Page 17 of Falling For His Badass

She hooks her ankles behind my back. Her hard stiletto heel digs into my ass cheek as she tries to force my cock further inside. Not wanting to rip her, I control the flow. As my cock inches its way inside, she begins pumping her pussy along the shaft that’s penetrating her. When I’m deep enough inside, her lips latch onto mine and my tongue fills her mouth. She sucks it hard when I’m stretching her, then she rolls it around hers when she’s grinding me.

The tag teaming is making it hard not to cum. Concentrating on holding her, I manager to control the fuck.

When she has accepted all of my cock, I walk her to the wall, pinning her against it again. Then I withdraw it and thrust. My cock slides in.Goddamn, she feels good.

When I hit bottom, she moans. I withdraw it, then thrust again. She moans louder. The sound is such a turn on, and so satisfying.

Picking up speed, moving faster and faster, I pound her pussy. Our kiss forgotten; she starts to chant. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

The sound of our sex grows louder and louder as my heavy breathing combines with the slamming of her body up against the wall, the squishing of our juices, the smacking of our nakedness colliding, and the cries of her mantra. I ram my rod inside her, and it takes all my will power to stave off my orgasm until she’s ready.

I begin my own silent mantra.

This.

Is.

Our.

First.

Fuck.

And.

She.

Must.

Never.

Forget.

It.

When she seizes up, holding her breath, and straining against my cock, I pull out to the edge, then pause. Her fingers constrict on my back, and I thrust as hard as I can into her, releasing my explosion deep inside.

Wham!

The first spurt of semen blasts my tingling core with such force that I gasp, and as the thick cum oozes over it, my whole body focuses on that one spot. Almost instantly, his hard cock hammers it and I scream at the top of my lungs as my mind explodes with pleasure.

“OH.”

“MY.”

“GOD!”

Over and over again, waves and waves of sweet sensations rack my body from head to toe as B.A. delivers the goods, snorting like the gorilla he is.

When I return to reality, he is holding me in the same position pinned against the wall. I look into his deep green eyes and see peace.

“Hey,” he grins. “Welcome back.”

I blush, then laugh. “Wow!”

He chuckles. “We made a mess.”

I joke. “Youmade a mess.”

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