Font Size:  

“Fuck,” he grunts and shoves his cock deep in one long stroke. “So fucking tight.”

I am tight because it’s been a while since I’ve had a good fucking, but it’s also because Joaquin is bigger than he looks. He’s thick and long enough that I’m almost uncomfortable but not enough to back out of this encounter.

“Right. There.” My body is on fire already. He’s so thick that I feel full, and he’s so long that a few strokes onthat spotwill make me come like the horny bitch I am. “Yes!”

His hand lands on my ass again in another hard smack as he pulls out slowly, so achingly slow that the move pulls a long, howling moan from me.

He surges deep, over and over again, his hips pumping hard and fast as if programmed to hit that perfect spot that sends fireworks shooting off behind my eyes.

“Fuck, Willow,” he growls and thrusts harder and deeper, so fast that I arch even more because I’m so desperate for more of this man.

“Joaquin,” I moan and grip the sides of the table, getting up on my toes so that the next stroke goes just a little deeper. “Ah, fuck! More!”

One hand squeezes my ass, and the other grabs the other cheek, squeezing them together to give him even more friction. It’s such a hot move, one of a man who knows exactly what he likes, and my pussy clenches with my impending orgasm.

“Willow,” he moans and fucks me harder.

On the tips of my toes, I grip the table so hard I can feel the grains of the wood imprinting on my palm, and I don’t give a shit. I’m too greedy, too hungry for the big cock slamming in and out of me. “Joaquin, please.”

“Please?” His hips increase their intensity, the sound of his flesh against mine mingling with the crickets and frogs somewhere in the distance. “Tell me.”

“Make me come. Please.” Even as I say the words, my hand slips between my legs and rubs at my clit.

He pounds hard and deep into me, so fast it’s making my head spin, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to float off on the wave of erotic pleasure making its way up the backs of my thighs, my arms and my hands. Joaquin is fucking me good, so hard and so deep that I can feel him to the very depths of my being.

His fingertips dig into my hips, holding me tight like he doesn’t want to let me go, and the dam breaks, along with my ability to keep my orgasm at bay. “Joaquin! Holy fuck, I’m going to…ah!”

The orgasm jerks my body violently before I can finish the warning, and I’m pulsing hard around his cock as he plunges in and out of me in deep, erotic strokes. “Fuck,” I moan because every stroke starts the orgasm all over again. “Shit.”

He grunts a few times, and seconds later, his cock is thicker and harder inside of me, and I know he’s close.

“Fuck,” he growls, and I take the hand between my legs and reach back until I feel his sac, tight and hard and ready to release its load.

“Willow,” he says, stroking harder and deeper. “Babe.”

“Right here with ya, handsome,” I pant and tug at his sac. My body is still convulsing with pleasure when his sac tightens even more. I give them a firm tug, and he’s gone.

His hard body is stroking wildly, hitting that perfect spot that sends sharp aftershocks through my body. “Ah, fuck!”

He grunts and growls through those intense vinegar strokes before he collapses on my back.

I laugh, but it turns into a moan as his cock pulses deep inside of me, rubbing up against my sensitized walls and sending another bolt of pleasure through me. “Yes,” I say on a low, pleasure-filled hiss.

After a long minute, while we both get our breathing under control, Joaquin stands and gives my ass a smack. “Willow.”

I stand tall and shake my arms and legs with a satisfied grin. “That was perfect.” I reach down and pull up my thong and jeans, fastening them with a content sigh.

“It was fucking wild,” he says with an appreciative smile.

“Yo, Joaquin.” Dix appears with a knowing grin on his face. “Time to go, brother.”

Joaquin nods in Dix’s direction before he turns to me, still smiling. “Totally fucking wild,” he growls and leans in to brush a panty-melting kiss to my throat.

“Better than therapy,” I tell him and pull him close, smacking a hard, hot kiss to his mouth before shoving him away. “Go. Be safe. Have fun.”

He rewards my words with a lopsided grin as he backs away from me, one hand up in a casual goodbye. At the door, he turns and jogs to catch up with Dix.

Holy shit, that was so fucking hot! I wonder how long Dix was there watching.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like