Stalking Her

She’s staring at me, and I can tell she’s wondering what I’m going to do next. With my hands on her hips, I grip her tightly. “Spread your legs.”

I wait to see how she’s going to react to my demands, but she makes me proud when she opens her legs to me. Her hands go to my shoulders, and as I move in, my face nuzzling her most secret place, she grips on to me tightly.

I run my tongue through her wet, swollen slit. She groans, going on her tiptoes like she’s trying to get away, but she doesn’t realize it. She’s offered herself to me, and I’m taking it. I’m going to make sure she never forgets this.

The taste of her on my tongue makes my whole body quiver in need. I raise one of her legs and lift it over my shoulder, giving me better access. I go straight for her clit because I want to please her, and I want her to come undone in my arms. I want her begging for mercy. I wrap my lips around her clit. The sound of the back of her head hitting the door as she tosses it back vibrates around the room. Her hands have moved to my head, her fingers threading through my hair as she holds me to her and moves her hips in circles. I pleasure her like my life depends on it. Any time she pleases herself, I want her to wish it was me instead. I want to be the touch she needs, the one she craves.

She comes with her leg wrapped around my neck like a vise. She floods my face, and I lap it up, reveling in the taste of her.

I lift her leg and set it to the ground. Rising from the floor, I kiss my way up her body. My cock aches, and there’s nothing on this earth that is going to please me more than getting inside her tight snatch.

I cup her chin tenderly, forcing her to look at me. Her eyes are heavy, but she looks satisfied. “I need to be inside you.”

“Yes,” she moans.

I pull her up into my arms, and she groans. “I’m too heavy.”

Suckling her neck, I reluctantly pull away. I won’t let her say shit like that. “No. You’re perfect.”

I walk with her across the room and set her on the edge of the desk. Instantly, her legs part, and she’s like a fuckin’ wet dream, legs open, her pussy glistening from her recent climax. With the taste of her on my lips, I unbutton my jeans and yank down my zipper. I’m hard. So hard for her.

I pull down my pants to my knees, wishing I’d taken the time to remove my shoes, but it’s too late for that. I’m going to come soon, and I want it to be inside her, bareback so I can feel her tighten all around me.

“Oh God!” she whispers loudly as she draws her knees together.

No way. Fuck that. I push in between her legs to hold them open. I stroke my hand up and then down my hard length. “It’s going to fit. That pussy was made just for me, Angel, and I need it.”

Brooke

He’s big. Too big. It’s probably going to hurt, but I don’t care. There’s no way I can get up and walk out of this room until I’ve had him inside me. I reach for him, wanting to touch his soft, velvet length, but he jerks his hips from me.

“No. Not now. I’ll come in your hand and that’s not what I want. I want inside you, filling your womb.”

His words are dirty and explicit, but I’m not surprised. I knew that sex with Lane wouldn’t be like anything I’ve ever felt before. “I’m on the pill and I’m clean.”

“I’m clean. I’d never do anything to hurt you.” He’s cupping my face, looking at me like he’s not going to continue until I believe what he’s saying. What he doesn’t understand is that I already know he wouldn’t hurt me. I don’t know how, but I do.

“I know,” I tell him, pulling his face closer to mine. “I need you, Lane.”

He reaches between us and strokes his length along my wet folds. With each brush of his cock along my clit, I lift my hips, wanting more. “You like that, Angel?”

“Yes,” I moan as he does it again.

“Good. That’s good,” he says as he lines himself up and pushes slowly inside me. My insides are sucking him in, and when he pulls out slowly before thrusting back in, I’m overcome with all the emotion. Every bit of it.

I wrap my arms around his neck, wanting to be closer, and obviously he does too, because he lifts me up off the desk and continues thrusting inside me. Over and over, he pounds into me, and all I can do is take it. My whole body is on fire, and I can feel myself tautening again as another orgasm starts to peak. “I need you to come, Angel. Come for me.”