Page 18 of Tryst

Firmly gripping her thighs, “I was getting ready to devour my new favorite meal in this kitchen.”

“No,” her voice firmer, “I’m being serious. What are we doing?”

Fuck.

Her telling me, ‘no,’ only makes me need her more.

I don’t think that’s a word a woman has ever said to me.

At least not when she was nearly naked with my hard cock pressed against her.

“Cerecita,” her name growls from my chest as I unbutton my shirt, “Are you denying me what I so desperately need?”

She watches my fingers work the buttons of my shirt, her chest heaving more with each one undone.

“I am being serious,” I toss my shirt to the floor and begin to undo my belt, “I’m going to eat that sweet little pussy of yours until you’re begging me to stop.

“Then, I’m going to climb onto this counter and pin you to it,” I slowly pull my belt from my pants, “and I’m going to shove my bare cock into your tight little cunt.”

Her eyes widen at the thought of me fucking her bare, but she doesn’t even attempt to argue.

“Feeling all of you, I’m going to fuck you slow and hard,” my fingers work the button and zipper of my pants, “Savoring you. Fucking you until you’re screaming my name and my cock is the only one you remember.”

Her breasts tremble with every stuttered breath she takes, and her eyes are filled with need.

She is incapable of denying me.

Her body craves me as much as I crave hers.

“Fucking you bare,” I repeat my unbridled desire to take her without protection, “I’m going to empty every last drop of me inside of you when I come.”

Lowering my pants and freeing my throbbing cock, I watch as she desperately chews at her lower lip.

“My dirty little girl likes the thought of being pumped full of my cum,” I kick my pants off toward the other clothes on the floor, “Doesn’t she?”

“Yes,” she groans as her hips rock needily on the counter, frantically searching for relief.

Gripping my cock, I slowly stroke it as I stand before her. Her eyes focus on the slow pumps of my fist, and I watch as she swallows hard while listening to my words.

“And once you’re so full of my cum that it’s dripping from you,” I rub the fat head of my cock along her slit over her panties, “I’m going to take you out.

“You’re going to be on my arm,” I grip her panties tightly with both hands, “proudly letting my cum slowly drip down your thighs. Not giving a fuck who sees.

“Thinking about how fucking eager you are,” a loud, breathy moan bellows from her as I tear the panties from her body, “for me to fill you up again.

“Fuck,cerecita. Look how fucking wet you are,” my finger drags through her slit, “just thinking about my bare cock pumping you full of my cum.”

She whimpers as my finger rubs over her clit, her hips pressing her against my hand.

“Do you still want me to wait?” I slide my finger inside her slick cunt with ease, “Or does my dirty little girl want me to give her everything I know she desires?”

“Please,” her hips rock, trying to take in more of my finger.

“Tell me,” Her back arches as my finger curls inside of her.

“Please fuck me,” she begs breathlessly.

“Until what?” My finger continues to work her, bringing her to the edge.

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