“You know nothing…” he growls, his hands reaching into my hair. He tugs it hard, and my scalp burns while my walls clench. The pleasure and pain he can bring me has me wanting to set him off non-stop by looking him straight in the eyes, defying him, pushing him.
“I do…”
His eyes look into mine, all pieces of the human I have grown to know are gone. His mouth descends on mine, our teeth clash, and there’s so much power in that simple skin on skin contact. His hand is still in my hair, holding me in place, and I can’t help but feel all over his body.
He growls, gripping my ass and lifting me up onto the counter. The broken glass pricks against my skin, but I don’t care. Nothing can pull me away from this man. My hunger for him outweighs everything.
His lips devour mine while he bites at my skin. My legs spread all on their own as I ready for him. His hand reaches up, tearing my panties from me. The flimsy night shirt I’m wearing is no resistance to him.
I’m panting with need by the time he releases my hair and pushes me back so he can unbuckle himself. I watch as he slowly pulls his pants off, his cock comes to attention, and I feel my mouth watering. The thought of him taking me, with no intent of warning me, has me growing wetter by the second.
“Hold on. . . I’m going to fuck the defiance right out of you.” He whispers in my ear, his teeth graze it, and I let a sigh escape my lips. My ass is tugged to the edge of the counter, and suddenly he’s at my entrance, entering me with an intensity I have never felt in my life. Our grunts and slaps echo through the bathroom. Zerro’s fingers bite into my flesh as a flutter runs through me and straight to my toes. They curl, and a cry of pleasure leaves my lips as I open my eyes and catch him watching himself push in and out of me.
“Your pussy, your body… It is all made for me,” he growls, his teeth scrape my skin as his cock continues to push into me, hitting my G-spot. I have never felt so much pleasure in my life. Something in me comes to life, and I feel myself floating. My body tingles and zings with desire, pleasure, and pain.
He continues his destructive pace as if he is trying to break me into little pieces so he can put me back together as he sees fit. Reaching up, I grip his face, bringing him nose to nose with me. Desire pulls deep inside of his eyes, and suddenly we’re moving as he slams my back against one of the walls. The air leaves my lungs as he places deep kisses against my neck, and chest. Fabric tears, and I’m so far into a lust induced state that I don’t even care what is going on. My only want and need is Zerro.
“Tight pussy and your tits, they’re fucking gorgeous, just like every other aspect of you.” His words are a whisper to my soul but barely heard by my ears. His grip on my ass tightens as he moves us again, his back landing on the bed with me on top of him. His hands move from my hips and come to a still behind his head as he smirks up at me.
Looking down at him, I ask, “What are we doing?”
“Ride me. Show me what that tight pussy of yours can do. I’ve never had a pussy that can bring me to my knees like yours does. I want to know if you can make me beg, plead, and want more.”
Gyrating my hips slowly I smile, “Your wish is my command.” I move slowly at first, watching as the smile slowly slips from his face. His lips part and his tongue touches his lips, licking them in anticipation. I bounce on him until I feel myself on the verge, my walls clench, my mind slips from my body, and I feel as if I’m looking at everything from above. Is it possible to die from coming so many times?
In the next moment, I’m lying on my back as he parts my legs and then pushes them down into my chest so he can go deeper. His pace is evil as he slips in and out slowly, then all of a sudden it’s as if all hell has broken lose. It’s as if he has broken lose. He pushes into me with all his might, his dick hitting my back wall with a painfully pleasing feeling.
As soon as it starts its ending, I can feel him coming deep inside of me. I feel his spurts of hot semen and his dick swelling as my walls clench him once again. My body feels as if it’s floating, and I have never in my life felt such great pleasure from pain.
He pulls his cock from my body, leaving me feeling as if I have lost a part of myself just as I’m coming back down to earth, I think I hear the words, “She will be the death of me” slip from his lips. Any thought of getting up now is lost as I drift into a deep, dark, comatose sleep.
*
“Wake up,” he growls in my ear. I roll over, my naked body colliding with his dressed one. How long had he been lying next to me, watching me sleep?
“What time is it?” I ask sleepily. I look out the window and catch a glimpse of the sun setting. Have I slept the whole day? I guess I understand now how hard it is to remove yourself from someone’s bed after an intense round of sex.