Page 19 of Power Twist

A feral growl pushes past my lips. My fingers make quick work of the sash barely holding the robe together, allowing the white material to slide from her shoulders and fall to the floor. Leaning back, I take in her disheveled hair and bright eyes before trailing down to her perky breasts and lower to the teasing center that’s sealed right over my dick, so desperate for release.

“I need a condom,” I mutter, relaxing my fingers from where they're squeezing her round ass cheeks.

The shake of her head pulls my attention back up.

“I'm on birth control,” she says, her focus on my lips. “I started last fall and didn't stop, you know, just in case….” A single shoulder lifts in a shrug. “I'm good if you are.”

The wall trembles at the impact of her back slamming against it. Her quick gasp pulls me back, worry etching my features.

“More,” she begs.

Mess likes it rough.I smirk down at the brunette vixen, mind spinning with all the things we can do.

“You want this?” I grunt as I flex my hips, pressing hard against her core. She cries out, but I smother the noise with my palm pressed to her lips. “Quiet, baby. Be a good girl and I'll give you what you want.”

Fuck, this isn't going to last long.

Releasing my tight grip on her right ass cheek, I tap her thighs, signaling for her to loosen her strong hold around my waist.

Her soft body slides down mine. A finger on her shoulder, I press down, urging her to keep going until she's on her knees in front of me. Wide hazel eyes gaze up, her tongue sliding along her lower lip in anticipation.

“You want it?” I nod to my dick that's tenting the front of my dark jeans. Gripping myself through the thick denim, I give it a squeeze. “Then get it.”

Immediately her fingers fly up to the waistband and fumble with the button. I hiss when the teeth of the zipper slide apart as the tease of a woman slowly pulls it down. I smack my palms against the wall, bracing myself at the slide of the pad of her thumb across the already slick head.

Warmth engulfs my length, sliding up and down as her mouth suctions from tip to base. Eyes closed, focusing on every sensation, I relax my neck and dangle my head between my shoulder blades.

Peeling my palm from the cool wall, I slide it around the back of her head, urging her deeper, faster.

My balls draw up tight. Fuck, I'm a pussy if I can't last thirty seconds of a damn blowjob.

I yank her head back by her hair, releasing my cock from her lips with a soft pop.

“Up,” I command, shoving my jeans the rest of the way down my thighs while simultaneously toeing off my shoes. Ripping my dark long-sleeve T-shirt over my head, I toss it behind me before stepping out of my pooled jeans. The moment she's standing, I fall to my knees in front of her and bury my nose between her thighs, inhaling deep. My dick bounces in the air, eager for his turn. The wall rattles when she falls against it. Applying pressure on the insides of her ankles, I urge her legs farther apart. Fingers on her hip bones, I slide both thumbs between her swollen lips, spreading her wide.

“Fuck, I think I love you,” I mutter as I lean forward, licking her dripping pussy.

“Me or my vagina?”

“Both.” Sucking her little nub between my lips, I easily slide a finger inside her wet entrance. “Look at how wet you are for me, baby.” Staring up at her, I flatten my tongue, licking her from my finger to her clit. Her eyes shutter closed as her fingers push into my hair, pressing my face harder to her center.

“Greedy.” I chuckle, adding another finger.

“More,” she gasps, tightening her hold on my head.

With one more lick, I tug both fingers out only to pop them into my awaiting open mouth. I stand, and she tips her head back to maintain the eye contact.

“Sweetest pussy I've ever tasted,” I say around my fingers with a smile, then push them between her lips, urging her to take a taste. Eyelids fluttering closed, she sucks on them, drawing my fingers deeper into her mouth. My dick throbs, precum trickling down the sides.

Gripping underneath her right knee, I hook her leg around my waist and slam into her.

Teeth sink into my knuckles, breath hissing past her parted lips. I pull my fingers free to wrap the other leg around me.

“Harder,” she urges, meeting my thrusts.

The soft flesh of her ass dimples between my fingers, no doubt leaving bruises behind.

Harsh inhales, the slapping of skin, and moans of pleasure fill the large bedroom as the scent of sex permeates the air. Her tight walls spasm just as she cries out, her head smacking the wall as her eyes slam shut. I watch in utter fascination as pleasure rolls through her body, her mouth gaping, breaths shallow and fast.

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