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“It’s Dixon,” I growl and barge into her apartment, kicking the door shut behind me.
We stare at one another, the air sizzling with an intense, electrical current as we engage in the ultimate standoff. Juliet appears confused, but she remains silent, awaiting my next move. Before she has a moment to protest, I pounce on her, smashing my ravenous mouth to hers. She hesitates for a fraction of a second, but then it’s game on.
We tackle one another, both demanding dominance over the other, but I willingly submit when she violently unclasps my belt buckle and shoves her hand down my pants, palming my hot erection. I’ve gone commando, so she goes straight in for the kill and hungrily begins stroking me, her small hand barely wrapping around my straining shaft.
I pump forward, my hips jerking frantically, needing the friction to be harder and faster, and thank fuck, Juliet complies, her wicked fingers pumping with vigor. I’m about five seconds away from coming in her hand, so I pull away because when I explode, it’s going to be inside her.
I push her backward and she stares at me breathlessly, anticipating what happens next.
Reaching for the low neckline of her black lace slip, I rip it down the middle, letting it glide away like melted butter from her hot little body.
I take a moment to appreciate the sight of pure perfection in front of me, and just when I thought my hard-on couldn’t get anyharder, my dick twitches and painfully demands to break free. The pinkest, perkiest nipples sit erect and swollen, highlighting her flawlessly round, creamy tits. They are more than a handful, and I can’t wait to bury my head between those pillows of perfection, and see if they’re as soft as they look.
“Spectacular,” I say with bated breath.
As she cups both tits and begins plucking her nipples, I can’t wait a second longer. Lunging forward, I clasp her bicep and spin her around, smashing her front against the wall. I know I’m being extremely assertive, but my passion is assailing my last tether of rationality, and I need to consume this woman before I explode.
Sliding my hand around her waist, I dip down and slip a finger into her slick, warm wetness, and we both moan at the swift intrusion. Ramming her hips backward, she reaches down and interlaces her hand through mine, inserting a long finger of her own.
We’re both steadily fingering her, but this is my show, so I nudge her hand away and insert another finger, stretching her wide. She cries out, taking me deeper, and moans the instant I go in all the way. Her inner muscles clasp around me and I finger her fiercely, showing her no mercy until she comes with a quick, explosive cry. The sound is music to my sex-starved ears, and I yank down my zipper before the final tremor can rock her sated body.
The moment my belt and pants hit the floor, I’m desperately drawing her closer, leading my throbbing dick to her delicious, soaked cunt. But before we do this, I should caution her that things are about to get messy.
“I don’t make love. I fuck. I fuck long. And I fuck hard. I’m not here for romance, or to fall in love,” I warn, rubbing my tip along her opening. “I don’t make empty promises. I’m just here to come. Can you handle that?”
Juliet groans low in her throat, my promises of unrestricted pleasure obviously appealing to her kinky side. “Show me what you’ve got.”
However, my last sense of reason alerts me to the fact I don’t fuck without protection. I especially don’t fuck someone as promiscuous as Juliet without protection.
She senses my delay and quickly whispers, “I’m clean,” and wiggles her ass, begging me to give her what we both want.
Any levelheadedness is lost, and I finally succumb to the lustful Juliet Harte.
With one rough, fluid movement, I thrust forward and impale her, pressing her flat up against the wall. She cries out, but the sound is far from pained.
“Hold on,” I breathlessly caution, as I plan for this to get out of control.
She splays out both palms against the wall, and stands on tippy-toes, angling her body so she can take me in deeper, and harder. Wrapping one hand around her waist, and the other in her long blond hair, I begin pumping my hips ferociously, fucking her so hard her body slams against the wall with every single punishing thrust I deliver. But I can’t stop. I’m fucking away my pain, and the harder I push, the further away it seems to fade. I want to fuck it all away, until there’s nothing left but this mind-numbing pleasure.
I bunch my fist in her hair and tilt her head to one side, exposing her long neck, her pulse pounding against the heated flesh. I strike down and avidly bite, sucking her floral-scented flesh into my hungry mouth, while she screams out in approval.
Her passion-filled mewls spur me on, and I moan against her throat, my biting and sucking in step with my driving hips. My orgasm is so close, it’s bubbling to the surface, so I reach down and begin massaging her swollen clit, my deft fingersnever ceasing until she finally comes with a violent, thunderous scream.
One…two…three, and I’m fucking done.
The moment I pull out, jetting my seed all over her back, she slumps down the wall, her trembling legs unable to hold her up because I just fucked her like an animal. A sense of shame and disgust rolls over me, and I open my mouth, ready to apologize for being such a brute. Yes, I did warn her, but that was out of control.
But she surprises me as she turns her head, and with hooded eyes, she pants, “Let’s do that again.”
Iwake the next morning, my body screaming at me for falling asleep at such an awkward angle. One half of me is sprawled out on the sofa, while the other half is on the floor. And I’ve just come to realize, I’m pantless. The top three buttons of my white shirt are also missing, as they became victim to Juliet’s inquisitive fingers.
Memories from last night assault my now-sober brain, and I look down at my lap, the stickiness clinging to my crotch highlighting what a fucking idiot I am.
Between my body collapsing into an exhausted heap after round three, I felt Juliet climb on top of me and fuck the living hell out of me until I forgot my own name. After that, I’m prettysure I passed out, sticky and spent, and that’s where I have remained.
Squinting with one eye closed, I see it’s just on 7 a.m. I wonder where Juliet is as I take in my surroundings. The small living room is elegantly decorated, and I take a moment to appreciate the stylish furnishings, as last night, the only thing I was appreciating was Juliet’s ass.
I notice my pants are across the room, and Juliet’s fluff ball dog is currently using them for her bed. I wearily stand and moan, as my overworked muscles feel like they’ve been skinned from the bone. Shooing off Marcia or Macy, or whatever its name is, I tuck my crinkled shirt into my pants. I then decide to try to find Juliet because I feel stupid waiting out here.
