Sofa King Wrong - Page 21

Diesel groans, nuzzling my neck as I gasp quietly and grind my tight little ass back against his cock. We haven’t changed or put on more layers since before. He’s just wearing those tight boxer briefs, and I’m still in just a t-shirt and panties. Panties that are quickly turning wet and hot as I feel that thick dick harden against my ass.

“This is reckless,” he growls.

“Do you want me?” I whisper, pausing. Diesel stops moving, his brow knitting as I blush.

“I— No, I mean, not just like that, I mean, do you really want—”

“Yes,” he says quietly, instantly. “A million times yes.”

“No, look, I mean do you really want me for me—”

“I know what you’re asking, princess,” he purrs into my ear as his arms circle me tight. “And the answer is still one-hundred-million percent yes. I don’t just want you like people want you after seeing your picture up on a billboard or those lips of yours on a commercial. I want the you inside of you. I want the pain that makes the sweetness even sweeter. I want the heat inside of you that makes you fierce and brave.”

Well, fuck. Sweep a girl right off her damn feet…

I moan as I lean up and crush my lips to his, whimpering softly into his mouth as he claims mine powerfully. His hand tightens on my waist, the other one sliding into my hair and tangling in it as he tugs me to his lips.

“Well if you want me like that,” I whisper. “Things might get reckless.”

“Good,” he groans. “That’s exactly how I want you.”

Our mouths crush together again, and suddenly, I’m falling. I gasp as his hands tug at my shirt, pulling it off of me before his lips find mine again. I can feel the heat of his skin and the hardness of his muscles rippling against my bare back as I slide my hand back and cup his thickness through the cotton of his boxers. He groans as I gently stroke, and when I feel the front of the fabric beginning to soak through with his sticky precum, I whimper for more.

My hands slide to my panties, hooking into the waist and tugging them down before I kick them away. Diesel shifts under me, pushing his boxers down, and when I feel that enormous, hot, hard cock twitch against my bare ass, I whimper in anticipation.

His hands drop to my thighs, pulling my legs open before one delves between them. I moan as his thick fingers stoke my bare pussy, teasing my lips and rolling over my clit until I’m panting and rolling my hips.

He groans against my skin. “You like when I play with this little kitty and get you all nice and wet for me, don’t you, baby girl?”

I moan, twisting my head to kiss him again. I suck his tongue into my lips, mewling into his mouth as he curls his fingers deep inside of me and his thumb teases my clit.

“Yes, daddy,” I moan softly. His cock throbs against me, and I know I can’t wait anymore. We can tease each other later. But right now, I’m dying for his big, thick cock to fill me up.

I reach back and wrap my fingers around his fat cock, stroking him against my ass as I slowly rise up. He groans, his hands moving under my ass to steady me as I pull his cock against my soft, velvety, slick lips. I moan, rocking my hips and letting that thick swollen head of his tease back and forth across my opening. His body ripples and clenches against my back, and I can feel his cock pulse against me as thick precum leaks out all over my pussy.

I whimper, rolling my hips and letting that thick crown bump over my clit until the both of us are moaning and panting for more. Until I know there’s no way I can hold out any longer.

“You little fucking tease,” he growls into my ear. “Let me feel this tight little pussy slide down my big cock. I want you to take every inch in that naughty little bad girl cunt, and then I want you to bounce on my cock until your cream drips down my balls. I want your cum all over me when I fill you with mine. I want that candy-sweet pussy leaking all over my big cock when I let you have my cum.”

I sink down, moaning in pleasure, and when his fat head pushes inside, he groans, his hands tightening on my ass.

“Fuck baby girl.”

He keeps me there, hands gripping me tight as he lets me just barely move up and down. His swollen head slips in and out of my opening until I’m moaning for it, aching for it.

“Please,” I whimper.

“Please what,” he growls.

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