“Dom, you’re driving me out of my goddamn mind.”
“More!” she whimpers. “I need your cock inside me.”
“Greedy, Dom,” I chuckle.
“I want you so much, I’m not above begging.”
Well hell.
I make quick work of my belt, pants and my boxer briefs until I release my cock. I’m so fucking hard, it’s almost painful. I lift her up in my arms and thrust inside her like a savage.
Her groan is so loud it echoes around the stairwell.
Jesus Christ.
I’ll never get used to how amazing it feels to be inside her pussy unsheathed. I could fuck her twelve times a day and it still wouldn’t be enough. It’s that mind-blowing.
It doesn’t take long for my heavy balls to tug. “Baby, I’m there. Are you close?” I grunt.
“Yes,” she gasps, clenching around me. “Oh, God.” Her breath is ragged. “Oh, God,” she repeats a little louder.
“That’s it, baby. Come hard for me.”
Dom wraps her legs around me and starts swaying her hips back and forth. Nothing compares to watching her chase her climax. I meet each one of her desperate thrusts with a punishing one.
She moans and shudders and bites into the shoulder of my jacket as I take control of this dance. I pump into her hard and fast against the wall, praying she doesn’t bruise too badly.
“You’re my hit of ecstasy, baby,” I groan as I pump in and out of her.
“Arghhh!”
“You’re too loud, baby. You want an audience?” I chuckle.
“Sorry,” she blushes.
The thought of someone catching us excites me more than it should.
Old habits die hard.
My hands are full, so are hers. I angle her body, making it easier for her clit to rub against me with every thrust.
“I’m there,” she sobs.
“Force my cum out of me,” I whisper inches away from her mouth.
And she does.
She clenches so hard around me, I choke a groan.
Holy Christ.
My legs start trembling underneath me as my balls tighten.
I’m flirting with the edge of my climax, but no way I’m coming first.
“Come for me, Dom,” I command.
I slam harder and deeper into her.
