“Stop holding back, I can take it. My pussy is dripping. Wet. Just. For. You.” I emphasize my point by shifting my hips a little with a roll, gasping at how good that feels.
Doing it again, he growls and snaps his hips forward in one powerful shove until he’s fully inside of me. My breath stops for a second, and my blood pumps in time with my heartbeat, but in a good way. The need to move comes over me. I start to grind my hips against him, which only sets him off like a wild animal. Just what I need—no holding back. I want all of his passion.
Before I can take my next breath, he’s pounding into me with a force that shakes the bed and, to be honest, my fucking soul. He slows down after a second, watching my every reaction like he's committing it to memory, and seeing that sets me off into a moaning mess. He glides his cock out slowly, just to torture me, and pumps back in quickly so that our skin smacks together each time, the sound blending in with my cries for more.
“Oh, God. Yes,” I chant as pressure builds, my orgasm drawing closer to the surface with each delicious pounding of his hips. He twines our hands together as he stares at me with a lopsided smile.
“No, not God. It’s Granger, Princess,” he teases, kissing me deeply like he’s making love to me with his tongue before pulling back. “Say my name,” he demands in a sexy voice, and pulls back until he’s barely inside of me.
“Granger,” I breathe out with a gasp, my head thrown back as he picks his pace back up the moment I say his name.
“You’re coating my dick, Princess. I can practically see my reflection on this glistening pussy. Do you want more?” he asks with a grunt when my pussy flutters around him as he talks dirty to me in a voice that’s deep and smooth like honey.
“Yes, give me everything, Granger,” I tell him in a throaty tone full of lust and want.
He lets go of my hand and shifts up until he’s kneeling on his knees between my thighs, then pauses to stare down at me.
“You know you mean more to me than just this, right?” he questions, his throat moving hard in a swallow. It’s hard to say the words that scare you senseless.
“I know. It’s more. Always more with you.” My voice is raspy, because it really is more with just him.
He kisses my bent knee gently, searing it into my skin before pulling away. Spreading my legs wider, he angles my hips up higher with a firm grip on my hips and enters me again in one fast stroke. He doesn’t stop even when sweat coats our bodies, and I’m shouting his name again and again. The headboard slams against the wall, and he fucks me up and into the mattress with every mind-numbing pound. His hard cock is stroking inside of me, pumping in and out with fast movements that drags against my G-spot each time until I start to see bright fucking stars. Grabbing my hips in each hand, he lifts my ass off the bed completely and adjusts me to his pleasure, but drags that big cock in all the right spots. I'll be feeling him for days. He furiously pounds into me, and I start screaming with ecstasy as it courses through my body. His head is thrown back in bliss, and it’s a beautiful sight from underneath him. He must feel my stare because he looks down at me suddenly and doesn’t glance away as he keeps fucking me. Something inside of me just lets go under his gaze. My back arches off the bed as hot, intense desire courses through my body, and my pussy grips onto his cock tightly, which has him groaning in pleasure. He picks up his speed, hips slamming into mine rapidly, and ecstasy consumes me as stars bursts behind my eyelids. My scream echoes loudly off the walls while my body shakes uncontrollably as I come all over his cock, my juices dripping down his cock every time he slides in and out. He strokes inside me faster as he nears his own orgasm, prolonging mine until my voice goes hoarse and my legs twitch around his waist.
“Fuck! Oh fuck. Feels so damn good,” he growls out as I squeeze him tight with my pussy. hH starts groaning loudly as he comes inside of me seconds later, his muscles straining and green eyes locked onto mine.
My whole body goes slack, and we’re both gasping for air when he collapses on top of me with a grunt before quickly rolling over and pulling me into his side. We don’t say anything for a couple of minutes as we try to catch our breath, and I don’t want to move. I feel so good, no wonder people do this all the time. I’ve been missing out, but I don’t think it would’ve felt like this with anyone else. I look up to see him already staring down at me with a pleased smirk on his handsome face as his hand smoothes up and down my spine.
“Happy birthday, Princess,” he says cockily. I bite his chest, but he just chuckles deeply.
Yeah, campfires and honey right there. Never fails to make me shiver with desire.
“You know it’s still my birthday until midnight right?” I arch my brow at him and spring out of bed when he lets out a playful growl.
My legs are still shaking slightly from the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had, but I have enough energy to sway my hips towards the bathroom. I’m
