Havoc (Storm MC 7)

“Fuck,” I muttered, moving my hand to s

coop her body up and over so she was on top of me.

She wasted no time. As she sank her pussy down onto my cock, she placed her hands on my chest and moaned her pleasure.

“Christ, did you wake up that wet or did you get yourself there?”

“Baby, I woke up that wet, but it’s all thanks to you.”

I let her ride me up until the point where I knew she was getting close and then I flipped her onto her back and went down on her. No fucking way could I not get my fill before I pumped my orgasm into her.

Her fingers threaded their way through my hair and she gripped me hard while I tongued her. Jesus, no pussy had ever tasted so good. I’d been a starved man before I met her and I hadn't even known.

I lifted her legs up and over to rest on my shoulders as I pushed my mouth hard against her. She writhed under my touch, her reaction making me harder. Needing to watch her, I pulled my lips from her pussy and finger fucked her.

She was fucking glorious.

My eyes had adjusted to the light and I took in every inch of her while she came.

Her fingers clawing at the sheets.

The arch of her back as the pleasure ran through her body.

The way she faced to the side with her cheek flat to the bed with her face tilted up, exposing her neck to me.

She was so damn wet. My hand and face was coated in her.

When she finished coming, she opened her eyes and smiled a long, sexy smile at me. Crooking a finger, she whispered, “Come here.”

I positioned myself over her with my hands planted either side, and bent my face so our lips almost touched. “You taste so good. You wanna taste?”

She licked her lips and pulled my mouth down. Our tongues tangled and she moaned as she tasted herself. That shit turned me on. As we kissed, I ran my dick along her pussy and entered her. Not all the way, though.

“Havoc,” she grumbled as she wrapped her legs around me. “I want you all the way in.”

I grinned. Fuck, I couldn’t help myself. I loved the way she always wanted more from me. Pushing all the way in, I said, “Happy?”

“I am now,” she replied as her muscles contracted around me.

Her sass pushed all my buttons and I grabbed her wrists and spread her arms out across the bed, pinning her down. Pulling out of her, I then thrust in hard. As she cried out, I demanded, “You want it harder?”

“Yes.” Her answer was more of a plea.

I pulled out and slammed into her again, over and over until she squeezed her eyes shut and clung to me.

Our bodies moved as one while I fucked her.

Hard and rough.

When we came, it was together and it was fucking beautiful.

I finally sank into the awareness that sex with Carla was a whole new experience.

It wasn’t just pleasure.

It was so much more than that.

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