Lucy ignored most of what he was saying, unable to think of anything other than how good it felt to sway on top of him as if he were her own personal sex doll. Closing her eyes, she dropped her head back until her hair brushed the top of her ass. Rocking back and forth, she knew she was only a stroke or two away from an orgasm when she was lifted up, away from the precious pressure that was giving her what she needed.
“What the—” she cried, frustrated at the interruption. Ready to finish, she pushed his hands away where he was positioning her. “I need—”
“I know what you need,” Sparx said, feeding the first few inches of his cock into her with a grunt.
“Holy,” she breathed, looking down at the amount of dick still waiting to enter her. “Wow.”
“So tight,” he groaned, his head falling back as he palmed her ass to bring farther down his length.
“Too much,” she squealed, tightening her legs on his hips to slow down her decent. Sparx froze, his hands latched tightly to her ass.
Lucy sucked in lungful of air, breathing through the initial burning stretch of his entry. She’d been pretty deep into a sexual dry spell before meeting Sparx, and her body had no trouble reminding her to slow it down.
“Better?” he asked, his jaw tight as he looked up at her.
“Yeah,” she sighed. Lifting up on his length, she gave a swirl before sliding back down. Taking him deeper into her body with each stroke, her juices easing the way as it sloppily coated his length. Embarrassment filled her at how wet she was before it was pushed out of the way by gratefulness. Her body was seriously doing her a solid, considering the thick dick she still had yet to fully take. “You?”
Sparx gave her a sharp nod, his hands clenching, spreading her ass with their flexing. The action created a pinch that was surprisingly pleasant.
“Just a little more,” he panted, the muscles in his chest and shoulders sharply pronounced as he stared at where they were joined. “Can you take it?”
Lucy’s chin dropped to her chest as she looked between them at the pornographic visual of their joining. Sparx’s cock, which was the largest she’d ever had the pleasure to personally meet, was buried almost to the root. Thickly spreading her lips where it tunneled into her body. Witnessing the visual of how tight she was around him was almost too much for her to take. She watched the muscle clench around him, the spasm choking his length rhythmically as it begged her for more.
Hell yes, she could take it. She could take it all.
Tossing her head back, she pushed past the tightness with a raw cry escaping her throat. It took a bit of work, considering his size, but she didn’t stop until she was flush against Sparx. Her breath left in a whoosh as she took it all in.
Then, after praying silently to whatever deity blessed her mate with such an amazing cock, she rocked back and forth a bit. Testing their connection. Keeping him completely gloved within her body.
“Thank you, Jesus,” she groaned, unable to stop the rocking her hips were now doing of their own accord.
“Per-fect,” he groaned, his fingers digging into her hips to get a good grip. He lifted her up and down, as if she weighed nothing. Raising and lowering her tight sheathe slowly at first, until their rhythm began to pick up speed.
Soon, it wasn’t enough. Knocking his hands away, she planted him deep and began sawing back and forth. Sliding wetly back and forth against his hips, she rode him, groaning loudly. The position allowed her to keep him planted deep yet gave her the stimulation she needed against her clit to climb the peak she could feel lingering in the periphery.
Lucy’s orgasm began to build as she was overcome by everything that was Sparx. The feel of his body deep within hers, the taste of him on her lips, the scent of him in the air, and the feast he created for her eyes.
The way he spanked her; his teeth bared as he conquered her body from below.
“Harder,” she whispered, jolting when he leveled a smack against the plump cheek of her ass. For a split second, she thought of how crazy this was. How wanton she was acting before she pushed that thought away and voiced what she wanted. What she needed. “More.”
“Perfect mate,” Sparx groaned as he wrapped one hand in her hair and pulled her down for a deep kiss, the cadence of his hips never breaking their beat.
Lucy whimpered against his lips at the feel of his seeking finger probing at her anus. That wasn’t something she’d done before, but she wasn’t opposed to it. Especially considering how lovely it felt now as she submitted to the sensual probing, still rocking her pussy on his cock.
This was every fantasy she’d ever had. Every single dirty thought that had ever flitted through her imagination was happening all at once.
She broke the kiss with a groan as his finger slid deeper, making the connection even tighter where he was in her balls deep.
“Fuuuuuuck,” she groaned, squeezing her eyes shut as she focused on the electric sensations taking up the entire lower half of her body. She couldn’t do anything but lay against his chest and let him fuck her.
Which is what he did.
With one hand on her ass, moving her up and down, Sparx kept his jabs short and deep. His other hand was on her ass as well, but with one finger buried as deep as it could possibly go. Every now and then pulling out only to plunge deep again just as quickly.
The sounds of their slapping bodies, her whimpering groans, and his grunts of satisfaction filled the room, the beat of their sex echoing in the carved space around them.
Until, finally, her teeth biting
