Page 75 of Mayhem
Getting out a few seconds later, he followed her down the hall, a small distance between them. He removed his wallet from his back pocket, pulled out a condom, and replaced his wallet.
Cruz closed and locked the door behind them as soon as they entered her apartment. He took the corner of the condom wrapper between his teeth as he advanced on her. He put his hand on her back, pushing her over the back of the couch, andshe let out a gasp. He was sure he’d surprised her since she didn’t see him coming.
With his other hand, he reached around, unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, and pushed them down past her knees. He ripped the wrapper open with his teeth, spitting the edge to the side, as he undid his jeans, pushing them down to his thighs and freeing his dick over the top of his boxers.
Once he had the condom free of the wrapper, he slid it down his dick with one hand, the other still on her back. Cruz rubbed his dick along her pussy, listening to her moan before he pushed into her. His patience was non-existent at that moment, and while he might take his time in round two, right now, all he wanted was for her to cum for him. He gripped her waist as he began to fuck her, pulling her back to meet each of his thrusts.
“Cruz, baby, wait.”
“Nah, Maly. I want you to cum for me, and I’m not waiting to get it.”
She was up on her toes, and he removed his hand from her back, gripping her other hip, and lifted her lower half to angle her just where he wanted her. She gasped as her feet left the floor, and Cruz abused that bundle of nerves he knew would have her cumming for him.
Her moans filled the living room, and he wondered if her neighbors could hear her, wondered if they knew he was deep in her guts. If they didn’t, they would. The force behind his thrusts increased, and he watched her grip the back of the couch.
“Come on, Maly. Don’t you want to cum for me? Be a good girl and let me have it.”
“Cruz, please.”
“Unless you’re begging me for more, to let you cum, I don’t want to hear it.”
“Yes, baby. I’m…fuck, I’m going to cum.”
He leaned back, angling his hips more, and though he knew it was impossible, he tried to push deeper, further. Join their bodies as one.
“Let it out. Good girls cum when they’re told to. So, show me how fucking good you can be for me.”
Cruz punctuated the command with a hard thrust, and Erin’s legs began to shake. His name ripped from her lips like the last word she’d ever speak, and her pussy clamped around him as she came. He held himself still, allowing her to ride out the high.
He talked her through it, his words causing her pussy to spasm, and he pulled more moans from her as he removed her shoes, tossed them aside, and removed her shorts, moving them where they fell. He pulled out of her, placing her on her feet before turning her around and sitting her on the back of the couch. Sliding back into her, he watched the pleasure pass over her face.
Erin reached for the hem of his shirt, and he allowed her to take it off and throw it aside. She pulled him down, and he placed his lips to hers, letting her dictate their movements as he pulled out of her before snapping his hips and entering her again. She moaned into his mouth, and he took it down like the finest wine.
“Will you cum for me again?” he questioned against her lips, and she nodded. “Words, Maly. Will you cum for me again?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll cum for you again.”
He began to thrust into her. “Mm. Will you cum for me as many times as I ask you to?”
“I…”
Cruz nipped her lower lip. “Will you?”
“Yes, I will.”
He moaned as he brought a hand up to cup the side of her face. “So good for me. Willing to give me exactly what I want.”
Erin whimpered against his lips, and Cruz smirked. “I almost forgot how much you enjoyed hearing how good you were. Hearing how good this tight little pussy feels.” He ran his tongue over her lower lip and stroked her cheek with his thumb. “How it’s the only one I want. Howyou’rethe only one I want.”
“Cruz, please.”
“You know that, right, baby?”
Erin nodded. “Yes, yes, I know. Just please.”
“I’m not stopping you, Maly. Let that shit go. Give it to me. Don’t make me tell you again.”
“Fuck!” she exclaimed as she threw her head back, and Cruz attached his lips to the hollow of her neck as he fucked her through her orgasm. Her body responded to his words and commands as if he’d programmed her to do so.
