“Fuck, Vince,” she moaned. “Fill me up. Fuck me harder.”
I grabbed her hips and thrust deeper, harder, fucking like an animal. Waves of pleasure and desire ran through me, and I needed her pussy, her cunt, her body. Everything about her drove me insane, especially the way she begged me to fuck her harder.
I reached around her hips and began to rub her clit as I slammed myself into her. She moved her hips back, bucking her ass against me, working herself as I fucked her deep and hard.
She took my cock like she needed nothing else. I pulled her hair roughly and fucked her harder.
“You make me so dirty,” she moaned.
“Why do you let me fuck you so hard?” I whispered in her ear.
“Because I need it,” she said.
“That’s right, because you’re a fucking bad girl. You’re dirty for me, and you love it.”
“Oh my god, I love it,” she moaned. “I love your cock, Vince.”
I fucked her hard, pulling her hair, slamming myself into her. I loved the feeling of her full ass against me as I fucked her from behind, her breasts pressed together as she steadied herself on the table.
Suddenly she adjusted herself and turned around, moving me back. I stepped away, sliding out of her, and she pushed me toward the couch.
I grinned at her. “You eager girl,” I said. “Taking charge.”
“Come on,” she panted. “Please.”
I sat back on the couch and she straddled me. I grabbed her hips and slowly guided her down my cock. She slid down my hard shaft slowly, moaning, throwing her hair back.
“Yes,” she groaned. “Oh fuck, yes.”
She began to slide up and down my length like that, riding me, her soaking pussy gripping my big cock. I filled her every inch and loved it, loved having her full breasts in my face as she began to slide up and down me.
“Take that cock,” I said. “Ride that fucking cock, girl. I want to make you come all over my big dick.”
“Fuck, Vince. I’m so close. I can feel it. I can feel you deep inside me.”
“Filling up every inch,” I said.
She began to work her hips, twisting and riding my cock, sliding herself up and down along my length. I slapped her ass hard as she rode me, moaning wildly, her head thrown back, her hands on my shoulders.
She slammed back, rolling her hips. I loved the way she worked that ass. It felt fucking amazing on my cock. Every inch of her skin was amazing, fucking perfect. I wanted to fuck her pussy deep, ruin her dress, make her never forget this cock.
She continued riding, twisting, working her hips and ass. “Fuck, Vince. I’m so close. Oh my god, I’m going to come.”
“Say please,” I said, thrusting deep inside her.
“Please, please, please let me come,” she moaned, begging.
I fucked her, letting her ride me, getting into her rhythm.
She moaned loudly. “Vince, oh my god, Vince, fuck me, Vince, fuck me.”
I worked with her and watched as she came. Her whole body stiffened, her head thrown back, her mouth open. I pressed deeper and deeper inside her, taking over the work as she came. I grabbed her arms and held them behind her back as I fucked her, the orgasm taking over her body.
The look on her face drove me fucking crazy. I could feel my own fucking orgasm coming, my balls heavy with cum for her. I fucked her harder and her moans pushed me over the edge. I held her arms back as I kept fucking her, rough and hard, unrelenting with my cock. She took my every inch, and I came deep inside her.
“Oh fuck,” I grunted. “This pussy is amazing. I’m going to fill you up.”
“Fuck me, Vince,” she responded.
I kept thrusting, coming deep inside her.
She groaned, moaning, working her hips, as our orgasms slowly ended together.
She collapsed forward onto me, gasping and panting. We were covered in sweat, her dress totally ruined from it.
“That was incredible,” she said. “Oh my god.”
“Yeah” was all I could say.
We sat there together on the couch, her body pressed forward against mine, my arms around her. I panted slowly and loved the feeling of coming down with her.
It was fucking incredible, pure animal lust. And already as we sat there, I kept thinking about how much I wanted more.
The mother of my fucking baby, the daughter of a dangerous Russian mobster.
Things had gotten so twisted, so complicated. There was a war going on out there at that very moment, but I didn’t give a fuck.
The only thing I cared about was Kaley and her body pressed against mine.
And getting that pussy again, harder, deeper.
17
Kaley
Vince had to leave soon after, but the thought of him just kept lingering in my mind for the rest of the afternoon.