She didn’t respond right away, and there was this strange look on her face. She chewed her lower lip for half a second, and then she looked me dead in the eyes. I blinked as she crossed the room and threw her body at me, nearly knocking me back a step, and crushed her mouth against mine. I could feel my cock rise immediately at her touch, at her soft, full breasts through my thin cotton button down.
I kissed her back hungrily, all joking forgotten. Fuck what was about to happen, and fuck everything that happened. All I wanted in that moment was her body, her soft skin and her perfect fucking pussy wrapped around my hard dick. I grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it, buttons popping off and falling to the ground with a satisfying clack.
She pulled back, surprised.
“Always wanted to do that,” I mumbled as I began to kiss her neck.
She let out a soft moan. “It’s ruined now.”
“Fuck the shirt.”
I slipped my hand between her legs and felt how soaked she was. Nothing brought me more joy than to feel her aching wet clit and to know that it was all for me. She let out soft moans as I kissed along her neck and throat and rubbed her the way she liked, medium pressure and slow. I felt a shiver run through her spine.
I grabbed the back of her head, pulling her hair gently but firmly, tipping her chin up. Pain rolled up my arm, but I didn’t care. She gasped as I put my mouth against her ear.
“I want you to fuck me like it’s my last day on earth,” I whispered.
“Shit, Liam,” she groaned back.
“Fuck me like you’ll never taste another dick.”
I released her hair and she came at me. I let her push me gently backward, let her move me until I was sitting back on the bed. She immediately dropped to her knees and tore my briefs off my body, letting her hands linger along my thighs. I stared at her perfect breasts peeking out from the wreckage of my shirt as she grasped the base of my rock-hard dick, looking up at me.
“You’re going to come back to me,” she said.
“Yeah, I will,” I grunted.
She licked me base to tip, letting her saliva cover my skin, and slowly worked her hand up along my length, staring me in the eye.
“You’re going to fuck them up, Liam Sullivan.”
“I’ll be fucking you, at least.” I grinned down at her.
She stood up, hand still caressing my dick, and pressed her mouth against my ear. The anticipation was killing me, but I was enjoying this game.
“You want to fuck me?” she whispered.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Then promise you’re coming back to me.”
“I’m coming back.”
She pulled away, satisfied, and dropped to her knees. She began to suck me with an enthusiasm I had never known. It was like my cock was the last thing she’d ever feel, like it was the only thing that could help her survive the coming storm. She sucked it hard and fast, taking as much of me into her mouth and throat as she could, trailing her perfect lips with her hand. She didn’t seem to give a fuck if her saliva dribbled down along my shaft, and neither did I.
Her lips felt like fucking magic. I grunted, fingers gripping the sheets, as she worked me. I had never felt that before, the toe-curling agony of overwhelming pleasure, but she was sucking me dry and it was impossible to stop. Finally, after with felt like a burning forever, she pulled my dick out of her mouth with a slight pop and smiled up at me.
“Fuck,” was all I could say.
She stood and pushed me back, straddling my hips.
“Condom,” I managed to grunt.
She reached over into the side table and grabbed a condom, tearing it open with her teeth. I watched as she reached down and rolled it over my dick with practiced motions. Just as she finished, she pressed herself down along my length with a gasp.
Fuck. As I felt my cock slowly slide into her perfectly soaked, warm spot, I knew I couldn’t argue. I loved how fierce she was, how she didn’t give a shit about anything in the world but riding my dick. She slid up and down my length, her tits bouncing right in my face, and I grasped her hips, thrusting at her pace. I felt her fingers weave into my hair and grip onto it as I began to thrust harder, wanting to fuck every inch of her. I grunted into her full tits, using my arms and hips to slam her pussy down my shaft.
“Ah, holy shit, Liam,” she groaned. I loved the noises she made.
“Like my last day alive,” I said, pounding into her.
She pulled my hair in response.
I growled and grabbed her hips tightly. I rolled over to the side, pressing her back flat on the bed. I grabbed her legs and began to thrust deep into her, not bothering to play gently. I stared at her tits bouncing and her lips parting as she moaned and whimpered.