fierce scowl made her stop protesting.
“You are perfect. I don’t ever want to hear you say something so stupid again. Do you understand me?” She looked away. She didn’t want to talk right now. She just wanted him to get her into bed. She pushed her breasts against his chest and ran her fingers over his shoulders into his hair, trying to get him to continue.
“Do you understand me?” he asked again. She looked at him then.
“Yes,” she finally answered. By the time the word had completely left her mouth he was already at the bed and laying her down.
“So pretty,” he whispered as he crawled over her. He nuzzled her nipple and then sucked it into his mouth. Her back arched off the bed. His free hand grasped her other nipple and it worked in tandem with his sucking efforts. His other hand pushed her legs open so that he could rest in between. The head of his cock slid over her sensitive pussy lips. She moaned and rolled her hips to feel it again.
“I don’t think you need to wait after what I saw in the window. I bet you are ready for me. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want me inside so deep you can’t speak. Tell me everything that was in that head of yours as you fucked yourself with your fingers.”
“Fuck me, Clyde. Fuck me so deep I’ll still feel you tomorrow.” A growl filled the room but she was too far gone to care. Her body was on fire. As Clyde slammed inside of her all that she cared about was that she felt his cock sliding in and out of her once more. That he was pulling the pleasure from her body with each dig. No one would ever feel as good as Clyde within her. He was so full, so hard. He stretched her wider than she ever thought possible but she loved the sting. Clyde was the edge of pleasure to pain and she loved it.
The feel of his hard shoulder under hands mesmerized her. The jolt of his groin contacting her clit galvanized her. His mouth at her breasts devastated her. Every second that his body touched hers was an assault on her senses and she didn’t even have the mind to put up a barricade.
“You’re so fucking tight. You feel so good. Squeeze, baby. Milk my cock.” She tightened her muscles deep inside and it felt as if the top of her head was going to explode. Every hard glide into her body felt like a battering ram against her pleasure zone. She dug her nails into his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Clyde!” she screamed as he pushed her thighs closer to the bed and his cock sank into her deeper.
“That’s it. Take it. Take it all. Tell me. Tell me what you were thinking about. Tell me what you saw when you played with yourself.”
“You were behind me, forcing me chest to the bed,” she gasped. “You were in me so deep. I pushed my ass open so you could reach deeper. Then you curled around me, you mouth going to my shoulder, and…” she stopped, not sure if she could tell him. The fantasy had seemed so real to her. She could feel him sliding in and out of her with quick, vicious thrusts. He had felt like he was on fire, dominating her in a way that she had never been. When he’d lowered his body over her, the temperature had spike until she knew they would send the room up in flames. Her pussy had trembled, on the edge of climax. Right there…until he’d done something that she couldn’t believe and she felt the wave beginning to crash over her just as she heard the noise outside of her window.
“Tell me,” Clyde demanded.
“I can’t.” She couldn’t form it into words. Within the secrets of her mind, it was beautiful, sexy, and decadent. In reality, it should have terrified her but even now she could feel her pussy clenching around his ever-pounding dick.
“Tell me,” he growled and Tatiana trembled. It was a sound that was so dangerous and violent and yet it spurred her on.
“No,” she gasped. The growl grew louder, whipping through the room and she felt a pang of unease. “What the hell is that?” He
“You are perfect. I don’t ever want to hear you say something so stupid again. Do you understand me?” She looked away. She didn’t want to talk right now. She just wanted him to get her into bed. She pushed her breasts against his chest and ran her fingers over his shoulders into his hair, trying to get him to continue.
“Do you understand me?” he asked again. She looked at him then.
“Yes,” she finally answered. By the time the word had completely left her mouth he was already at the bed and laying her down.
“So pretty,” he whispered as he crawled over her. He nuzzled her nipple and then sucked it into his mouth. Her back arched off the bed. His free hand grasped her other nipple and it worked in tandem with his sucking efforts. His other hand pushed her legs open so that he could rest in between. The head of his cock slid over her sensitive pussy lips. She moaned and rolled her hips to feel it again.
“I don’t think you need to wait after what I saw in the window. I bet you are ready for me. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want me inside so deep you can’t speak. Tell me everything that was in that head of yours as you fucked yourself with your fingers.”
“Fuck me, Clyde. Fuck me so deep I’ll still feel you tomorrow.” A growl filled the room but she was too far gone to care. Her body was on fire. As Clyde slammed inside of her all that she cared about was that she felt his cock sliding in and out of her once more. That he was pulling the pleasure from her body with each dig. No one would ever feel as good as Clyde within her. He was so full, so hard. He stretched her wider than she ever thought possible but she loved the sting. Clyde was the edge of pleasure to pain and she loved it.
The feel of his hard shoulder under hands mesmerized her. The jolt of his groin contacting her clit galvanized her. His mouth at her breasts devastated her. Every second that his body touched hers was an assault on her senses and she didn’t even have the mind to put up a barricade.
“You’re so fucking tight. You feel so good. Squeeze, baby. Milk my cock.” She tightened her muscles deep inside and it felt as if the top of her head was going to explode. Every hard glide into her body felt like a battering ram against her pleasure zone. She dug her nails into his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Clyde!” she screamed as he pushed her thighs closer to the bed and his cock sank into her deeper.
“That’s it. Take it. Take it all. Tell me. Tell me what you were thinking about. Tell me what you saw when you played with yourself.”
“You were behind me, forcing me chest to the bed,” she gasped. “You were in me so deep. I pushed my ass open so you could reach deeper. Then you curled around me, you mouth going to my shoulder, and…” she stopped, not sure if she could tell him. The fantasy had seemed so real to her. She could feel him sliding in and out of her with quick, vicious thrusts. He had felt like he was on fire, dominating her in a way that she had never been. When he’d lowered his body over her, the temperature had spike until she knew they would send the room up in flames. Her pussy had trembled, on the edge of climax. Right there…until he’d done something that she couldn’t believe and she felt the wave beginning to crash over her just as she heard the noise outside of her window.
“Tell me,” Clyde demanded.
“I can’t.” She couldn’t form it into words. Within the secrets of her mind, it was beautiful, sexy, and decadent. In reality, it should have terrified her but even now she could feel her pussy clenching around his ever-pounding dick.
“Tell me,” he growled and Tatiana trembled. It was a sound that was so dangerous and violent and yet it spurred her on.
“No,” she gasped. The growl grew louder, whipping through the room and she felt a pang of unease. “What the hell is that?” He
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