I can hear him drying himself double time and he walks to the door of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. His eyes drop down my naked body and he licks his lips.
“Legs spread,” he murmurs.
I spread my legs.
“Wider.”
I put my legs flat to the bed.
“Show me,” he whispers darkly as his eyes stay fixed on the flesh between my legs.
Goosebumps start to scatter over my flesh and I spread myself wide for him to see.
“Very nice,” he whispers as he puts his hand out and runs his fingers through my open lips.
“Fingers in,” he murmurs as he slowly unwraps his towel and takes his large erection in his hand.
Oh god. My eyes close at the sight of him. He is without a doubt the most virile magnificent beast I have ever seen.
I slowly ease one finger into myself and he strokes his cock to the end.
“That’s it,” he whispers as he strokes himself again.
My eyes stay riveted to his body, the power emanating and bouncing off the walls from him.
“More. Two fingers,” he whispers as his strokes get stronger. My eyes drop to his cock and the pre-ejaculate dripping from the end. Goosebumps scatter. I want him. I slowly ease two fingers into myself and then back out, and my back arches off the bed.
His strokes get almost violent and my breathing picks up to a pant. I can see every muscle in his torso flex as his powerful strokes move his whole perspiration-sheened body. His body starts to lurch forward to meet the punishing rhythm as his eyes stay riveted to my fingers disappearing into my body.
“Give it to yourself. I want three fingers,” he growls.
I frown in hesitation. “Now!” he snaps. “Don’t make me whip you.”
I slowly add another finger and groan as I feel the burn of the stretch. His eyes flicker with excitement. “Faster,” he whispers.
I’m so wet that I’m throbbing and my fingers are sliding easily in and out of myself. My back arches off the bed again as I feel an orgasm approaching. He grabs one of my feet and holds it wide in the air.
He starts to work himself with such power that I can hardly breathe as I watch him. Dear god, he’s beautiful. The perspiration, the muscle, the throbbing large cock, the look in his eyes and the feeling of my fingers is too much and I lurch forward as I orgasm. He just goes harder, long hard strokes, and the bed is moving from the force of his power.
“On your knees on the floor,” he growls.
Huh? He grabs me by the arm and rips me onto the floor and down to my knees and grabs my hair in a vice-like grip and strokes himself centimetres away from my mouth. The grip on my hair is painful as he rips my head back and slides his cock into my mouth and my gag reflex kicks in as he pushes it to the back of my throat.
“Suck!” he demands. His dark eyes show me a level of arousal that I love.
My eyes close and I swirl my tongue around the end of him and he growls in appreciation as he comes in a rush into my mouth. His body jerks as his body empties itself into my mouth. His harsh grip on my hair releases and he strokes my hair gently as he pants and I lick him clean.
I rest my head up against his hip as I pant. Fuck… what was that?
“Good girl, now on your knees on the bed,” he purrs.
My eyes meet his in question.
“I’m far from finished with you, my precious girl.” He bends and kisses me and as he tastes his arousal his kiss turns animalistic and he picks me up and throws me onto the bed.
“On your elbows and knees.”
My eyes widen. Oh shit, what’s he going to do?