“Yes, Ivan.”
“I’ve been fantasizing about stripping your clothes off and fucking you all day. That dip in the lake was hot…”
“If you want to strip me, be my guest...”
He pulled her satin gown over her head and threw it to the chair, so she was standing in her underwear. Samira chuckled as his expression changed to one of delight – she was wearing Amy’s lacy bra, silky panties, and stockings with a garter belt.
“Jesus, Samira… you’re so fucking hot…”
She smiled, feeling proud of her body and excited about the effect it had on him. Maintaining eye contact, she reached out and undid his trousers, tugging ou
t his hard-on – which was straining for some action.
In her most seductive voice, she said, “I fancy some wedding cake. Do you fancy some wedding cake?”
He frowned. “No.”
Samira stripped off her bra, then padded over to where they’d place two slices of cake earlier and grabbed one of them – unwrapping the paper napkin from around it. She raised it to her mouth and licked off some of the gooey icing.
“Mmm,” she said. “This is the best cake I’ve ever tasted. Want some?”
Ivan opened his mouth to reply, but Samira moved the cake toward her breasts and rubbed it into her flesh, silencing him with delighted surprise.
“Whoops, I’ve spilt it on me. Hopefully some gorgeous hunk will come along and lick it off.”
He stepped forward and scooped her into his arms, pressing the cake against his own bare chest and getting sticky. He growled and bent to lick her nipples, causing lust to swirl up inside.
“For turning me on like that, I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t remember your name,” he whispered.
He pulled her close and kissed her passionately, then he lifted her up, so she wrapped her legs around his hips. He carried her strongly over to the wall, where he propped her ass against it, making her giggle with delight.
Pressing himself against her, he ground his rock-hard erection against her panties, showing her how much he wanted her. She could feel his strong hands gripping her ass – running his fingers over the tops of her stockings – making her feel sexy and aroused.
“Am I heavy?” she asked, sinking into him.
“You’re so light. And so hot.”
He leaned into her – pinning her fast – as she gripped her legs around him, then he bent to lick more cake from her breasts – swirling his tongue over her sensitive nipples, and delivering so much pleasure into her body she felt she might climax from this alone.
“I’m gonna fuck you like an animal…”
“Oh god, Ivan...”
He really was like an untamed animal – so strong and wild, and growling with raw masculinity. She threw her arms around his shoulders as he bent at the knees and directed his straining cock toward her panties, rubbing the silky material with the tip of his eager erection.
As he continued to lick the cake from her nipples, Samira flattened her back against the wall and pushed out her chest, feeling sexy, and delighting in the electric sizzles as his tongue caressed her breasts. Unable to stop her hips from grinding now, she rubbed her pussy into the length of his erection – relishing the sensation of having her panties on and grinding her pleasure zones into his rock-hard cock.
He leaned further against her, pushing her up against the wall even more, then he released one hand to position his cock in the right place. “I need to fuck you hard.”
“I need it too…”
He held up his erection and let her slide slightly down the wall, pushing her panties out the way as his beautiful cock plunged inside them – brushing against the ultra-sensitive opening of her pussy, and overwhelming her with pure lustful delight. She gasped and dropped her head forward to bite his neck, scooping her pelvis as the head of his cock penetrated her tight pussy. He was so big, and – even though she was wet – he stretched her gloriously in a flash of ecstasy that tingled sensually all over her body.
Still holding her ass, he slowly pulled her down further over his cock, then – leaning in to her – he started to rock her hips back and forth, stimulating her clit on his firm abs – and her G-spot with that glorious cock of his.
She pushed her breasts into his chest, smothering his bare torso with more sticky cake and enjoying the feel of their chests sliding together as he thrust hungrily into her – increasing the pace and power – fucking her harder and faster – taking her rapidly toward the ultimate pleasure. This position was raw and passionate, and she realized she was going to come.
She ran her nails over the flesh of his back, gripping his hair in her hands as the passion took her. She dropped her head to his shoulder, feeling totally supported by his arms and his powerful body, then she cried out involuntarily as the orgasm overwhelmed her – exploding love and lust deep into her soul.