Page 43 of Life To My Flight

She leapt into my arms once I was close enough to her. I wrapped one arm around her back, and the other around her thigh.

The tips of my fingers grazed her pussy, and she moaned as she slammed her mouth down on mine.

This kiss was nothing like it was in the bar.

This one was all desperation.

Hands, arms, fingers, tongue, hair pulling.

This was the type of sex that was so long overdue that neither one of us had any control.

My fingers went further into her wet heat, slipping past the lips of her sex, plunging deep into her core.

She arched, inadvertently placing her tit at mouth level, and I devoured it as if it was my last meal.

“Fuck,” she hissed, her hands going into my hair and yanking me closer.

“Goddamn, you taste...” I groaned sucking her nipple into my mouth, sucking on it so hard it elicited a gasp from her, followed by a flood of wetness from her pussy.

“Like what?” She panted.

I let her nipple go and grinned widely. “Like mine.”

She laughed, throwing her head back in glee. “Keep dreaming, pretty boy.”

“Pretty boy?” I asked as I started walking towards my room.

Her hands started working beneath us, and I froze as she lined the tip of my engorged dick up with her pussy.

“Fuck me already,” she demanded.

“Your wish,” I said, pinning her to the wall beside the entrance to my bedroom, and then thrusting forward. “Is my command.”

She gasped. “Yes.”

She felt like a dream.

Her wet heat surrounded my cock like a tight, wet fist.

It was pulsing at my invasion, trying valiantly to adjust, but I didn’t let her.

I took her roughly against the wall, thrusting in and out of her tight heat with a single-minded focus.

“You feel so good,” I said, looking down at my cock as it disappeared into her pussy, then reappeared glistening with her juices.

She leaned forward, obstructing my line of sight, and bit me on the shoulder, sinking her sharp teeth into my skin hard enough that I jerked hard inside of her.

“Goddammit,” I snarled. “You’ll be sore if you keep it up.”

She smiled at me, and then leaned forward, running her wet tongue up my neck until she came to a stop at my earlobe.

Then she bit down.

Hard.

I snarled, withdrew my cock from her, and then twisted her around until she was facing the wall.

I pinned her there with my body, grabbed the base of my cock and thrusting back inside her, hitting the end of her and causing her to squeak.

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