He teases and teases and teases.
"Fuck, Iris." He nips at my bottom lip. "You're wet."
"You're hard."
"Turn around." He steps back.
"Strip."
"Turn around first."
I swallow hard as I spin on my heels.
"Hands on the wall."
I plant my palms against the front door.
Clothes hit the floor.
He moves closer. His cock nudges against the flesh of my ass.
Desire pools between my legs. I arch my back. Rise onto my tiptoes. "Please."
"Not yet." He keeps one hand on my hip. Brings the other to my sex.
He teases with one finger.
T
wo.
Three.
There.
He slides all three fingers inside me. It's hard. Intense. But it's not enough.
"Fuck me." I rock my hips to push him deeper.
"You're not ready yet, sweetness." He drives deeper. Deeper.
Too deep. It hurts.
But then that fades and it only feels good.
"You have no fucking idea how hard I can go." He drives deeper.
"Walker."
"You want it hard?"
"Yes?"
"Rough?"
"Yes."
"You want me to come in that pretty pink cunt?"