Page 64 of Four of Hearts

I got up and turned around, kneeling onto the couch, and leaning forward with my forearms resting on the back.

I arched my back and stuck out my ass before turning my head to look at him. I watched as he reached down to the coffee table, grabbing a condom from the pack they had left on there last night.

Once he put it on, he positioned himself behind me, with his left hand on his cock, and the other on my ass. He squeezed tightly, pulling apart my cheeks as he ran his tip through my wet folds.

“All this for me. Fuck, baby, you’re so goddamn wet.”

I moaned in response to his words, and when his tip pressed against my entrance, I arched my back even more to help him find his way inside.

“Easy, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. You handled the other guys pretty well, but I can tell you that I won’t be as gentle. I want to fuck this pussy hard.”

His words took my breath away. “Yes, please,” I begged, wiggling my ass to tease him.

“Hold still, Lola. Let me take good care of this cunt.”

His tip pressed against my entrance, and he took his sweet time entering me. Once he pushed forward, he reached out with his right hand to cup my neck. He pushed me down to keep my in place, with his left hand on my ass now, and after pulling back slightly, he thrusted into me.

I cried out with pleasure, unable to be quiet.

“Fuuuck, yes!” he groaned, holding himself in me to get used to my tightness. “This might be the tightest cunt I’ve ever had, and I don’t think I want any other from now on.”

Good, because I wouldn’t let that happen.

I smiled, pleased with the way we made each other feel.

He started to move his hips back and forth, and with every thrust, he hit the right spot deep inside of me. I moaned and let him set the pace, but I pushed back into him every once in a while, needing for him to fuck me harder.

That’s what he promised me, after all.

“Harder,” I begged.

He tightened his grip on my neck and pulled me up to make me lean against his chest, and with his left hand, he reached around to cup my tits.

His face was buried into the side of my neck, and I reached up to place my hand at the back of his head. “God, yes! Don’t stop. Harder!”

He listened, and his thrusts became harder each time. “Love this pussy. Fuck, I wanna stay inside it all night. Feels so fucking good, kitten.”

His words made me squirm, and they turned me on even more than I already was. His grunts had been enough to make me horny, but when he spoke, I felt like exploding right then.

I felt the orgasm build inside of me, and I felt his cock pump against my walls. He was close too.

He pushed me down again, holding me in place with his right hand on my lower back, and his left hand squeezing my ass. “Fuuuck, yes. Squeeze my dick with that tight pussy, baby. Show me just how much you want my cum.”

Oh, I wanted it so desperately that I started pushing back into him, meeting his thrusts every time.

My knees were about to give in, and as he slapped my ass cheek hard, I finally reached that high I was craving so much.

I heard my own scream in the distance, followed by his loud groans, before I almost blacked out.

My breathing was heavy, and the next thing I felt was his warm cum all over my back. I looked back with tired eyes as strings of white shot out of him.

“Fucking perfect,” he muttered, watching the artwork he had just finished. He was gently rubbing my ass and hip with one hand, while holding the used condom in his other. When his eyes met mine, we both smiled.

“How are you feeling, baby?”

“Good. Tired, but good. That was incredible,” I told him.

“I loved doing this alone with you, but I can’t wait to share you with the others. Watching you last night was great, but I wished I could’ve joined.”

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