My Greek SEAL by Sabrina Devonshire

escaped his lips. I could tell he couldn’t wait to fuck me. And there was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to feel him pounding hard and deep inside me.
    In a heated rush, he dropped to the ground and straddled me. His cock stood firm and tall, just inches from my entrance. Sweat dripped from his brow onto my chest and his hair was a tangled, sexy mess. “I’ll take more time with you the next time. But right now I can’t wait. I’ve got to enter you now.”
    “Yes,” I said in a lust-tinged whisper. I didn’t care that it might never happen again, I just wanted it right now.
    His jaw clenching with lust and concentration, he positioned his cock outside my entrance.
    I closed my eyes and lick my lips in anticipation. But that hot penetration I expected didn’t happen. I opened one eye and arched up into him, unable to wait. “Please. Just do it.”
    His mouth twisted into a wicked expression. His hips thrusted forward and his cock sank deep inside of me making a slick, wet sound. I groaned with pleasure and my inner walls clench in response to the wanton sensation. “Oh, God, yes.”
    “You love to fuck, don’t you, Maya.” He slipped out of me and paused.
    I bucked up into him, aching for his cock to dip back into me, but he retracted his hips. “No, please,” I cried out.
    “I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you. That you want me to fuck you until you scream.”
    “Yes, Eros. Please.”
    “Say it.”
    My head fell back in a frustrated groan. “Fuck me. Oh, please fuck me now.”
    A wicked grin twisted the corner of his mouth. “That’s what I like to hear. I want to know that you are crazy with desire for me.” The pads of his fingers dug deep into my back as he thrusted deep into me. His enormous cock spread me apart, pushing in deeper and deeper, obliterating all my thoughts. All I could think about was the wanton sensations ricocheting through my body and how much I wanted more, more, more. I moaned and thrashed.
    Our sweaty bodies smacked together in fury. As he continued to thrust into me, sending shockwaves of heat through my body, I bucked up into him, spreading my legs wider, trying to mash him in deeper, to force his pelvis against my clitoris to intensify the to-die-for sensation. Our fucking was so out of control. And so what I needed. To escape and forget. I grunted and gasped like an animal.
    It was damn hot hearing him grunt with pleasure, seeing his jaw clench and the corner of his lips curl up into a look of wanton desire. It was damn hot to watch the sweat from his perfect face drip onto my chest and abdomen. And it was damn hot watching his gyrating hips and his cock disappearing into my hole that has never been this desperate to be fucked. The hottest thing of all was seeing how sinking his cock in me makes him this crazy. My body made him out of his mind with lust. And his body made me insane, too. I could never get enough of this. I wanted to say I’d be his sex slave and that he could fuck me however and whenever he wants, it felt so good.
    I groaned with delight as he thrusted inside me again and again, sending bursts of sensation radiating through my pussy. I felt like I’d die with pleasure if he sunk in one millimeter further.
    Our frenetic fucking carried me steeply to a state of wanton delirium. My pussy exploded with pleasure as I tumbled over the edge of orgasm. I shouted and thrashed, feeling suddenly boneless as my brain overdosed on the pleasure ricocheting through my body.
    Eros’ neck and jaw muscles went rigid and after a forceful, dominating thrust he spewed his release inside of me before collapsing on my chest.
    “That was insane,” I said. I felt so high on the rush of the lovemaking I burst out laughing.
    Eros slipped out of me. He maneuvered onto his side and perched his head on one hand, frowning. “Why do you laugh? You don’t like to make love with me?”
    I rolled over to face him, feeling too weak to move. “Of course