Page 18 of Loco

He finally pulled back so we could catch a much-needed breath.

“Loco!” I panted, feeling my heart pound.

“What did I tell you earlier?” he grated, running his mouth along the side of my neck and curve of my shoulder. His hot breath bathing me. “I want to hear my real name on your lips.”

“Tucker!” I corrected. “Please fuck me, Tucker!” I didn’t care that I sounded like a desperate woman. I was. It had been so long since I’d been with a man, one who knew what he was doing. His large, capable hands cupped my bottom, giving the fleshy mounds a rough squeeze before he lifted me and grinded me over the ridge of his large cock.

He growled low and hot behind my ear. “Gonna fuck your fine ass, but first I’m gonna fuck that sweet tasting pussy.”

His filthy words turned me on, even though I had some hesitation about letting him fuck me in the ass. I quivered and moaned, digging my nails into his back. He grunted and began to carry me through the room.

“Where’s your bedroom, baby?” The husky croak of his voice revealed he was just as turned on and needy as I was.

“Keep going the way you’re going. First room past the bathroom.” The whole time I licked and kissed his neck. His skin was smooth and tight in spite of the corded muscles and veins, his scent a mixture of smoke, leather, and man.

We reached my bed in no time. Loco lowered us onto the spread. I was forced to unlock my legs from around his waist when he pulled away to stand on his feet. He kept his smoldering eyes on me he while he kicked off his boots. I lowered mine and licked my lips with hunger when his hands went to his pants. I held my breath as he lowered them, exposing his beautiful cock to me.

Holy hell, the man was big! The outline of his cock in his boxer briefs that day at the pool hadn’t done justice to the actual size and power of him. A hot bubble of wet arousal flooded my pussy. I couldn’t pull my eyes off the beautiful, throbbing shaft bobbing between his legs. It was long, curving upwards from the root where his tight, heavy balls hung. Thick veins lined the impressive girth, and a large, round, purplish head was leaking thick, creamy pre-cum.

My nostrils flared as I sucked in a deep breath, flooding my lungs with his musky arousal.

I licked my lips again, so eager for what he was about to do to me. He was about to drop down to me when he halted as though he’d just remembered something. I frowned, and then smiled through the haze of desire when he reached down for his pants and came back up flashing me a condom. He tore the packet open and I watched as he slowly rolled it down his length.

Eyes locked, he pumped his cock a few times, slowly from the head to the root, a sexy smirk on his handsome face. He was teasing me! Two could play at that game. I reached down and began to finger my pussy. Loco instantly frowned and dropped down onto me, removing my hand.

“Oh, no!” he rasped in a heavy breath. “Your orgasms are mine.”

I wasn’t sure what that meant, and was too preoccupied by the hot steel of him grinding against my pussy to really care. “Tucker…” I could barely get the word out. I spread my legs wider and willed his cock where I wanted it. “Fuck me!” I demanded.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head with one of his. His other hand took his cock, rubbing the head up and down my soaked slit. I moaned with frustration, hating him at that moment.

“Damn you!” I gasped, straining against the hand holding mine down, twisting my love-starved body beneath his. “Stick your cock inside me, Tucker!”

He growled his pleasure and did just that, and it was no slow and easy entry. He slammed all the way in until his balls slapped my ass. I screamed, bowing sharply to accept every inch of him. Even though I was wet I could still feel the stretch and burn of his deep penetration. My pussy clenched around his girth, dragging another groan from Loco.

Then he began to fuck me in earnest.

Hard.

Fast.

Driving us both a little mad.

He grunted every time he bottomed out.

I whimpered and hoped that he never stopped. It felt too good. He released my hands, stopping long enough to lift my legs over his shoulders. The change allowed him deeper access, and every downward stroke tortured my aching clit. I was a quivering, wet mess. Spurred on when he lowered his face to my breasts, I gripped the taut cheeks of his ass and forced him tighter against me.

“Tucker!” My orgasm caught me by surprise, it happened so fast. It was intense, sending my body into a series of wild spasms that would have unseated a lessor man. As my pussy squeezed and clenched around his hard, pounding cock, Loco’s hands squeezed my breasts together as he tongued the cleavage.

“Oh, God!” I cried as a second orgasm crested right behind the first, stealing what little breath I had left. Spots danced behind my eyes as I lost a second of consciousness.

Loco erupted at the same time. He held his swelling cock deep inside my clenching body and emptied himself in the condom. He came so hard I could feel it. His groans were muffled by my breasts, the muscles in his back tightening beneath my hands. We lay there for what felt like hours, sweaty and panting for control. After a few minutes, Loco turned his face away from my breasts, but remained laying on them.

“Am I too heavy for you?” he asked hoarsely.

I smiled. He didn’t sound like he’d have the strength to move if I said yes, but I wasn’t going to test that because I didn’t want him to move. “No.” Even after he’d come and collapsed on top of me there was nothing soft about him, and I liked all that muscular hardness against me. Besides, we were still joined by his softening cock.

“You took a lot out of me, woman.” His warm breath brushed over my nipple. “That’s saying something, considering my stamina.”

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