Fantasy in Lingerie (Lingerie 6)

Just like he had a piece of me.

He positioned himself closer to me, so he could hit me deep and hard, his balls tapping against my ass with every thrust. He didn’t thrust quickly, but he gave it to me at a good pace, making sure I felt him from crown to hilt before he pulled out and rammed me once more. The muscles of his torso were flexed to full capacity, the blood and muscles working together to fuck me good. His skin blushed red, and his muscles bulged like they might burst from the skin. Sweat collected on his perfect physique, the glistening forming on his neck and chest. The only thing that remained cold was the color of his eyes. They were focused on me, unblinking, like he didn’t want to miss a single moment of this.

I dug my ankles into his body as I moved with him, my hands shifting to his powerful shoulders. I couldn’t control my breathing because this felt too good. I’d lain in a large bed all alone for the past week, and it wasn’t comfortable at all. It was cold, absent of the beast of the man who kept me warm through the night. I missed his rhythmic breathing, missed the way he was at full alert even when he was unconscious.

He widened my legs farther so he could take all of me, bury that enormous dick inside me. His chest puffed up with every deep breath he took. His eyes were on me, scorching and intense, like he was the predator and I was prey.

I was swept away in the pleasure, lost in the one man who brought me to the sky. “Griffin…” My nails cut through his skin, drawing a little blood so the salt from his sweat could sting him.

He paused for less than a second, his eyes deepening in their gaze. He let out a moan so quiet I wasn’t sure if I’d really heard it. But it was just as deep as always, like a bear growling before it killed its victim. “Fuck, baby, I missed this.” He pressed his forehead to mine, his hips grinding as he rubbed my clit with his pelvic bone.

My arms wrapped around his shoulders, and I felt my body convulse naturally, his movements so good. “Me too…”

He rubbed my clit a little harder before he pulled back and started to fuck me hard. He drove me into the mattress until I was practically swallowed by the pillows, sheets, and his enormous body. His thrusts were deep and hard, and his massive dick hit me in the right place every time.

God, it was so good.

He was so good.

A man had never fucked me like this before. A man would never fuck me like this again. Even if I found the man I wanted to marry, I knew the sex wouldn’t compare to what I had with this man. I would always think about him when my hand was pressed between my legs. I knew I would always want to say his name when I was with the men that came after him. He’d left his mark on me, and nothing I did could ever erase it. “Griffin…I’m gonna come.” My palm cupped his cheek, my fingers feeling the chiseled bones in his jaw.

“I know, baby.” He kissed me, his soft lips moving with mine. “I can feel it.”

After a few pumps, he pushed me over the edge. I moaned directly into his face, my pussy tightening around him as another flood of moisture surrounded him. “Griffin…” I loved his name, loved saying it as I came all over his dick. It fit him perfectly, fit him much better than Bones ever did. My nails drew more blood, but he never voiced a single protest. In fact, it seemed like he enjoyed it.

“Fuck…” He gave his final thrusts. “I’m gonna give you so much, baby. You’re going to leak all over the sheets.”

“Yes…” I grabbed his hips and pulled him into me, taking as much of that cock as I could. “Give it to me, Griffin. I want it…so much.” I missed the feeling of his heavy come sitting inside me, the weight so warm and good. It made me feel like a woman, to have this man’s come inside me. I’d never let a man give me his seed before, and it felt so good to take his.

He gave his final thrusts then released, his entire length inside me as he exploded. I felt the heat between my legs and then the weight. It was heavier than usual, probably because there was so much of it. “Fuck…” He pressed his forehead to mine as he finished, moaning in that deep baritone.

I gripped his muscular ass and pulled him deep into me, loving the way his come sat inside me so perfectly. I loved feeling his heavy and sweaty body on top of mine, the way my nipples dragged against his chest as he moved. My nipples were chafed, but I wouldn’t give up the pain, not when the pleasure was so immense.