to touch him a little bit more than she could reach. Like she couldn’t get enough.
Her sounds turned him into a savage, and it was time to fuck her like she'd asked for. Ordering her to get on all fours, he positioned himself behind her and gripped her hips before he slammed into her.
Sophie screamed.
He fucked her harder.
A light sheen of perspiration made their bodies glisten.
She got more verbal with every thrust, but this time he didn’t tell her to be quiet. Her words turned him on too much.
"I need to come—please, please," she sobbed out. "It's too much."
"Unless you say stop, you'll keep taking my cock like you were born to do."
"Too much, too much," she kept chanting breathlessly. "Oh my God, I can't—so close… Please make me come!"
"Not yet," he growled. He gave her sweet ass a spank, at which Sophie's pussy tightened around him. "What a sight." He thrust forward and spread her ass cheeks more with his thumbs. "Fuck…" It only took him a second or two to soak his thumb in saliva before he brought it to her tight little asshole. "I wish you could see this."
Either Sophie was too far gone in her lust-filled fog, or she trusted him enough to know he wouldn’t do anything unwelcome.
She only whimpered and pushed back when he brushed the pad of his thumb over her ass.
When the wetness wasn’t enough, he pulled out, stroked himself roughly a couple times, and watched a thin rope of pre-come drip from his cock onto her smooth, pink opening.
Then he pushed his entire length back into the heat of her pussy and rubbed her ass sensually with his thumb. He waited for her to react, and all he got was moaning and begging.
He could feel his climax approaching, and every thrust, every tantalizing stroke of his thumb over her ass, and every one of Sophie's pleas only brought it closer.
"Don’t," she gasped. "Please just rub my clit. I-I need to come so bad, Tennyson."
"Are you saying stop?" He kept his hooded gaze glued to where his slicked-up cock was fucking her. And the digit pressing harder against her tightest hole. "All you gotta say is stop."
She didn’t say stop, and it nearly drove Tennyson mad with desire. His balls felt heavy and tight, his muscles strained, and his cock throbbed inside of her.
"That’s it, isn't it?" he gritted out. "You want me to treat you like my toy when we're in bed. A gorgeous little slut I can fuck however I want—"
Sophie's wail cut him off, and her orgasm caught them both off guard. Tennyson spat out a curse and found her clit, stroking it firmly so she could enjoy her climax more. He was on the edge as well, but he wasn’t ready for this to be over.
" Fuck ." He slammed into her and groaned, feeling her sweet pussy milking him. "Oh fuck , baby." His eyes fell closed, and he fucked his way to orgasm with deep thrusts.
The wet sounds from her pussy and her choppy breathing were the last things he heard before he started coming.
He fell forward, his forehead touching the dip between her shoulder blades, and he rolled his hips to get as deep as possible. His cock pulsed with each release, draining him in every fucking way. Fuck, he could barely hold himself up.
Sophie groaned and whimpered and gasped as her body shook, and she seemed as physically weakened as Tennyson. He tried to hold her up, but eventually they collapsed in a heap together.
"Oh my God, that was…" She wheezed a laugh, completely out of breath. "Tennyson… I have no words, other than… ungh , I wanna kiss your feet."
He chuckled and blew out a labored breath, scrubbing a hand down his face. "No need for that." He gathered her close and brushed away a piece of hair from her damp forehead. "But I hope we can have a few repeats before you go home."
She was coming with him to the set tomorrow and the day after. There was no way he'd let her go without leaving a dent or two in his trailer.
Sophie hummed and dragged a lazy finger down his chest. "Can't think of anything I need more."
Dipping
Her sounds turned him into a savage, and it was time to fuck her like she'd asked for. Ordering her to get on all fours, he positioned himself behind her and gripped her hips before he slammed into her.
Sophie screamed.
He fucked her harder.
A light sheen of perspiration made their bodies glisten.
She got more verbal with every thrust, but this time he didn’t tell her to be quiet. Her words turned him on too much.
"I need to come—please, please," she sobbed out. "It's too much."
"Unless you say stop, you'll keep taking my cock like you were born to do."
"Too much, too much," she kept chanting breathlessly. "Oh my God, I can't—so close… Please make me come!"
"Not yet," he growled. He gave her sweet ass a spank, at which Sophie's pussy tightened around him. "What a sight." He thrust forward and spread her ass cheeks more with his thumbs. "Fuck…" It only took him a second or two to soak his thumb in saliva before he brought it to her tight little asshole. "I wish you could see this."
Either Sophie was too far gone in her lust-filled fog, or she trusted him enough to know he wouldn’t do anything unwelcome.
She only whimpered and pushed back when he brushed the pad of his thumb over her ass.
When the wetness wasn’t enough, he pulled out, stroked himself roughly a couple times, and watched a thin rope of pre-come drip from his cock onto her smooth, pink opening.
Then he pushed his entire length back into the heat of her pussy and rubbed her ass sensually with his thumb. He waited for her to react, and all he got was moaning and begging.
He could feel his climax approaching, and every thrust, every tantalizing stroke of his thumb over her ass, and every one of Sophie's pleas only brought it closer.
"Don’t," she gasped. "Please just rub my clit. I-I need to come so bad, Tennyson."
"Are you saying stop?" He kept his hooded gaze glued to where his slicked-up cock was fucking her. And the digit pressing harder against her tightest hole. "All you gotta say is stop."
She didn’t say stop, and it nearly drove Tennyson mad with desire. His balls felt heavy and tight, his muscles strained, and his cock throbbed inside of her.
"That’s it, isn't it?" he gritted out. "You want me to treat you like my toy when we're in bed. A gorgeous little slut I can fuck however I want—"
Sophie's wail cut him off, and her orgasm caught them both off guard. Tennyson spat out a curse and found her clit, stroking it firmly so she could enjoy her climax more. He was on the edge as well, but he wasn’t ready for this to be over.
" Fuck ." He slammed into her and groaned, feeling her sweet pussy milking him. "Oh fuck , baby." His eyes fell closed, and he fucked his way to orgasm with deep thrusts.
The wet sounds from her pussy and her choppy breathing were the last things he heard before he started coming.
He fell forward, his forehead touching the dip between her shoulder blades, and he rolled his hips to get as deep as possible. His cock pulsed with each release, draining him in every fucking way. Fuck, he could barely hold himself up.
Sophie groaned and whimpered and gasped as her body shook, and she seemed as physically weakened as Tennyson. He tried to hold her up, but eventually they collapsed in a heap together.
"Oh my God, that was…" She wheezed a laugh, completely out of breath. "Tennyson… I have no words, other than… ungh , I wanna kiss your feet."
He chuckled and blew out a labored breath, scrubbing a hand down his face. "No need for that." He gathered her close and brushed away a piece of hair from her damp forehead. "But I hope we can have a few repeats before you go home."
She was coming with him to the set tomorrow and the day after. There was no way he'd let her go without leaving a dent or two in his trailer.
Sophie hummed and dragged a lazy finger down his chest. "Can't think of anything I need more."
Dipping
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