“Open those pretty legs, you’re about to get it,” he says as he rips his T-shirt off over his head. His broad chest comes into view, his rippled abdomen, and his bronze olive skin. His dark hair is hanging in curls over his forehead, and the way he is looking at me…
Never have I seen a more beautiful man.
He unzips his jeans and slides them and his boxers down his legs and kicks them off.
My eyes drop down his body, his cock is hard and engorged with thick veins coursing down the length of it.
Good god.
I open my legs, drunk on his testosterone.
He goes to the bathroom and returns with a bottle of lube. “What are you doing?”
He puts it on his fingers and smears it through the lips of my sex. “The only thing touching you tonight is my cock.”
Fuck.
Arousal screams through my body as he climbs over me. I put my hands on his thick quad muscles as they cradle inside my open legs. His teeth graze my skin and his hot breath sends shivers up my spine.
Holding himself up on his elbow, he slides the tip of his engorged cock through the lips of my sex, rubbing the lube into me as he stares down at me. I know why he wants it like this, where he’s hardly touched me.
He wants me to struggle to take him.
Not a chance…I’m going to eat him alive.
He pushes forward, and I feel the burn of the stretch, I whimper and he takes my lips in his. The kiss as aggressive as the claim he’s taking down below.
“Open those fucking legs,” he growls.
I can hardly breathe. I open a little farther and he surges forward. In to the hilt.
My body ripples around him as it struggles with his size.
And then he kisses me, soft and with tenderness. “I love you,” he murmurs as his eyes search mine. “I’ve waited so long for this night.”
Tears escape and run into my ears. “And I love you.”
He surges forward and I whimper, but it falls on deaf ears because he lifts my legs up over his shoulders and slams in deep.
I feel him sink into my bones as he takes his claim on my body.
No longer mine…but his.
Arousal so deep and primal that I can taste it.
He begins to ride me, deep, punishing pumps where the bed hits the wall and my toes curl…I can’t hold it.
He’s too much, too…inside every inch of me.
I cry out as I come hard, shuddering and shaking as I moan out of control.
His pumps get harder, quicker, he’s no longer in control, the need to finish and come inside of me has taken him over.
He tips his head back and moans as he comes deep inside my body. We pant as we hold each other…and I am ruined forever.
But I’m not ruined, I’ve been saved.
My dream came true.