My Sweet Bully

She stares up at me with a look of confusion on her face. Her brows drop down to the bridge of her nose, and her eyes dart between mine. “What? What’s wrong?”

“I don’t think I can do this.”

Not like this. We can’t like this.

“What?” she asks, her voice high pitched. “Did I do something?”

“No, no, no.” Dropping onto the couch beside her, I lean forward and settle my elbows against my thighs, with my hands between my legs. “You didn’t do anything. I just. . . I don’t want you to do something you might regret. You’re drunk, I should have realized that. If we—”

Prairie reaches out and takes both my hands in hers. “Max, I’m not drunk. I didn’t even have one full beer.”

Sighing, I shake my head. “This isn’t you, you don’t want to do this, and you definitely don’t want to do this with someone like me.”

Pushing herself up, she climbs onto my lap and straddles me. “Don’t tell me what I want, only I can tell you what I want.” She uses her hands to press my shoulders back. “I’m a girl who knows exactly what she’s doing. I made my choice. I wouldn’t be here with you otherwise.”

She’s stern, her words so sure, I have no reason to doubt her. I can see in her eyes how serious she is, in the way her hands rub my chest as her hips rock against my cock in my jeans.

Driving my fingers into her hair, I yank her down hard and fast so I can kiss her. Tangling my hands in the wild pile of curls, I refuse to break away again. My dick is throbbing, pushing painfully against my zipper.

Grinding my hips up, her eyes ignite as she feels my bulge between her legs. I’m rock hard, eager and ready to fuck her right here. And the look in her eyes says she feels the same.

Lifting herself up higher on her knees, she wriggles her hips and pulls her panties down her legs. Undoing the button on my pants, I pull my cock out and her eyes fly open as she looks over my length.

“Do you. . .” her words trail off as she runs her eyes from my face to my cock and back up again.

“Yeah,” I say, tugging the wallet from my back pocket. Taking out a condom, I hold it between two fingers, and smile. Tearing it open, I slip if over my dick and toss the wrapper to the floor. “He’s all yours.”

Prairie smiles, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth. She presses up on her knees, butterflying her legs wider as she positions herself over my length. Holding the base of my cock, she guides the head to her entrance.

Slowly she lowers herself down, her eyes snapping shut and her head tipping back as she coos softly. Stilling, she doesn’t move, letting her body adjust to my size. Her walls stretch around me as she wiggles her hips slightly, and pushes the last inch of my cock inside.

Her pussy is warm, tight, and feels so damn good wrapped around my cock. Her walls clench hard, firmly holding me in inside. She starts to move her body, rocking gently. Rolling forward, her pussy rubs against the base of my stomach, smearing my skin with her arousal.

“Mm,” she groans as she closes her eyes and tips her head back. Her ass lifts a little higher, coming down harder, her movements increasing in intensity, becoming wilder, more feral, more needy.

All I can do is watch her. Watch her tits as her nipples turn to pebbles under her dress, and goosebumps raise across her skin. Her eyes glaze, surrendering to the feelings that are unfurling inside her.

We both want this. We both need this. And we can’t ignore it anymore.

Gyrating my hips, I slam up in her, greeting her pussy as it bears down around my swollen dick. There are no words between us, only heavy breaths and the slapping of skin on skin.

Over and over, I plow into her, hitting her so deep, I swear the tip is in her lower belly. Digging my fingers into her hips, I help her ride my cock.

Prairie’s nails pierce the tops of my shoulders as she falls forward and moans into the crook of my neck. “Oh, fuck, Max,” she sputters out, her words mostly air.

My balls tighten as she milks my dick, and I feel a shiver as it rushes down her body and through my fingers. She lets out one loud moan, and that’s it, I lose it. My cock stiffens, stilling for a single beat, then exploding hot cum into the condom.

Pulse after pulse, my dick spurts. I’m breathing heavily as she lays on my chest. The air around us is hot, thick, and reeks of sex.