“I don’t do what you tell me. I don’t do what anyone tells me.” She matched my fire, her dominance trying to overshadow mine.
Like that would ever happen.
My fingers slipped down the front of her panties and found her clitoris immediately. It was already throbbing, telling me she liked this game more than she let on. I rubbed it vigorously, moving in a circular motion that made her gasp immediately. “I’m the exception.” I pressed my mouth to her ear, my hand still fisted in her hair. “I’m your man, and you’ll do exactly what I say.”
She breathed hard as I lit her body on fire. “You aren’t my man.”
Now that just pissed me off. I rubbed her harder, rubbing the juice from her wet pussy over her clit. “I’m yours. You are mine. Period.” My cock ached from pressing so hard against my zipper. It wanted release—inside her tight little cunt. “Take off your panties.” My fingers slid across her soaked clitoris, using her own arousal as lubrication. I knew she enjoyed this and was about to come against my fingers. “Now.” I growled in her ear then stopped my fingers altogether.
Her hips automatically bucked against me, wanting me to keep going. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were watery from desperation.
I bit her earlobe. “Now.”
She struggled against me, not wanting to obey my command but wanting to come. The only way around her headstrong temper was her sexual appetite. I’d been down this road before, and I always knew which way would win.
After a moment of hesitation, she pulled her black thong down her legs to her ankles.
The sweet taste of victory flooded my mouth.
I always won. Every single time. But winning against a worthy opponent made the triumph sweeter. “Good girl.”
I hooked her legs around my waist then carried her to the top floor where my bedroom was waiting. It was dark inside, and I removed the comforter so only the sheets remained. I knew we were going to get dirty, so I was prepared.
I threw her on the bed before I yanked her dress off then her boots. She was in just her bra, a sexy black push up. I left it on then undressed in front of her, letting my cock come free. He leaked from the tip because he was ready for that cunt. Like he had eyes of his own, he pointed directly at it.
I got my shirt off then moved on top of her, her head on a pillow. Dinner was ready downstairs, and it was going to get cold, but the second I saw her, I needed to get off. And I could tell she did too.
I moved between her thighs then shoved two fingers inside her. Like last time, I felt her tight channel. She was seriously narrow, the soft flesh of her pussy wet and tight. I felt the lubrication drench my fingers before I pulled them out and ran them across my cock. I coated myself in her pussy juice, lubing myself from my tip to my balls.
She watched me, her green eyes darkening in desire.
I pumped myself a few times, testing the friction. “That’s all you, sweetheart.” I moved on top of her and pressed my hard shaft right against her throbbing clitoris. Both slick, we moved together.
She moaned the second our skin came into contact. Her hands moved to my arms and dug into my biceps, squeezing me like an anchor. She cried louder than when we dry-humped on her bed. Now she was delirious with pleasure, feeling our bodies mold together like they were made to become one.
My cock loved the feel of her wet clitoris. Her lips opened for me every time I moved, and the moisture made a distinct sound as we grinded over one another. It was nothing like sex, but it was still so fucking hot I wanted to come. This woman made the amateur stuff feel like the greatest sex I’d ever had.
“Calloway…” Her hands immediately went to my chest, her fingers spread out to feel the expansive muscle. “So good…”
“I can’t wait to fuck you, sweetheart.” She had the wettest and tightest pussy I’d ever felt. My cock would be in heaven when it finally happened.
She moved her hands up the back of my neck and into my hair, her palm cupping my cheeks as our bodies coiled around each other. “Fuck me now, Calloway. Please.”
Holy fucking shit.
I kept grinding against her, my cock twitching in anticipation. He wanted to be deep inside her, buried in that little pussy and claiming it as his own. He wanted to fill her with so much cum it leaked down her ass crack.
“Please.” She looked into my eyes, the green flickering like a forest fire. Her lips were parted and desperate for mine. She was already on the verge of an orgasm. She dug her nails deeper into me, begging me with her touch.