Lowering her to the floor, I turned her around and pressed at her from behind until she leaned over the dining table, her lovely ass pushed back at me.
With patience I didn’t know I had in me, I slid my cock up and down her soft folds, watching her body prepare for my next attack.
“What do you want?” I repeated.
She lifted on her toes and arched her back slightly.
Oh, yeah, she wants me.
“I don’t know,” she repeated.
Leaning over her I rested my cock on her ass and nuzzled her nipples. Her face was turned, her eyes closed, and she licked her lips again.
“Alexander,” she whispered in a needy way.
“Yes, beautiful?” Deep male satisfaction filled me at the sound of my name and with a hand on my cock I placed it right at her entrance. Immediately she pushed back but I moved back too.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Please what?”
“Alexander, please,” she begged.
“Say it, Christina – say the word.”
“I want…”
“What do you want?”
“You.”
“What do you want me to do?”
Her breathing was ragged and she turned to look at me with half-lidded eyes. “I want you to take me.”
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Ye… yes,” she stammered.
“Then say it.” I looked down at my tip, dripping with precum, and couldn’t resist inserting it just a little bit.
“I already did… I said that I wanted you.”
“Say: Alexander I want you to fuck me,” I pressed her while circling her clit with my thumb.
“Ohh, yes… that’s feels so good,” she moaned.
I moved my finger and used my cock to play with her clit instead.
“Say it, beautiful, I want to hear you say it.”
“Fuck me, Alexander.”
Red light blinded me as my head exploded with the most insane lust. Christina had used the F-word for the first time in her life, and I knew that only absurd arousal could have gotten her to do something that unnatural to her.
“With pleasure,” I groaned and gave her what she had asked for. Filling her up, swiveling my hips, riding her hard, I took her with my fingers boring into her hips and got off on the way she cried out her ecstasy.
“Ohh… yes, yes, yes,” she panted out loud.
