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Wyatt holds my waist, ensuring I don’t fall as I climb on top of him. Positioning myself, I sink slowly, one barbell at a time, giving myself time to adjust.
“Holy fucking shit. I knew this would be even better,” he rasps, thrusting up as he slams my hips down.
“Yes,” I scream, feeling every inch of him bare for the first time. His piercings rub my walls, creating a sensation that makes my pussy clench.
Wyatt hisses once he’s buried to the hilt, and I feel so fucking full. “I don’t know if I’m going to make it. It’s been too long, and your sweet pussy is gripping my cock, demanding to be filled.”
Bucking his hips, Wyatt sets a grueling pace, and I feel so much all at once. “Don’t stop,” I beg, grinding down before I lift back up and slam down his length.
“Never,” he grunts, bouncing me up and down to meet each slam of his dick. His movements become jerky, and I know he’s about to come.
“Fucckkkk,” Wyatt shouts as warm jets of cum paint my walls, but he doesn’t stop. Instead, he stands, and I wrap my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck as he carries me into my room.
I’m being lowered to the bed when he pulls out. “No,” I protest.
“Oh, I’m nowhere near being finished with you, Love. Turn over and get on your knees,” he commands, helping me.
Wyatt positions himself at my entrance, rolling his hips until I’m completely full of him. His fingers glide up my spine as he leans forward. Then he holds onto my shoulders, using the leverage to pump his length deeper inside.
One hand drops from my shoulder, but Wyatt’s strokes never stop. I feel a cool burst of air before his palm connects with my ass, and I clamp around him.
“Jesus. . . Fuck. I’m going to fuck you to sleep, then fuck you awake,” he promises, and my walls clench. The prospect of being asleep and being woken up on his dick is appealing.
Wyatt’s hand moves from my shoulder to around my throat as he sits back slowly, pulling me into an angled sitting position. Then both his hands grip my ass before he doubles his pace.
“Oh. . . hhh. . . shit. . . ttt,” I stammer. My voice vibrates with each bounce on his cock. I can feel myself growing wetter. The sounds of my arousal around him have me panting, edging me that much closer to my release.
“I need to see your face when you come, Love,” Wyatt states before he slowly pulls out of me.
Bending forward, I begin to crawl toward my headboard. “Ouch,” I squeak when smacks my ass.
“Don’t move,” he demands, halting me. Moments later, I feel his body heat. “Open those thighs for me, Riri. I want to see my cum dripping from my pretty pussy.”
Gasping, I part my legs. Wyatt growls, and my nipples grow taut. His cool tongue licks the length of my slit, sucking our mixed arousal. “W-Wyatt,” I breathe, fighting the urge to fall. “I need to turn.”
He hums, making me shiver. Then his lips are gone, and he’s helping me get situated. I’m lying back on my pillows when he fills me in one stroke, stealing the air from my lungs. Next, my legs are being spread before Wyatt is holding them open by my ankles.
Staring down at me, he rolls his hips, the muscles of his stomach flexing, showcasing every one of his abs. “You’re dripping for me. Your pussy is so fucking wet it’s dripping down my balls.”
I throw my head back when his hips snap forward, grinding down before pulling back and snapping forward again. Each time, his pace increases. I’m so damn close.
“Fuck. I could watch your pussy swallow my dick for hours, but I feel your walls clamping down on me. Do you want me to make you come, Love?”
My only response is gripping my pillows and rising to meet his strokes as my walls begin to flutter. “Oh shit, Ry. You’re so fucking—” He never finishes his sentence. On his next thrust, I scream. My orgasm rips through me with such force I explode.
Wyatt’s back bows, and I feel his cum shoot inside me. But he quickly pulls out, releasing my legs and grabbing his shaft. He stands, straddling my waist. He grabs my hair, and I open my mouth, sucking him down my throat.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuckkkk,” he roars as he begins to fill my mouth. “I need to see you covered in my cum.” Then he pulls from my mouth, and jets of cum hit my face and down my chest. Wyatt releases one last groan before a smile grows on his face.
Wyatt kneels in front of me and grips the back of my neck. “I knew you’d look beautiful drenched in my cum,” he groans, leaning over and licking a path up my chest. His lips wrap around my nipple, and I reach down and grab his head.
My body comes alive again as his tongue swirls around the raised peak. “It’s too much,” I squeak but hold him in place when he attempts to move. “Don’t you dare.”
Wyatt laughs, nipping me. The action makes me squirm. Then his fingers disappear between my legs, parting my folds and playing in my juices before lightly rolling my clit between two digits.
My legs begin to shake as my body hurdles toward another orgasm when he bites down on my nipple, rubbing small, fast circles until I bellow his name.
Spent, I collapse on the bed and hum a contented sigh, succumbing to sleep.
