Her fingers clawed into the meat of my chest, hair loose and wild around our faces, her knees squeezing my hips as she straddled me, she could only nod at first, teeth catching her lower lip. Then she spoke, through gritted teeth. “The best. Too good.”
“Can you take me now?” I asked.
She nodded again, her breath catching and stuttering as she began to roll her hips, and then buried her face in the base of my throat.
I wrapped her thick auburn hair around my fist and hauled her face back up so she was forced to look at me. “Need your voice, Dru. I need to move. Can you take all of me now? Say it.”
She inhaled raggedly. “I can take you, Sebastian. Give me all you’ve got. Give me everything.”
I clutched her tight against me and rolled to pin her spine to the bed. “Don’t close your eyes. Don’t miss a second of this, Dru.”
“I won’t.”
I pushed my hips harder against her, pushed my cock as deep as it would go. Then, slowly, I pulled back, and she whimpered as if to mourn the loss of me inside her. Gently, then, I slid back in. My arms were braced on either side of her face, her thighs framing my hips, feet planted in the mattress near my knees. Her hands were clutching my shoulders, and as I pushed in, her fingernails became claws all over again, and she gasped when I filled her. Again, and again, and every time I thrust into her she clawed her fingers deeper into my flesh, and I relished the desperation of the way she clung to me, the ferocity in her fingers and the erotic breathy gasping of her voice.
But I was still going slow. Taking her measure, more than anything. Just getting started. Not wanting to overwhelm her or frighten her off with my full power.
But she sensed it. Scraped her hands through my hair and down my back to grip my ass. Her palms smoothed over my buttocks and then she traced them with her fingertips, and then she slammed her hips up against mine and dug her fingers rough and fierce into my ass and yanked me against her to deepen the thrust.
“More, Sebastian. I said I can take you. Give it to me.” She lifted her face to mine, kissed the corner of my mouth, teasing me with a kiss, and then bit my earlobe. “I’ll take all you have and beg you for more.”
I reared back and started moving more earnestly, staring down at her. “I like it when you beg, sweet thing.”
She smiled, a pleased, amused little grin. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
She pulled me against her with one hand on my ass, and wrapped the other hand around the back of my neck and tugged my ear to her lips. “Fuck me, Sebastian. Please…please fuck me.” She whispered into my ear, writhing her sweet, tight, wet pussy around my throbbing, aching cock. “I need you to fuck me so hard I can’t breathe. Fuck me senseless.”
I leaned back, got my knees underneath me, lifted her thighs and pushed them up against her belly, stretching her out, splitting her open, letting me in deeper. I slid closer to her, seating my cock as deep as I could go. Withdrew, pushed back in. Slow at first, testing her depth. She groaned as I pushed deep, tangled her fingers in her hair and arched her spine off the bed.
“Yeah, just like that,” she groaned.
I thrust harder then, slowly letting myself unleash the beast I felt snarling inside me, raging to get loose. “Like this?”
She nodded, spine arched completely off the bed, one hand diving between her thighs, the other going to her nipples. “Yeah, Sebastian, just like that. So good. So fucking good. God, please don’t stop.”
I grinned down at her, adrenaline bashing through me as I realized how voracious she was, that she could take all I had and still demand more, just like she’d said she would. “I’m just getting started, baby. I need to feel you come around my cock.”
Her eyes went blank for a second, and she froze, eyes going cold and hard and pain-filled. “Don’t call me that. Don’t ever call me ‘baby.’”
I faltered. “Okay. Sorry?”
She sucked in a deep breath, closed her eyes and just breathed for a few seconds. When her eyes opened again, there was remorse in them. “I’m sorry, Sebastian. I just—”
I set her legs down and wrapped my arm under her neck, moved to my side and hauled her tight against me, cupped her ass as I thrust deep. One hand tangled in her hair, the other on her ass, our legs woven under and over each other’s.
“Hey, you don’t like it, that’s all that matters, darlin’. Don’t gotta explain shit to me, okay?” I moved into her, slow and sinuous. “Just you and me here, sweet thing. Nothing else matters. You feel me?”
She clung to me, just breathing, and then nodded after a moment. “I feel you.”