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She moaned at such a dirty thought and greedily sucked his tongue, her hips arching up, curling against the weight of his desire, desperate to get it where she wanted it. Where she needed him. The head of his cock, hot and slick with pre-cum, slipped and slid between their bodies and left a slick trail down her belly to...
David pulled away, dragging his mouth from hers with a low growl.
“You’re so beautiful, Cass…” he growled, breathless, his voice hot and hungry, eyes holding hers as his crown pressed against her slick folds. “If you want to stop-”
Shaking her head, Cassandra didn’t give him a chance to finish. Stop? Like hell, she’d been waiting all her life to have him like this. No way was she about to stop now. Wrapping her legs around his waist and arching her hips, she urged him on, digging her heels into his backside so…
“Oh… fuck!” she gasped, her heart thundering in her ears as the world shrank down to the feeling of him inside her, his broad crest pressing through her sex, stretching her to her limit, filling her inch by delicious inch.
Oh god, it was too much! He was too much, too thick, too hard, too… big!
No, not big, huge, hung like a fucking stallion!
David could only groan a low, choked sound at the feeling of sliding into her warmth, her plush heat wrapping around him, sucking him in. It was the sweetest torture. Just watching her sexy little mouth open with that first sweet shock of penetration, her eyes widening, losing focus, rolling back before snapping forward in the rush of wild, untamed pleasure.
Fuck, it was a miracle he hadn’t cum already.
He knew he needed to be patient, to wait and let her adjust, but the urge, the need to take her, to rut, to fuck, to claim this little sex kitten as his own, was inexorable.
“M-Mr Street… Please…” Cassandra wasn’t entirely sure what she was pleading for.
The words left her in a rush as he rolled his hips, pulling out a little before driving back in.
Her back bowed up and off the sunbed at the feeling of being stretched so deliciously and stuffed to her limits. And not just in the physical sense. This feeling, the connection between them, the way he was watching her, it was all so intense. Way too intense. She’d never felt anything like it. Desperate to burn the feeling of him inside her to memory, she clenched around him.
“Oh fuck,” David hissed, squeezing his eyes shut against the sudden rush that nearly pushed him over the edge. “Don’t do that…”
“Mmm… sorry,” she panted, provocatively biting her lip. She wasn’t sorry, god she loved the way his cock was twitching inside her, thickening and hardening all the more.
“Oh, you naughty girl, so that’s the way you want to play it, huh?”
It happened so fast she could barely react, her pleasure drunk brain only really registering the way his cock surged inside her as the flair of his hips spread her thighs wide, opening her up in the very best of ways while those powerful hands raised her legs, guiding them up over his shoulders.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, staring down at her, gently, rocking his hips to emphasise his meaning as his hands ran down her legs to seize her waist. His hold was gentle, but firm, powerful, unescapable, and kept her pinned against his abdomen at just the right angle for her to see where their bodies joined.
“Yes…” she gasped, trying to meet his teasing roll with one of her own, but was restrained by the hold he had on her.
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes…” She could feel tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as each time he circled his hips, the flat of his abdomen ground over her clit. Growing desperate, maddened by the subtle tease of friction, she twisted and writhed, needing to break free, her hands tearing at the lounger’s cushion for any sort of leverage.
“You want more?”
“Oh… god… please, Mr… Street… you're… I… I’m…” Oh god, why was he being so cruel? She was so hot, hotter for it than she had ever been. Couldn’t he see that? See how badly she wanted him?
“That’s it, Cas, let it go, tell me what you want…” His voice was soft and low, but the predatory gleam in his eyes was pure deviance. He pulled back until just the tip remained inside her, leaving her feeling cold and empty.
Yet the sight of his cock, rising from her depths, wet and shiny with her cream, was unquestionably the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
“Yes, I want more! More! Fuck me more! Bury that big dick in me. Pound my tight little pussy, that’s your pussy, give it to me… give it to me- oh my god, oh my god, oh my go-oh!” Her pleas dissolved in a long moan as he drove back into her, going balls deep within her slick, eager walls in one smooth drive.
“That’s right, Cas, you’re mine now, mine. These beautiful tits. This tight little cunt. All mine.” He punctuated each claim with another curl of his hips, withdrawing and thrusting, emphasising his claims, determined to make sure she would never forget.
And she quickly lost herself in the feeling of his thick cock stretching her, filling her like nothing she had ever imagined.
“Yes. Yes! Yours, all yours! Oh god, hold me down, make me take it, make me watch your big fucking cock pound my little pussy, oh fuck, feels so good,” Cassandra moaned, her head rolling and her back bowing up off the lounger, offering her body up to him, letting him use her as he wanted, however he wanted.
And David couldn’t get enough of her.
