Page 17 of Fighter's Enemy


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She lay on her back on the counter, and I entered her tightness, thrusting deeply and intensively. She wrapped her hand around my neck, encouraging me to continue as she moaned in pleasure. I vowed to make her scream once again, ensuring she knew I had complete control.

"Fuck me, baby... harder... oh, fuck, yes..." she pleaded as I increased the intensity of my thrusts. I felt myself losing control, so I pulled out and grabbed her waist, bringing her closer to face me. I made her stand, and she eagerly complied.

"Oh, yes... I love it... oh, baby, oh, fuck," she expressed her pleasure.

She held onto me tightly as I continued to penetrate her, eliciting groans of satisfaction from both of us. My hands explored her breasts, firmly squeezing them. Her words aroused me further, and I longed to release my climax.

"Oh, yes... I love it... I love you fucking me... I love your presence inside me," she exclaimed, and those words pushed me closer to the edge.

She moaned once more, her legs giving way. I held her up, supporting her weight as I continued thrusting. I turned her around, pushed her against the mirror, and observed us in the reflection. She placed her hands on the mirror, allowing me to watch us in the midst of our passionate encounter.

"Fuck me harder... fuck me... oh, yes... yes, yes, yes... ohhh, god... ohhh, baby... ohhh... ohhh..." she cried out in ecstasy.

I pounded into her vigorously, relishing in her pleasure-filled screams. Sensing my impending climax, she met my gaze through the mirror, intensifying our connection.

"Cum, baby, cum for me... cum inside me... cum... oh, yes... ohhh, yes... cum, baby... cum in me... ohhh, yes..." she screamed, encouraging me to release my essence.

I thrust into her with every ounce of energy, my eyes tightly shut as I climaxed, groaning loudly as I emptied myself inside her, feeling the warmth of my release. She moaned loudly as I continued to thrust, withdrawing finally with my cum dripping out of her, witnessing it trickling onto the counter. I grabbed her hair, pulled her close and kissed her passionately. I pulled back, turning her to face me, and lifted her in my arms, carrying her weightlessly.

I desired to continue our lovemaking, to make her climax repeatedly with my tender touch.

"Do you want more?" I asked, staring into her eyes. She looked at me, then down at my aroused state, her hand gently touching me.

"Yes, please," she whispered.

I gently placed her on the ground, withdrawing myself and making her bend over the counter. I entered her from behind, admiring the way her breasts swayed with each thrust. The sound of the door opening and closing in the restroom went unnoticed. At that moment, all that mattered was making love to my Kayla, and fulfilling our desires. I held her hips firmly, pounding into her with increasing intensity.

"Fuck... fuck me... harder... oh, god... I want more," she pleaded.

I continued to thrust forcefully, withdrawing briefly before entering her once more. She groaned as she felt the warmth of my shaft within her. I grabbed her hair, lifting her up against my chest, her legs feeling the residue of my release, the evidence of our passionate encounter. I gazed into her eyes, filled with desire and pure lust.

"I want you always, Kalya. You are all mine," I declared, amazed by the possessiveness that consumed me, my craving of her. She nodded, her smile radiating warmth.

"Yes, baby... you are mine, and I am yours," she affirmed.

I smiled at her and kissed her tenderly, our tongues entwined. I penetrated her gently, making love to her in this public toilet, our bodies united in passion. I withdrew from her, observing the evidence of our intimacy running down her thighs and onto my cock. I held her waist, lifting her onto the counter, spreading her legs once more, and indulged in pleasuring her with my tongue. I sucked on her clit as she gasped, watching her in the mirror.

"Oh, yes, yes, oh, yes... baby... oh, yes," she cried out.

I lavished attention on her sensitive area, and her moans grew louder as I flicked my tongue across her clit, passionately kissing her essence. She shuddered, succumbing to a powerful climax, her sweet juice flowing into my mouth, her cries echoing throughout the restroom.

She reclined on the counter as I stood before her, her eyes filled with desire. I adjusted my attire, dressing myself. I was still hard, and I needed to cum the second time, but I knew that her pleasure was my main concern. Also, the hesitant knock on the door was really a boner killer.

"You were incredible, baby," she praised, her words filled with admiration. I grinned and kissed her softly, her arms encircling my neck. I withdrew slightly and looked at her.

"You taste exquisite. I love going down on you," I confessed, causing her to blush and smile.

"Thank you, baby," she responded, grinning. "So, should we go again?”

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KAYLA

Sex with Logan was crazy—way more crazy than crazy. He complimented my innermost wild desire as we both burned for each other. I couldn't believe we were going at it again. This time there was nothing gentle about the way we were fucking.

It was raw and pure primal lust.

"Spank me," I pleaded. I was way past that stage of softness, I needed to be fucked hard, rough, and squirted till I could take no more, that was all I wanted. I didn't know how, but Logan had unlocked this wild part of me that I never knew existed.

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