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View MoreâWe pulled away and we stared into each other. He caressed my cheeks. âYouâre so beautiful.ââYou have no idea the dreams I've had of you.ââWhat kind of dreams?â I chuckled, biting my lips. âBad ones.â He whispered, tracing kisses all over my shoulders and back. âThe kind where you're screaming my name as I hit you from behind.âHe picked me up. âLet's get you cleaned up.â He said as he made his way into his bathroom. He set me down and turned on the shower. The water washed away sweat and cum. We kissed again and I ran my fingers through his wet hair. He then dropped behind me and spread my ass cheeks and dived in with his tongue. I moaned and almost slipped but thankfully he held me steady. He rose and pressed his cock to my ass once more, sliding in easily now. He fucked me slow at first, his hands roaming my wet skin, kissing my shoulder blades softly then he grabbed the showerhead, positioning it against my clit while hammering my ass hard, the pressure making me scream. The
"Gonna fuck this tight ass," he said, spitting on my hole before pressing the head of his cock against it.âFuuuck," I screamed at the feeling of his thick cock. His hips moved forward making me whimper. I was full, so full. This feeling I had was incomparable to any feeling I've had when having sex in the past. I wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me silly. ââYou're so fucking hot when you scream like that.â He said as he held my hips and fucked my ass hard. Each thrust sent me into another dimension. âMilking my cock like a whore." I moaned at his words, they made me so wet. "Fuck me harder. I'll be your dirty little slut. Put your big cock into any hole!" I moaned loudly. We were a sweaty mess as the sound of our lovemaking filled the room. He raised one of my legs up over the couch arm, the new angle letting him grind deeper, hitting spots that made stars burst behind my eyes.ââ"Come on my cock," I screamed his name as my juices dripped down my thighs.âYes. Scream my name l
His apartment looked like mine but was a little different. He had bookshelves lined one wall. He certainly wasn't lying about loving books. The apartment smelt exactly like him. "You can sit down." He nodded toward the couch. "You want tea?""You don't have toâ""Tea or coffee?""Tea. Thank you."I sat and looked around while he moved in the kitchen. I looked around the room till my eyes caught something odd. There was a long dark rope placed on the edge of the bookshelf. I stared at it in awe. What was it for?Nick came back with two mugs and sat in the chair across from me. "Better?" he asked."Yes." I wrapped both hands around the mug. "I'm sorry again.""Stop apologizing." He looked at me. "You can take the guest room. It's yours as long as you need it." He leaned back and just stared at me. There's an awkward silence. "So how long have you lived here?" I asked, trying to make conversation. "Three years." He responded. "And you like it?""It's quiet. I like it here." He sai
I was half asleep and let out a long yawn. I didn't sleep well last night. My neighbor and his visitor kept me up. I had on an oversized shirt that had seen better days and I was now heading to the coffee machine at the end of the hall which truthfully was the actual reason I signed the lease.I stopped in my tracks at the person who was already there looking like a snack. It was seven in the morning and Nick looked like he'd been awake for hours. He had on gray sweatpants and his white t-shirt stretched across his chest. His tattoos looked yummy. He had fuckboy written all over him and from the screams I heard last night. He definitely was one. Not that it was any of my business. I remembered my own orgasm last night. He smiled as I approached and handed me a cup before I even reached the machine."You look like you need this more than me.""I was up late." I said. âCouldn't sleep with the noise.â I winked. That's lame why would you wink. Nowhere probably thinks I was intentionall












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