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“I’m going to stretch you so fucking good, Izzy.”
Yes. God. Yes.
“You feel how hard I am for you?”
All I could do was nod.
He groaned, kissed me harder, and was thrusting his cock against my belly with more fervor. “Please tell me that wine didn’t go straight to your head and you’re right here with me.”
“I’m so here with you now.”
“Thank fuck you said that.” He placed his hand between our bodies and started undoing his pants. “You deserve the bed, but how fucking hot is it to have you pressed up against the wall, baby?”
It was hot and not something I was going to stop.
“Fuck, Izzy… I don’t know if I can do sweet and soft.” The scruff along his cheeks erotically abraded my neck, the vibrations of his voice sending a shockwave of electricity to my clit.
“I didn’t ask for soft or sweet. I only asked for you.”
The next moments went by in a flurry of excitement and anticipating actions.
Tommy was pushing his jeans down, and I was quickly tearing at my clothes. I wanted us both naked, wanted this fire inside me to be extinguished by this man. I needed him to tame the desire inside me.
And then we were naked, panting, his tattooed body so hard and big, his skin golden mixed with olive. He had a sprinkling of short dark hair along the top of his chest, and muscles that seemed to go on for miles. His cock was so hard, just as thick and long as I envisioned as I’d felt against my belly as he thrust it against me. And the tip… the crown was slick with pre-cum. He stepped closer, and I felt that wetness smear on my lower belly. It felt so hot, so sexy to have it being rubbed into my skin.
He pressed his chest fully against mine, and I rose on my toes, meeting him in the middle to kiss. I felt bold and brave as I ran my tongue over his lips. He sucked the muscle into his mouth, and I groaned. Every time he thrust his erection against me, dry-humping me, I grew wetter, my nipples becoming harder.
“I love the way you feel, the way you taste against my tongue.”
My nipples tingled, and my pussy clenched. I needed him inside me, wanted to feel how much he’d stretch me. There was no doubt he’d make me feel like a virgin as he tunneled all the way in.
“Izzy, I’m so fucking hard for you,” he groaned against my lips and thrust his erection more firmly into my belly. “You see what you do to me?”
I hummed in pleasure.
“Touch my cock, stroke it, baby.” He moved his mouth by my ear. “I need you to touch it.”
“Tommy,” I whispered his name, my throat so tight, my arousal burning me alive. He had his hand on my ass now, his fingers curled into my bare flesh, squeezing, adding pressure and pain to the pleasure. He used his other hand to take hold of my wrist and moved our conjoined hands between our bodies. He placed my palm right on his cock, his length like satin over steel, his flesh so hot.
An involuntary gasp left me.
“Touch me,” he urged. “Stroke me.”
I started stroking his cock. Up and down, slow and steady. Tommy took a step back, just enough that when I looked down, I could see his dick in my grasp. God, he was… easily nine or ten inches.
Oh. God.
“God, you’re so big, Tommy.” My throat was so dry, my tongue swelling as the carnal desire to have his shaft in my mouth overrode everything else.
“It’s all you, baby. You make it that hard.”
I wrapped my hand around his cock more firmly, felt my pulse jump at the base of my throat, and tried to get enough oxygen into my lungs. But it was fruitless. I was too lost in the sensations. I was so turned on, so aroused for Tommy, that if he slipped his hands between my thighs, I knew I’d come for him instantly.
Stroking him faster and adding more pressure, I could do nothing but stare at him and watch the change in his expression. He was trying to stay calm, but the hard mask of his face shifted to his pleasure. His jaw was clenched, the muscles under his scruff-covered skin flexing.
“Yeah. That’s it.” His words were gruff, slightly broken up. “Christ, baby, that is so fucking it.” He groaned, his dark eyes flashing with fire from his arousal. Tommy moved his other hand onto my ass as well, so now both palms cupped the cheeks. He squeezed them, spreading them apart slightly. I watched as he looked down at my chest, staring at my breasts. “Look at them, Izzy. Tits so perfect they make my mouth water.”
This twisted thought of him holding me, touching me so roughly I’d have bruises come morning, slammed into my head. But I wanted that proof I’d been here with Tommy, that he’d owned every part of me. His mouth was back on mine, and he took control of the situation like I craved. My grasp on his cock slipped as he pressed his body to mine once more.
