I could tell he wanted it all. He wrapped his hands around my face, took hold of me, and looked at me as if he were about to devour me, about to do something he might regret, but I could tell the adrenaline of risk thrilled him much more than the thought of consequence. As if my touch alone was a slow yet satisfying torture.
He reached under my dress, and I felt his cold touch against my thigh. He felt the bare skin of my soft lips and looked at me like he wanted more. He reached towards my back, ran his hands over my ass and picked me up. It was a tiny apartment, but we wanted each other so badly. We both questioned whether we could keep quiet, but neither of us cared enough to make it stop. He threw me atop the brown suede upholstery and removed his shirt. He approached me slowly, and when he was close enough to touch I rubbed my hands down his chest, over the ridges of his tight stomach, down to his Levi jeans.
Fuck, I want you. I grabbed his waist and pulled him closer, kissing his stomach. I unbuttoned his jeans and ran my tongue from his belly button to his briefs. I looked up at him as he ran his fingers through my hair, I could hear his heavy breathing, both terrified and thrilled of what I was going to do next.
I ran my fingers slowly over his briefs and felt his hard cock practically begging me for more. I wrapped my palm gently around his balls and he moaned so loud I had to cover his mouth with my hand. His sudden spring of dominance immediately turned me on. He held my hands above my head.
Straddling me, he kissed my neck. His lips felt so good against my skin. I tried to kiss him back and he held my hands down harder. He was no longer scared, and I loved it. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. As his lips stayed pressed against my neck, he held me down with just one hand and slid the other down my body.
When his fingers ran over my breasts, my nipples turned hard. He slid his hand down further and gently tickled my clit, teasing me of what was yet to come. Fuck, I want him so bad. He ran his fingers against my clit again, this time harder. I could feel my body quivering. My breathing getting heavier, slowly losing control of my ability to stay quiet I began to moan.
His lips slowly inched down to the curve of my breasts. He licked my nipple as it got even harder than before. I nodded my head and he bit my nipple, soft at first, and then just hard enough to make me feel a pain that I thoroughly enjoyed. I grabbed his briefs and slid them down. I took his hard cock into my hands.
I wanted this to last. When I grabbed him he lifted his head and let out a deep breath, I could feel it against my chest. He kissed my lips and pushed his body closer to mine. I could feel his abs against my stomach, his dick atop my pussy. He put his finger on my clit and slowly began to enter me.
I was so wet. He put his hand in the small of my back and used it to thrust harder. He moved his hands down to my ass and grabbed me firmly. He lifted me so I was sitting upright, still inside of me he pulled my body closer. My legs wrapped around his waist and he began entering me deeper and deeper. It felt so good. My body felt hot like fire and freezing cold all at once. The skin of my legs had chills.
I rubbed my hands down his back and felt his sweat run through my fingers. I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back.
His cock was so big it stayed inside of me. I got on top of him and began to ride him. I took his hands and placed them on my breasts. I lowered my body closer towards him. I kissed him and bit his lip gently. He still felt so good. I continued to ride him, my hips thrusting against his. I loved it when he told me what to do.
I turned around and was on the couch on my hands and knees. He grabbed my ass and squeezed me. He put his hands on my hip bones and entered me from behind. I felt his cock hit my G-spot. He thrusted hard and grabbed my hair. He gave it a slight pull. He flipped me around. I knew it was going to happen soon. He was on top of me kissing my neck and I began to feel my body lose control of itself.
My legs were quivering, my back arched in satisfaction. I began to lose my breath, gasping for air, I came like I never had before. He looked at me and smiled. He knew he gave it to me good, not good, the best. He kissed my shoulder gently as I was trying to catch my breath.
You will be okay.