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The taxi ride to the cabin was interesting to say the least. Our poor driver definitely got a show while I was straddling Dylan’s lap, as we heavily made out. Dylan threw some money at him before he carried me out of the cab with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck.
“I want you,” I moaned into his ear, kissing all along the side of his neck.
The second his lips touched mine he growled, parting them. His hands were all over me. He couldn’t decide where he wanted to touch me the most. I leaned into every touch and sensation that he had to offer. Enjoying the thrill of what was to come. Dylan was always in control, but with the show I put on for him and the alcohol coursing through his veins, it was enough to make him lose all sense of reason.
Exactly how I did when I was with him.
I reached for his belt and he eagerly moved his hips against my hands as I worked his button and zipper. I couldn’t get them off fast enough. I pulled out his long, thick cock and aggressively stroked it back and forth while he opened the door. Rushing in and kicking it closed behind him, he slammed me up against it.
It should have surprised me, but it didn’t.
He tore open my blouse, buttons flew everywhere with the sound of them crashing onto the floor. My bra was off within seconds. I felt his strong, callused hands roughly kneading my breasts as he sucked and licked all around my nipples. My back arched, making me grip the back of his neck. I wanted him closer and yet he still wasn’t close enough.
I whimpered when he placed my feet on the ground, but I didn’t feel the loss of his touch for very long. He roughly shoved me up against the door again, taking off my skirt and panties in his wake. I didn’t even have time to blink before his tongue was pushing into my folds, swirling it into my opening.
“Fuck,” I panted as he placed my thigh onto his shoulders.
My hands instantly went into his hair, pushing it away from his face so I could watch. I loved to watch when his face was buried in my most sacred area.
The only place he’s ever touched me.
As if reading my mind he opened his eyes to look up at me as he sucked my clit into his mouth, urgently moving his head in a side-to-side motion followed by a back and forth one.
“Ah!” I yelled out, trying to catch my bearings.
My chest heaved with every precise manipulation. His mouth literally eating me, like I was his favorite fucking meal of the day. I watched him push two fingers into my wet heat causing my legs to shake, which only made him finger fuck me harder and lick me faster. Bringing me so close to the edge of my release, I was going to have the most intense orgasm of my life.
Through hooded eyes, I saw him start to stroke his cock and that was my undoing. I came so fucking hard I saw stars. I didn’t even have a second to recover before he picked me up, slamming me against door yet again and plunging deep inside me with one, hard thrust.
“Fuck,” he loudly groaned against my parted lips. “You make me so goddamn crazy,” was the last thing he said as he slowly pushed in and out of me.
Savoring the moment.
“Take me like you want,” I raspingly demanded, licking his lips and scratching at his back. “Fuck me,” I whispered close to his ear in a seductive tone.
I didn’t have to tell him twice. He was never rough with me, we always made love, but I wanted him to own me.
To break me in every way possible.
Mentally.
Emotionally.
Sexually.
“Lean back,” he huskily ordered,
I did as I was told. He placed one of his hands around my throat and his other on my hip, gripping hard. Applying ample pressure to both. I knew there would be markings all over my body when he was done having his way with me, but I didn’t care. I wanted them.
Every. Last. One.
He forcefully and urgently made me bounce on his cock as he slammed into me with his own movements. I had never felt him that deep before and the pain along with the pleasure was enough to drive me to the point of no return.
I sucked in a breath. “Your cock feels so fucking big. I’m so wet for you.”
He growled and clutched my hips harder, nothing turned him on more than filthy words coming out of my mouth. He angled my body in a way where I felt like I was going to fall.
“I got you,” he breathed out, reading my body.
