“I’ll go easy and slow until you’re used to me, and then I’ll fuck you as hard and fast as I did to your pussy.” He took his finger out of her and palmed her ass, massaged the globes, and had her skin heating within seconds.
“I don’t want slow.” She looked over her shoulder and stared into his face. His expression was one of carnal lust, and with his hooded eyes, the sweat dripping down his hard, corded, tattooed body, she knew she would never forget about tonight. Just looking at the raw power that came from him was enough to have her inner muscles clenching hard. “I want you everywhere.”
How strange things had escalated so fast and powerfully as they had, but it was the good kind of strange for sure. The hard slap to her ass had a pleasurable gasp leaving her. She thought he might shove that big dick that hung between his legs right up in that hole, but he moved away and grabbed a bottle of lube from his bedside table instead. She wasn’t even about to think how prepared he was and that most likely that meant he did this sort of thing often.
But the truth was, Naggie might have only been with Rob for the last year, but before that, she was sexually liberated. If she wanted to have sex, then she picked the man she wanted and controlled the situation. She was most definitely not in control right now, and it felt fucking incredible.
Moments later, he was back behind her, had her ass spread, and poured the cool lube down the crease of her bottom. He aligned his cockhead with her anus and in the next second was pushing into her slowly but thoroughly.
The lube he used helped ease his way into her, but it didn’t stop the burning pain of his huge cock filling her, or the fact that she felt very full. When he was past the tight ring of muscle, it was like she opened up, and then he slid all the way in.
“That’s it, baby, take all of me.” His hands were viselike on her, squeezing her to the point that she knew there would be finger-sized bruises. But Naggie wanted those marks on her, wanted to have this kind of ownership from him. He pulled out slowly until just the tip was lodged in her, and then he pushed back inside just as agonizingly slowly.
He did this over and over, until Naggie found herself thrusting back, wanting him to really take her. A hard slap to her ass had her movements stilling, and a look behind her showed a hard mask on his face. “You need to stay still, baby, because I’m two seconds away from coming as it is.” Sweat continued to drip down his hard, toned chest, and the urge to run her tongue along those valleys and dips of tendon and sinew rode her hard.
Soon, he was fucking her with abandon, giving it all to her so she was forced to reach up, grip the wooden slats of the headboard, and hold on. Her breasts bounced from his hard thrusts, and the sound of their wet skin slapping together filled the room.
“Fuck, yeah.” He slapped first her right cheek and then her left. “Do it, baby. Squeeze my dick.”
A wave of pleasure slammed into her, taking her breath away and making her do exactly what he said. She clenched and released her inner muscles around his length until they both moaned. Booshie reached around her body and found her clit with his big fingers. He pinched the tiny bundle of nerves, and lights flashed behind her closed lids. Her body shook from the pleasure, and she took comfort in the all-consuming ecstasy that stole her sanity.
He placed a hand on the center of her back and continued to push into her and then pull back out with increasing speed and vigor. And when he placed both his hands on her back and slid them up to grip the nape of her neck, Naggie had never felt so owned by a man as she did right then. For several seconds, he held her immobile as he pounded into her deliciously sore body.
He thrust into her once, twice, and on the third pump stilled inside her. He came long and hard, shuddering and groaning, and holding onto her flesh so hard the pleasure and pain became one. He might be wearing a condom, but she could feel the jerk of his cock, felt the powerful pumping at the tip of his dick as he filled the condom. His coarse words were sharp and dirty, and another shiver wracked her already exhausted body.
His orgasm seemed to go on forever, and when he finally exhaled and pulled out of her, she immediately collapsed on the bed.
“Holy shit.” The words tumbled out of her, but she was too tired to be embarrassed. Instead, all she wanted to do was let the euphoric haze of having been thoroughly screwed by Booshie pull her into oblivion.
The feeling of something smooth and gentle moving up and down her side had Naggie slowly opening her eyes. She blinked a few times to clear her vision. The light that filled the room was low and muted and came from the bedside lamp, given the small clicking sound she heard coming from behind her. She was on her side and facing away from him but smiled when she felt his warm breath on the nape of her neck.
“You wore me the fuck out, baby.”
She grinned even though he couldn’t see her. The caress of him moving his fingers along her side, right over her script tattoo, could have had her falling back to sleep, and she
