This moment with him looking at me the way he is. Those eyes, so blue, so bright, so light, staring at me and I see it… the sparkle of something I want. It was a void of nothingness the other day. Now there’s something there and it brings passion with it.
It brings passion with pure sensuality and warms my heart. But just for a few seconds. That is all. A few seconds then the darkness filled with the wave of sin comes rushing back, and I realize I want that too.
A bolt of fire lances through me, sending shivers of renewed arousal from his dominant forcefulness when he starts pounding harder. The tender moment is gone, but what he replaces it with makes me crave more and I arch unashamedly against him.
He shoves me into the wall again. It hurts but the pain feels good in tandem with the pleasure.
He angles me against the wall so he can fuck me harder and deeper. I just grasp his shoulders, holding on, enjoying his insane movements jackhammering into me.
I’m moaning and gasping at the same time, then I start grinding against him as the madness possesses me and I lose control.
My control has gone somewhere. I don’t know where and right now I don’t want it back. I don’t want to care about anything, nothing besides right now and being with this man in this insatiable moment.
He smiles that wicked smile as he continues to fuck me when he sees how bad I want him.
“Naughty girl, you want to fuck me too,” he growls reminding me of the predator again and pausing his thrusts so I can grind my hips against him. He catches my face again and the smile becomes raw. “Tell me what you want angel.”
“I want you,” I moan.
My declaration seems to drive him wilder than he already is and his next smile tells me he’s not done with me yet.
Then shit, before I know it, he moves away from the wall with me, and backtracks to the bed.
He sits on the edge and adjusts me so I straddle him.
“Ride me baby, fuck me however you want,” he commands, giving me control.
Nothing is sexier than the words that fell from his lips and it makes me really lose it.
With his cock so hard inside me, searing the walls of my pussy, I ride him, moving my hips over him while he secures one confident hand behind my ass.
The way he looks, so in control and powerful, fuels my movements. I can’t believe I’m with a man like this.
He enjoys all that I give him and moves closer so that my breasts can bounce in his face as I ride his cock.
“Fucking perfect. My turn,” he grabs my ass with both hands and resumes control.
It’s like what he does with everything. Takes back control, showing me he’s boss. Reminding me I gave myself to him.
Reminding me I’m his.
I get that feeling again, like he can read my damn mind.
I’m inclined to believe it now. There isn’t exactly anything to make me refute it.
Nick takes back control over me and starts pounding up into me in tandem with the movement of my hips. It’s all him now, all him.
I stop and just hold on while he gives me a faint smile, then it disappears from his face and the vein in his neck bulges at the same time his cock hammers into me.
I’m coming again.
I’m there again at the edge of madness and he’s right there beside me, with me, as our bodies slap together and the echo fills the room.
I scream into my release and he shouts his too and we both give in to mutual surrender.
The hot spray of his cum spritzes into me and floods me, coating my walls. Pulsing in my core. It invigorates me and I draw in a deep breath while I still hold on to him.
We’re both breathing hard, trying to come down from the high we were lifted on. His eyes search mine as we look at each other.