"Oh, God," I moan.
He chuckles low in his throat, clearly pleased with himself.
Then, without warning, he plunges two fingers deep inside me, making me cry out.
"Fuck," he groans, pumping into me, his fingers stroking the sweet spot deep within. "You're always so fucking wet for me, baby."
I can only moan in response, my mind clouded by pleasure.
He keeps fucking me with his fingers, his thumb rubbing my clit, the sensations sending waves of pleasure through my body.
"Cole, please," I beg.
"Please what?"
"I need you," I gasp.
He chuckles, withdrawing his fingers and moving closer. I can feel the tip of his cock pressingagainst my entrance, teasing me.
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes," I pant, pushing back against him.
He grips my hips, holding me steady as he thrusts into me, filling me completely.
"Fuck," he groans, his fingers digging into my skin.
"Yes," I gasp, arching into him.
He pounds into me, his rhythm fast and hard, the sensation overwhelming.
I moan, clutching the sheets and burying my face in the pillow, bracing myself as he slams into me over and over, driving me closer and closer to the edge.
"That's right, baby. Take it," he growls, his hips pistoning faster and harder.
"Cole," I gasp, teetering on the edge.
"Cum for me, Annie," he commands. "Let go."
The orgasm blows through me so quickly, it takes my breath away. I can barely make a sound as I spasm with pleasure, pulsing around his big cock inside me.
He grunts, gripping my hips tighter and thrusting deeper, once, twice.
Then all at once, he's not inside me anymore. The absence of his cock has me gasping and collapsing to the bed, a little stunned, a little confused.
Until he flips me over.
My head falls to the pillow, and I gaze up at him, dazed. He's on his knees, his hard, muscled body on full display, and his hand wrapped around his thick cock.
"You look so fucking good like this," he rasps, pumping his hand up and down his shaft.
"Like what?"
He leans forward, caging me with his arms. "Flushed and fucked."
My lips part, but no words come out.
He leans in closer, his mouth almost touching mine, and I can't help but lean in too, eager for the taste of his lips.