She gasps, her pupils dilating as she stares up at me. But then Harlow bites her lips and murmurs, “That’s okay because I want it just as much as you do, Gray.”
I bring my lips close to her ear and ask, “Are you going to be a good girl for me? Or are you a bad girl?”
Her voice shakes and thickens as she murmurs, “I don’t know about good or bad, but I’ll be your dirty girl.”
Immediately, my senses tingle like a live wire.
“Fuck, that’s the right answer,” I breathe into her ear. I kiss Harlow even as my fingers deftly unhook her front-closure bra. Her breasts spring free of their confines, and I sit back, breathtaken by their beauty. They’re enormous and creamy, with pink crests that stand upright, beckoning to me.
“Shit baby,” I growl hoarsely before bending my head for a taste. “I can’t wait to see if your pussy is the same raw pink as your nipples.”
I greedily nibble and suck on them, and I can see my stubble is abrading Harlow’s fine skin. But she seems to love it; her hands keep pressing against the back of my head and holding me there. My palms slip from her tits to her sides, and I roughly turn her around. I bite her neck and pull her skirt up around her waist. My right-hand slides into her panties as I toy with her clit.
“Christ, you’re so wet.”
“Mm, fuck, yes,” she gasps, squirming a bit beneath my touch. “Oh yes!”
I lick the teeth marks I left on her neck, and then snarl, “You like when I touch you there?”
“Yes,” she pants.
“How about when I touch you here?” I growl as my fingers slide into her pulsing snatch. Her entire body shudders and squirms as she mewls desperately, tossing her curls back. Then unexpectedly, Harlow loses her balance and falls forward onto the bed with that big bottom in the air, my fingers buried deep in her twat.
“YES!” she screams.
I take a moment to enjoy the view of her bent over on the mattress. My fingers drift away from her, leaving a wet trail of nectar around her hip. A half-whisper leaps from my mouth, “God, that ass.”
Then, I pull her panties down her legs while she wriggles out of them. When she tries to remove the skirt, I swat her hands.
“Leave that on. Stay still, just like that.”
My blood is thundering in my body. I slowly stroke the tender skin on her ass cheek, and just as I think of swatting her there, a different urge comes over me. I take my jeans off and step closer.
My hard-on presses against her but I don’t enter her. I want to hear her say it. “Tell me what you want, Harlow.”
“I want you to make love to me,” she pants, bumping her bottom up and down slightly, as if tempting me. I take a long look at that gleaming pink slit but make no move.
“A bent-over girl doesn’t get in this position to make love,” I tell her. “Tell me what you really want.” She’s quiet for a moment and panic seizes my heart. Oh shit. Have I gone too far?
But then Harlow speaks again, her voice low. “I want you to fuck me. Is that what you want to hear, Gray?”
It is. In response, I lift her legs and toss her up the bed. She squeals from the throw, and it’s all I can do not to thrust into her right then. But I’m going to take my time and enjoy this. I pull her skirt away and now, she’s utterly nude before me, with those big breasts splayed on her chest and that pink slit dripping heavily. She stares with open lust as her eyes caress each inch of my body.
Slowly, I climb up her body, kissing her delicate skin along the way. She spreads her legs open for me, but I hover over her, my huge head just nudging her tiny opening.
“If we do this, Harlow, I want all of you. I can’t share you. You’ll belong to me.”
She looks for a long moment into my eyes, the air thick between us. But then she nods.
“I’m yours, Gray,” she murmurs in assent.
“No one else’s.”
“Yes, sir,” she gasps.
“You are my filthy, nasty little girl,” I groan, and then rub the head of my cock around her wet clit. It’s such a delicious torment; I want all of her, but I only feed her enough to keep her on the edge. She trembles against me, so I give her a little more. Finally, I can’t take it anymore either. I ease myself into her, and I lose my fucking mind when she screams in ecstasy.
“Oh, fuck yes!” comes her wail.
My hips press deeper into her wet pussy and I wanted to come right then. She’s so fucking tight! I shudder once I’m completely surrounded by those wet walls, her pussy clamping down on me while rippling with pleasure. I hook my arms under her shoulders, so my hands wrap over her shoulders, and now, I have Harlow pinned inside and out. She couldn’t escape me if she tried.
The girl’s fingernails dig into my ribs, like she’s yearning for something solid to cling to. My cock brushes against her G-spot, and her lashes flutter every time I hit it.
“Mmm,” she grunts heavily. “Oh god.”
Her back arches and those big breasts are flush against my chest now as our hips bang against one another. My kisses are hungry things because I want to devour her, and it’s all I can do to stay in the moment.
“You’re going to come, aren’t you?” I hiss.
“YES!” she shrieks.
“But not yet,” I rasp, pulling out.
Her eyes flick open and she whines.
“What? Why?!”
In seconds, I flip her over and growl, “Because I have to know what this feels like.” I pull her
