrust deep into her, and she moans, “Yes,” as she lets go. I keep thrusting through her release, finding my own. We stop moving, and she collapses on me, placing her head in between my neck and shoulder. I kiss the side of her head and caress her back.
I smile as I think, Relax now, Sophia. This is only the start. You won’t be able to walk for a week with the things I have planned for you.
* * *
Jolting awake, I look around, confused. Where the hell am I? I feel something on my body. I’m gifted with Sophia fast asleep on top of me. When have I ever fallen asleep after sex? What time is it, anyway? Trying not to wake my sleeping beauty, I move my hand to look at my watch, but that doesn’t work. She stirs and turns her head to me. She gives me a shy, sedated smile when we make eye contact. Fuck, she’s so beautiful.
“Sorry,” she says sleepily.
“Why are you sorry?” I kiss her nose.
“For falling asleep on you. I know I’m not light as a feather,” she says in a playful tone, but it still gets me angry. I hate that she thinks like this about herself. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I will change that mindset of hers. She moves to get off me, but I grab her tighter.
“Don’t you dare move.”
“Let me get off. I have cum running down my leg, and I have to pee.” I refuse to let her go. I lift us both from the couch, holding her tight so she doesn’t fall, and head to the bathroom. “I can walk, Max,” she says but grabs onto my back with her legs tighter and gives me a swift peck on my lips. Her act decimated the anger I was feeling.
Getting to the bathroom, I let her down, and she goes to take care of business. When she is done, and we are heading back to the living room, I ask, “Are you hungry?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Do you want pizza or something else?”
