Page 38 of Don Caselli

“Dooonn, oooo, umm,” I couldn’t control my face.

So much for wanting to look cute with my first hookup ever. I knew I had an ugly ass face while this man held me and slammed me down onto him.

“What I tell you about that, Bleu… what you supposed to call me?”

“Umm…ahmm, ehhh,” I couldn’t make the words out because he wouldn’t let up on me. He kissed my shoulder without losing his stride. “Land…Landon,” I gasped out while all my strength went into my nails as I scratched his back.

His gold chain slapped against his chest, while the vein on the side of his head emerged. He bit my shoulder, then kissed it like it was an apology he didn’t mean.

“Why you looking at me like that, Bleu? Don’t tell me you falling for me,” his cocky ass grunted, because I was probably looking at him exactly like that. “You wanted to be fucked, right?”

“Uh hmmmm,” I moaned out as I held onto him tighter, and he lifted me up and then slammed me down.

“Fuck you so damn tight… you gripping my shit, Bleu… tell me what else you need? Let me know… I wanna make shit easy for you.”

My eyes could barely focus as our eyes met. “I…I… I’m about.”

“Not yet… I want you to look at me… focus… look at me, Bleu.”

It was hard as fuck to do it, but I held onto him and looked into his eyes. His thick lips were swollen from us kissing, and the way he licked his lips as if he wasn’t in the midst of drilling the shit out of me.

“I’m trying, Landon… trying,” I said, nearly breathless because he hadn’t stopped. The fuck did he do for stamina? It was almost like he would never become tired or ever reach his peak.

“You know you beautiful, huh?”

“Uh hmmm.”

“Sexy fucking ass… you been needing a fucking like this, hmm?”

I was trying to focus, but the way he spoke to me had me ready to unleash. “I have… I can’t.”

Keeping one hand on my hip, his other hand held my face as he looked in the eyes. “Feel that baby… feel it… you stretching to fit me… tell me how it feels?”

“Good… soooo fucking good!” I screamed out.

His hand gripped my ass tighter. “You like when I make you feel good? Tell me… matter fact, show me that I make you feel good.”

I held his face and shoved my tongue down his throat, while his hand returned to my waist, and slammed me down even harder. “Hold it for me… don’t let it go until I’m ready.”

“Until… until you ready?” I blurted.

Wham!

His hand came down onto my ass and I squealed as I bit down on his neck. “Until I’m fucking ready. You told me you wanted to be fucked. I’m doing what you asked. Tell me no, Bleu.”

I couldn’t tell him no because I wanted this. Feeling my pussy stretched around him as he relentlessly fucked me was something I needed. I bit down on his shoulder and screamed into it while we both collected sweat, and he never stopped.

His body slowed down, and he lifted me up and down slowly while looking at me. “Coat my dick for me, Bleu.”

Landon’s crooked smile, the sweat that accumulated on his forehead and his muscles bulging from holding me in this position and doing what I asked him had me ready. It almost felt like I was peeing with how hard I came.

His body twitched, and I could feel him pulsating inside of me. Just that quick, he switched, and he was so gentle as hekissed my lips down to my chest. I felt his hands roam all over my ass as he pecked every piece of me.

Collapsing on my back, I stared at him, not knowing what to say or do. His fingers slid down my body, gently, and with intention. As if he was making my body a promise without saying a word.

He climbed out the bed, his dick still erect and wanting more. Landon also knew his limits and knew he would crush me if he went again. “I ain’t no fucking stranger no more either. Come on, Bleu, we going to my crib so I can shower and change.”

“I cannot even walk… we can’t take the train,” I complained and put the pillow over my head.

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