Page 81 of Give Me a Chance
I dive into her pussy, tongue first, and lap at her already soaked core, her moans and curses filling my house.
“Yes, so good!” she screams. I continue tongue fucking her when she tries to get further away from me, but I keep her thighs strongly in place.
“I-I need you inside of me, I need to feel you. I need to come around your cock!” I wouldn’t dare deny her.
Picking her up by the waist, I bring us into the living room and lie her down onto the carpet. My bedroom seems a mile away while this need for her thrums in my veins.
I kiss her thoroughly before dropping my shorts and lining myself up with her entrance. We both moan as I slowly enter her. She’s drenched and so fucking hot.
“You’re so fucking wet for me. You drive me crazy,” I murmur as I pump into her at a languid pace.
“More,” she demands. “Fuck me harder.”
My hips meet hers as I bury myself to the hilt. Picking up my pace, I lower my head to lick her nipple, eliciting a loud moan.
“You feel so fucking good, baby. Your pussy was made for this cock.”
“Harder, Matt. I want it harder.”
I grab her legs, wrapping one of them tightly around my waist and pulling the other onto my shoulder and I thrust in harder. Her tits bounce from the force, so I continue, relishing the view.
My mind is in shambles as I try to hold out on an orgasm that’s already approaching. I press both my hands onto her neck, not applying too much pressure but using it as a tool to fuck her harder.
“Yes, Matt, fuck!” she screams as I pump into her. Pleasure builds at the base of my spine; I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold off.
I gently put some pressure on her throat making her gasp for breath. Blocking her airway, it only takes a second before her pussy flutters around my cock, telling me she’s ready to come. Leaving one hand on her throat, the other travels to her clit. I circle it with my thumb a few times, but the pleasure builds too strong inside of me.
“Fuck, I’m c-coming,” she screams, as her pussy grips my cock, pulling every last drop of cum from me.
There’s no way in hell I’d be ready to let this go. To let us go.
I clean us both up just enough to get to the bathroom where we take our time getting each other clean.
“Sorry, that wasn’t too romantic,” I say as we lie naked and spent in my bed.
“I guess it’s good I’m not the romantic type.” She chuckles.
“I never would have thought you were so kinky,” she continues. “You’re the nice guy you take home to meet your parents. Not the best sex of your life type of guy.”
“I don’t know how to take that.” I chuckle.
“It’s a compliment. Definitely a compliment.” She smirks.
“Ookay, then. Well, I was the nice guy before, to be honest. Now, I feel like I had an entire part of myself hidden until I met you. Like you’re bringing out something that comes quite naturally to me.”
“Your inner Dom?” she jokes.
“Guess so. Want to call me Sir?” I joke right back.
“Oh, if you’re expecting that, you have another thing coming.”
“And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She would never submit easily, and I fucking love it.
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The panic attack emotionally drained me. But as time goes by, I’m glad it happened—it’s like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
