“Wiggle from side to side,” he tells me.
I shimmy and he puts his thumb over my clitoris, circling it with just the right amount of pressure. I moan deeply, unable to keep my eyes from closing.
“That’s it, angel, ride my cock.”
Hearing him say that does something to my insides, and I shudder as I am flooded with wetness.
“Fuck, yeah,” he growls. “You like me talking dirty to you, baby. Do you?”
I continue to wiggle down to get him in.
“You open up that creamy cunt, angel, and let me in. I’m going to give you what you need.” He bites my bottom lip and I jump. He grabs my hips and pulls me down on him with force. “I’m going to blow your fucking mind with this cock of mine.”
Goose bumps scatter my skin, and he grabs a handful of my hair, guiding my head back so his mouth can ravage mine. The kiss is out of control.
This is so different than the other times—so much better.
We keep struggling, trying to find a way for my body to accept all of him.
“Open!” he commands, pulling my hips down hard. As if my body understands who’s in control, it opens, and he slides all the way in.
Our mouths drop open together, and we stay silent, just staring at each other.
Thump, thump, thump goes my heart.
He’s so deep inside of me, so big, and so perfect.
“Did you miss me today, angel?” he whispers.
I nod, overwhelmed by the feeling of him. “Yes.”
“Does my girl need to be fucked hard when she’s missed me?”
I nod, I can’t even talk. This feeling is incredible. “Yes,” I whisper. “So hard.”
He lifts my hips and slams me back down at once, forcing me to cry out.
Oh shit…
Why did I say that for?
Spencer starts pumping me, hard. His hands are gripping and moving me with such force that the air is knocked out of my lungs.
But he wouldn’t be able to tell, because he’s totally lost all control.
His mouth is hanging open and his lips are roaming from my jaw to my nipples to my lips.
“Legs up.” He bites my nipple, paralysing me further.
I lift my legs, and he slams me back down again.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he growls as he works.
I shudder, the feeling of him taking over me.
“Spencer,” I pant. I grip his arms for balance, the muscles there bulging as he lifts me.
Fuck, this is too hard… but too good.