“What?” I asked, curious about what had caught her attention.
“Nothing.”
“Tell me,” I demanded, wiggling my fingers in mock threat.
She tilted her head, sending waves of hair cascading over her shoulder. “Uh oh, someone pulled out the big guns.”
I snickered.
“I was just thinking that for as much as I can feel your arousal, seeing it is almost more powerful.”
“I can show you how much I want you any time you like. In dreams or real life.”
A pinch of her nipple had her gasping and grinding against my pelvis. My cock was hard and ready for her, but this position wouldn’t work without some adjustments. All she had to do was lean forward and give me access.
I shifted my hips to give her a little nudge. “I need you to move so I can put a baby in you.”
Her soft intake of breath and the way her eyes widened had me leaking precum in anticipation of the feel of her cunt wrapped around me. “How do you want me?”
“Lean forward and kiss me, Red. I’ll take care of the rest.”
She made a soft humming sound as she leaned down, her hair a curtain around our faces. It created an immediate sense of privacy. Like even out here in the middle of a field, we were the only two people in existence.
“Hey, Chaos?”
“Hmm?”
“You ever had sex at the circus?”
“What?” I asked, so fucking confused by the topic shift.
“It’s fucking in tents.”
I laughed but pulled her closer. “Stop making jokes and kiss me, woman.”
As our lips met, I lifted my hips, lining up with her already wet opening. I wouldn’t admit it to her, but I needed this as much as she did, just in a different way. Mine was a hunger based on craving, though I’d argue it was every bit as crucial to my survival as hers.
I drank in the sound of her gasp as I slid home in one smooth thrust.
“Fuck, your pussy squeezes me so tight,” I groaned. “Fucking made for me.”
“Look at you, knowing just how to sweet talk a girl.”
“There’s plenty more where that came from, but I wouldn’t call it sweet talk.”
She rolled her hips, and I groaned in response. “What would you call it?”
“Dirty.”
“Show me.”
I grabbed her by the nape and kissed her as she moved over my length again and again, biting her lower lip until she whimpered. Then, after finally letting her up for air, I looked into her lust-filled eyes and said, “Ride me like you want to milk every drop of cum from me until there’s no way you won’t be pregnant when we’re done.”
Her reaction was instant. Her pussy walls clamped down hard, as if begging me to do exactly that.
Palming her ass, I took control of her movements. I might be on the bottom, but I was still in charge.
She sat up, tossing her head back and giving me the most perfect view of her full tits as she writhed and rolled. Every time I brushed up against one special spot inside her, she flooded my cock with more wetness.