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Those deep lustful eyes took me in licentiously. “We have one day off, and I figured that instead of resting, I might as well fly out and see you. I can sleep on the flight.” Dark depths trained on me, unmasked, unguarded, with unparalleled desire, before he extended his hand to give me the gorgeous blooms. “I had to see you.”
“You’re crazy,” I whispered with an unwavering smile.
“We’ve already established that long ago,” he cheekily responded before he took hold of my other hand and gestured toward my ensemble. “But look at you—wowzah. Is Kyle on his way over? ’Cause if I were in his shoes, I wouldn’t fucking let you out of my sight.”
“Guess it’s a good thing he’s not like you. You’ve already covered the stalker in my life; I don’t need another one.” Sliding out of his loosened grip, I searched for my keys before lodging it into the keyhole and unlocking it.
“Oh, yeah? I’m a stalker now?” He cackled as we stepped into my apartment with him trailing behind me before I felt his strong arms secure around my body. “Come here,” he roughly commanded, the playfulness in his tone gone as he pulled me toward him before slamming my body against his muscular, chiseled chest. “Missed me?” he asked gruffly as he nibbled on my earlobe.
“A little?” My body shuddered as his tongue zoned in on spots that were highly sensitive. I could feel my scarce lace thong soaking.
“Only a little?” He laughed before he smacked my bottom cheek then palmed it, beginning to massage it in soothing, circular motions. “You’re going to get it tonight. I’m not going to hold back this time.”
Oh, fuck me now. How did he accomplish to make me into this hapless woman in one heart fucking beat? It was his specialty.
Biting my bottom lip, I enticingly gazed at him through my lashes. “Is that a threat?”
“It’s a promise.” He unceremoniously pushed me against the wall with his hot breath on my lips. “Don’t be coy. I know you. You want me, but you won’t openly admit it.” The wet tip of his tongue grazed the bottom of my lip, tasting me, those lethal libidinous eyes held me in a trance. “How often do you touch yourself while talking to me? Your voice changes, and I can easily detect the soft hitches and the stifled moans.” He cupped my drenched pussy before hastily pushing the scrap of thread aside to probe farther into me. With the use of his middle finger, he parted my slit, gliding his soaked digit in my essence, leaving me panting against him. “Do you touch yourself like this, my Cara? Do you imagine it’s my cock rubbing your pussy? Tell me … Tell me what you want.”
Rendered speechless, my pulse accelerated to another pitch. Profuse with embarrassment, I wondered why he hadn’t said a damn thing before? Each night it became a ritual because his voice sent me back to that night he unapologetically ravished me. I had lusted for him before, sure. But this time, my carnal appetite demanded more. It was like a terrifying mountain of fire that he alone could satiate and extinguish. His lovemaking was unmatched, and I was addicted to it.
Previously I had denied the notion, but as I stood there, defenseless against his ministrations, it became blatantly obvious that my body couldn’t resist him. Like it was designed to do as he pleased, obey his orders, his commands, and at his mercy. Never did it decline his wishes. Not once. And it didn’t plan to in the near future.
“Tell me what you want, my Cara,” he demanded in the most compelling manner, before I felt that notorious digit impale me deeply, threateningly, with one purpose in mind.
I groaned in frustration, knowing he enjoyed prolonging my agony. “You know what I think.” My lips quivered when I felt him thrust his hips against mine, his hardened member fully aroused.
Thinking about where that engorged cock would soon be made my mouth water. I could feel its strength, its glorious steely power ready to rule and conquer my body.
“I think about you, lost in me, within me, fucking me with that thick dick of yours. I dream about the way you stretch me as you glide within my wet walls, giving me sweet pain, the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known. It’s pure bliss to feel your muscular, sinewy body on top of me, taking charge of what’s yours.”
He groaned as his forehead met mine, breathing against my lips. “Is this body really mine, Cara?”
For the time being.
Cupping his cheek, I sought his lips. “For now … it’s yours to take … for as long as you want.”
“Christ, Cara, I can’t get enough of you. Every waking moment and in my dreams, it’s you I think about.”
My heart ached with his confession. “Show me. Show me how much you want me.”
I heard his pants drop to the floor as I panted for his touch. Then I felt him bunch the scrap of my thong before yanking it out of the way. The fat mushroom head of his member grazed my abdomen as he watched me, primal and ready to dominate his prey.
“Beg for my cock, babe.”
Nearing the end of my patience, I groaned in protest. “God, River, just fuck me already! Fuck me good, hard. Fuck me like you mean it.”
“Okay, sheesh,” he managed to chuckle before those hungered lips lit me on fire and those large hands lifted me against the wall, lining his cock against my entrance.
He pummeled his length so hard I was almost out of breath. He filled me with every inch of him, breaking through the tightest of my barriers as I clung to him like my life depended on it.
“Tightest cunt I’ve ever fucked,” he grunted out as he ploughed me harder, thrusting in deeper as I moaned against his lips.
A few more strokes, and I shattered with my release. He, however, had just begun.
Not before long, he was carrying me before he positioned me on the wing of the couch with my bottom in the air, situated righty to perfectly angle against his sex. Before I could utter another word, I felt his palm slap my pussy. The impact made me groan in excitement, whetting my appetite for more. He then gently cupped it as if to soothe it, but when he felt my juiced drip glazing his hand, he hissed my name out.
“I’m going to fuck you all night until it’s time for me to leave, I promise you.” I could feel his breath hitting my sensitive mound, and before I realized what he was doing, his hot tongue dipped into my core, gliding it from front to back, flicking and licking both entrances until I cried out for him to end my torment.
