"I thought you could fuck for hours, Rush."
I whirl, giving her a taste of my aggression. I stomp toward her, scoop her airborne, both hands digging into the plump, taut perfection of her tight little ass. Her legs wrap around my waist instinctively, and I rock into her. Split open, her pussy swallows my length with a slick penetration that has us both groaning. I walk across the room and crush her back against the window.
"When I'm fucking someone else, I can. But you, Beautiful Bryn—you're a fucking menace. You do me in. You ruin me." I drive into her, hard, and she cries out, pussy spasming around me. "I'd love nothing more than to be able to fuck you for hours, but you make it impossible. I won't last another minute, and it's your fault. You feel too fucking incredible."
"Again, Rush!" she screams.
"See? You take everything I've got and demand more." I give her another slamming thrust, and I drive so deep my balls ache, so deep my cock throbs and there's no more of her to fill, and yet she claws at my shoulders and uses her weight to sink down on me, forcing me deeper inside her than I thought possible. "Fuck, Byn. Jesus. What are you doing to me?"
She knots her fingers in my hair and yanks hard as she meets my thrust, wailing. "Shut up and make me come, Rush."
"D'you need to touch your clit?" I ask.
"Yes."
"Then do it. Touch that clit, baby. Make yourself come on my cock." I nip her earlobe, growling. "But fair warning—I’ll come when you do. And I won't be nice about it."
"You don't have a nice bone in your body."
I thrust. “This ain’t nice?"
"Nice?" She laughs. "No, it's not nice. It's wicked."
Her fingers slide between our bodies and she touches herself—the result is immediate. She cries out, arching backward as she pulses around me. "Oh fuck—fuck—fuck! Rush, holy god, fuck!" She thrusts against me, one hand gripping my shoulder while the other works between her thighs, rocking up and down on me, demonstrating absolute trust in my ability to hold her as she rides me.
"Bed!" she snarls at me. "Bed, now. Bed, goddammit, bed."
I stagger across the room on shaky, gelatinous legs, grunting in shock at the intense potency with which her pussy squeezes around my cock with the waves of orgasmic release smashing through her beautiful, perfect body.
When we reach the bed, she lets go of me and topples to the mattress, scrambling away from me and moving to her hands and knees. She spreads her legs wide, pushing her shoulders and chest into the bed to present her ass to me like the precious gift it is. "Fuck me, Rush. God, please. I need more."
"Fucking insatiable, aren't you?" I murmur, crawling onto the bed after her. “Just when I think you can't get any better, you fuckin' do."
She reaches between her thighs for me as I line up behind her, groaning as her eager fingers clutch my slick, aching cock and fit me into her slit. The moment I'm notched inside her, she pushes backward to take all of me, and her growl of need is ragged and breathless.
And if I'd thought she felt good before, she feels even better like this. I get a good grip on her ass cheeks and pull them apart to drive deeper, and she growls like a feral animal, hands curling into the mattress in shaking, white-knuckled fists.
"Ohhh fuck—RUSH!"
"Bryn!” I growl, hunching over her for a moment. "Beg, Beautiful Bryn. Beg me for what you need."
She obeys instantly. "Rush, please—fucking goddammit, Rush, please fuck me. Please fuck me. Come inside me, Rush. Fill my pussy."
Jesus actual fucking Christ, this woman. Gonna be the death of me, one way or another.
I've been holding back for so long now, I'm nearly mad with the need to come. My balls pulse and ache and burn, and my cock throbs and pounds, and she's so fucking wet and hot and tight, so lush and perfect around me.
I pull back slowly, pause, and then pound into her with a wordless shout. She pushes into my thrust eagerly, rising up on all fours and crashing back into my thrust as hard as she can. Her scream is ragged and wild, head hanging, and I feel her pussy spasming, preparing to come again.
She's a sex goddess, I tell you. I can die a happy man after this fuck, because I know I'll never have a better one.
"Again!" she snaps. “Give it to me, Rush. Fill me. Come inside me. Fuck me until my teeth rattle."
Begging on her own—how can I deny her?
I give in.Let go.
Gripping her hips, I jerk her backward as I fuck into her, and this time I don't stop. I cut loose with everything I am, and the wet sounds of my cock plunging inside her and the rhythmic slap of my hips into her full, round, perfect ass is the most beautiful music I could imagine. Except maybe the way she screams through her orgasm, guttural wails and shrill, breathless cries again and again as I fuck her relentlessly, pounding her pussy with hard thrust after hard thrust.
