Dr. Good - A Man Who Knows What He Wants

I slide my hand up her inner thigh and bring it to her sex, pressing the heel of my hand down on that gorgeous spot of wetness.

I grind against her through her panties, smearing her lips and her clit with her wetness.

She gasps and pulses against me, her hunger driving her body even as her virginal shyness tries to hold her back.

Then I grab her panties and yank them down, pulling them roughly to her ankles. She steps out of them with an urgent movement, and I spring back up and press down on her pussy with my palm, feeling her wetness smear across her lips and her clit as I rub her faster.

“I need you to cream for me,” I growl. “Get that pussy nice and wet for me, you perfect fucking virgin.”

She pulses against me, bucking her hips faster the harder I rub her, clawing onto the silk sheets like she’s struggling to hold on and she thinks she’s going to explode any second.

I can’t believe my woman was ever nervous about disappointing me.

Every second she makes me want her more.

Her moans get strangled and hollow-sounding, and then a glorious river of wet cream gushes over my hand, making her hot pink hole glisten as the orgasm thunders out of her. She lets out a moan and then bites down on the sheets, pulsing against me.

“Fuck, you look so sexy when you move like that,” I snarl. “Keep pumping those perfect fucking hips.”

“Like… this?” she cries.

“Yes,” I snarl, and then I slip my middle finger into her waiting hole.

I can feel how badly her body wants me by the slick way my finger slides right up inside of her, right to the knuckle as her hole clutches onto me, hungry for the pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re going to cream again, aren’t you?”

“I… think… so…”

She bites down on the sheets again as another reverberation moves through her body, her cheeks turning blush-pink with her lust, the same shade as her tempting hole.

I step back and grab at my jacket, pulling it off roughly, and then I grab the front of my shirt and yank as hard as I can. The buttons pop and I pull the shredded material from my body, throwing it to the floor.

“Naked—now,” I growl. “I need to see those fucking tits. I need to see all of you.”

I yank off my belt and pop the button on my pants, my cock pushing urgently against my clothes.

She does as she’s told, moving with the same swiftness as I do so that in under a minute I’m looming over her completely naked body. My cock heaves, tension running from my precome-slick base to my heavy-feeling balls.

My woman lies on her back with her legs open, her hot pink pussy winking at me, gorgeous veins moving through her breasts, tempting me to grab and lick and please them.

She tilts her head up at me, a shy sassy look creeping into her eyes.

“What now?” she whimpers.

I chuckle darkly, lowering myself onto the bed. “What do you think?”

She giggles, and then reaches down with slow movements, as though she thinks I’m going to stop her. She grabs onto my cock and lets out a gasp, the same moment I let out a feral snarl.

Her palm feels like it was fucking made for my cock.

She squeezes down and I let out a savage growl, and then her eyes go wide as though she’s shocked at the pleasure she’s drawing out of me. But it feels so damn perfect, her hand pressing harder as she strokes up and down, spreading slick precome from my tip right down to my base.

“You’re so hard,” she whimpers, biting her lip in that captivating way of hers.

“How could I be anything else?” I snarl. “You make me crazy, Macie. Fuck, I need to feel your pussy. I need to feel how tight and hungry you are. I need to feel how badly your body wants to give me a family.”

She whimpers and wriggles against me, her thigh brushing my leg.

“Okay, okay,” she says, letting out a short breath as though she’s ramping up for something.

And she is, I sense.

She’s ramping up to the moment where she takes my throbbing dick, to the moment where I plunge inside of her and make her mine.

I growl and reach down, propping myself up with one arm.

She reaches up and grips onto my bicep, letting out another of her soul-capturing shivering moans.

“You’re so freaking strong,” she moans. “You’re so freaking big.”

I smirk and lean down, kissing the edge of her mouth. “You’re perfect. You’re everything I ever wanted in a woman.”

She gasps when I grab the pulsing base of my dick and guide my engorged helm to her hole, pushing in softly at first.

I feel her hole kissing the end of my dick, feel her hole widen as she lets out a series of shivering moans. Her hole is so tight, a perfect virgin slit begging to be widened and owned.