His Every Desire

Mr. Hayes seemed to reluctantly accept her answer. Tracy walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He whispered to her, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she said breathlessly. “Scared. Concerned. But, okay.”

Mr. Hayes pushed her toward the bed, planting gentle kisses against the side of her neck. The mounting tension of the night immediately took her over, creating an all new hunger for him that she never knew existed.

Tracy immediately wrapped her legs around him, pressing her body against him with an eager groan. He felt right against her, like no one else ever had. She felt like a missing piece of herself was in place when he was with her.

"I love you," he sighed onto her neck.

"I love you, too," she said. The words came easily and without her even realizing that she had said them. Yet, she meant it. Truly and completely.

He paused for only a moment before kissing her gently.

"Now, why don’t you make love to me?" she asked, peering up at him. He laughed a knowing chuckle and threw her onto the bed. She flipped over and pulled her knees up under her, elevating her round ass to him. Mr. Hayes to yank her panties down, then slapped her ass with a loud pop.

Tracy sucked the air through her teeth and wiggled her rear at him, begging for more. After everything that she had been through, the shocking sting was the only thing that could bring her back down to earth.

Mr. Hayes spanked her again, this time hard enough to make her yelp. Her body instinctively lurched forward and fell back toward him, where she was met by another brutal whip.

He continued his assault, beating each side in turn until two bright red circles were left behind. When he was satisfied with his work, he wedged his hands between Tracy’s thighs and pushed them apart.

"Mr. Hayes," she cried out. Every fiber of her being vibrated with unfulfilled need. “I want you now!”

He pulled back, frantically fumbling with his belt and pants. Tracy rolled onto her back and looked up at him, watching his every move. She looked on as he stripped off every article of clothing in a manner of seconds. Even then, she wished she could help him move faster.

There was a hungry desperation there that Tracy could easily recognize. It matched her own.

She pushed herself up with her hands behind her and kissed him, their greedy tongues exploring each other like it was their very first time. Mr. Hayes grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him.

Tracy spread her legs, letting him sink into her in one easy movement.

"Fuck yes," she gasped and arched her back toward him.

The way that he filled her would never get old.

His girth pushed her tingling walls open wide, massaging every nerve ending with precision. Tracy watched on as he stood there, pounding into her, thrusting her body up and down with his powerful movements.

Mr. Hayes put his thumb on her clit, massaging the pink flesh surrounding it. Tracy threw her head back and cried out his name. He knew exactly how to please her.

"I’m…"

She couldn’t even finish her sentence. Instead, she gasped and closed her eyes as the tight grip of release took over her body. Deep inside, the walls of her pussy contracted around Mr. Hayes’ shaft in hard, commanding pulses. Both of them could feel it.

Mr. Hayes dipped both hands beneath her bra, pushing it up to expose her bouncing breasts. For a minute he just watched, but the lure of her sexy curves drew his mouth in.

His tongue explored every ridge and bump of her nipples, one after the other. The sensation made Tracy shiver with joy.

His thrusts grew more insistent as his tongue explored her skin. Every inch of her body was on fire with desire and the need to be filled by him. She didn't want him to slow. She wanted him hard and fast. Her hips pumped with his, coaxing him ever higher. Her body craved to feel his release, and with every thrust she felt him grow until she knew he was going to explode.

He pumped his orgasm into her a few last times before falling by her side with a sigh of pure exhaustion. Tracy wrapped her arm around his shoulders, forcing him to rest his head on her naked, glistening chest. In that moment, she felt like she could stay there with him forever. She let herself have the moment. She needed a release after the events of the day and night. For a moment, she considered simply rolling over and falling into a blissful sleep.

Unfortunately, there was still some business to attend to.

Without much of a break, Mr. Hayes got up and grabbed his pants from the floor next to him. He took his phone out of the pocket and unlocked it.

"What was the number Baxter gave you?”