INICIAR SESIÓNWe pulled away and we stared into each other. He caressed my cheeks. “You’re so beautiful.”
“You have no idea the dreams I've had of you.”
“What kind of dreams?” I chuckled, biting my lips.
“Bad ones.” He whispered, tracing kisses all over my shoulders and back. “The kind where you're screaming my name as I hit you from behind.”
He picked me up. “Let's get you cleaned up.” 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 pleasure was so overwhelming.
"Yes, fuck my ass like that!" I wailed, the water increasing every sensation. He dropped the showerhead and wrapped an arm around my waist to hold me steady.
I lost count of how many times I came.
Our kiss was desperate, as he fucked me standing, then lowered us both to the shower floor. On my knees in the steam, I took him in my mouth while water poured over my face.
Pulling out, he yanked me up. "Cum with me," he demanded and we both did.
We slumped together under the water, kissing lazily as his hands traced gentle patterns on my back. I felt at bliss in that moment.
The water continued to pour over us. Nick's eyes still glowed with lust as he held me close. He didn't look like he was satisfied.
“You wanna go again?” I asked, my eyes widening.
“You make me so horny. Your scent, your body, everything about you I love.” He said hoarsely.
He kissed me again but this time it felt possessive. I ran my hands through his hair, loving the scent.
He nipped my lower lip hard enough to draw a gasp, then pulled back, smirking. “We're taking this to the bedroom. Are you ready?”
I nodded in anticipation. My pussy throbbed but it wanted more. I couldn't get enough of this man.
He turned off the towel and grabbed a towel gently drying me. I shivered as he wrapped the towel around his waist, his cock already thickening again beneath it.
He scooped me up once more and carried me to his bedroom.
His room was clean and very neatly arranged. My eyes widened in surprise at the nightstand cluttered with lube bottles, a vibrator, and a pair of leather cuffs attached to chains dangling from the headboard.
He placed me onto the mattress.
“On your knees, face down,” he ordered, stripping off the towel to reveal his fully erect cock.
I obeyed eagerly and lifted my ass, exposing my leaking pussy. Without warning, he slapped my ass cheek hard.
I yelped at the sting. I was surprised as my pussy responded differently. You filthy cunt.
“You love this, don't you? Being my filthy little fucktoy.”
“Yes,” I moaned. More. More. I could feel my orgasm again.
He chuckled then reached for the lube on the nightstand, squirting a generous amount onto his fingers. He teased my ass first before shoving two fingers inside.
I whimpered, as he added a third finger, twisting and pumping until I was begging.
“I need you.” I say. I needed his cock in my pussy.
He happily obliged and I screamed into the pillow, the pleasure overwhelming but I rocked back meeting his brutal pace.
No sex I would have in the future would ever beat this. This was once in a lifetime sex. I could fuck this man everyday. I would do anything he asked for so long as he promised to fuck me good like this.
His hand came down again and again on my ass until my ass cheeks burned red.
“Fuck, your hole's gripping me so tight,” he moaned then leaned over to bite my shoulder. I felt every inch of him as he kissed the bite softly. “Tell me what you want next.”
“Everything,”I panted. He could do anything he wanted to me. “Use me. All of me.”
“Be careful what you ask for, baby. You might just get addicted.”
He flipped me over and grabbed the cuffs and secured my wrists to the headboard. I watched him as he grabbed the vibrator and turned it on.
Shifting down, he shoved it into my pussy without mercy. It stretched and buzzed against my walls, hitting my g-spot relentlessly.
I screamed as the first orgasm crashed over me, but he didn't stop as he pinned my thighs open with his knees and rammed his cock into my ass.
Double penetration had me seeing stars, his cock pounding my hole while the toy ravaged my cunt. He leaned down and gave me a sloppy kiss, swallowing my cries as he fucked me senseless.
“Cum for me again, squeeze that ass around my dick,” he demanded between kisses, nipping my lips.
I was a hot mess. He let out a loud groan as he pulled out. Hot cum sprayed across my belly and tits. He threw the toy to the side and flipped me onto my side and uncuffed one of my wrists only to retie it to the bedpost in a new angle, leaving me half-curled, one leg hooked over his shoulder.
He entered my pussy and this time, it was low and deep. If he asked me if I loved him at this exact moment, I would have said yes without hesitation.
Our eyes locked, and he kissed me tenderly. He increased his pace, the chain on my cuff clinking with every slam.
'Take it, baby,' he whispered against my ear and bit it before soothing it with a lick. His fingers found my clit, rubbing circles as he hammered, switching to my ass mid-thrust, the sudden change making me yelp and pull the sheets. He laughed then spanked my thigh before kissing the red mark.
“I can't control myself around you.” He said.
We rolled again and he laid on his back now and I was now in a cowgirl position. My bound hand limited me, but I rode him wildly, bouncing on his cock in my pussy, my tits jiggled as he sucked one nipple into his mouth. His hands gripped my ass. “Ride harder, make that pussy cream on me.”
I did as he said. My juices soaking his balls. He gripped my waist as he moaned deeply. I loved the way he moaned.
He sat up and wrapped his arms around me. Our kiss was fierce and he flipped us so I was under him, my legs were wrapped around his waist. He fucked me missionary-style and kissed all over my face and neck then my chest. I felt hot all over.
By the look on his face, I knew he was about to release.
“I can't hold it much longer. I need to release.” He looked at me and I nodded without hesitation.
I felt him cum into me as we clung together, panting like we just ran a marathon. He uncuffed me fully, rubbing my wrists gently, then pulled me into his lap for a long kiss with his hands roaming softly over my curves.
“How do you feel?” He said as I lay on his chest. I felt safe in his embrace and didn't want to leave.
“That was amazing.” I giggled.
Then I paused. Oh shit, we didn't use condoms and I'm not on any birth control!
“We shouldn't be doing this?” She breathed. “But you want to.” He wasn't wrong. Sh wished he was. She wanted nothing more than for him to dominate her. She kissed him. He made a sound and his hands found her waist, and he pulled her against him. His lips were warm, and tasted like the wine they'd had with dinner. He kissed her back with such hunger that it made her knees go weak."Elena." he moaned in her mouth. His hands slid down her back and he gripped her hips. She gasped when he pulled her closer and she felt that he was hard. She subconsciously rubbed herself againt him and he growled, the sound vibrated through his chest into hers."Wait." she breathed. He stopped immediately and he pulled back just enough to look at her. His gorgeous eyes searched her face anxiously. "Too fast?" he asked in a rough voice. "We can–""No." She shook her head. "I just want to… I need to tell you…" She looked down. "Tell me what?"She looked back up at him. "I don't do this." she said. "I'm no
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