I let out soft moans, trying to be quiet. He loved that and began to thrust harder, deeper. I struggled to stay quiet like he wanted me to be, but the pleasure was too intense. My muscles were tight and contracting with each thrust, pleasure spilling through my body.
“Go ahead and moan, girl,” he said. “I know you want the whole fucking library to hear how much of a dirty girl you are.” He began to work my clit as he fucked me. I could barely think, his cock filling my every inch.
He took my hips and fucked me harder, deeper, grasping my skin. I moaned but bit my lip, trying to be quiet. I knew people would hear us if I was too loud, but Gibson didn’t seem to care. All he wanted was to fuck me rough and deep, as his body slammed into mine, skin against skin. I loved the feeling of his cock deep inside me, bare and big.
He reached back and pulled my hair, tipping my chin back. I groaned, and he put his other hand over my mouth. I moved my hips in circles, grinding on his cock, and he laughed, loving it. He began to slide in and out of me, covering my mouth, his other hand strong in my hair.
It was driving me absolutely wild the way he loved fucking me. I wanted him to take my body, control every inch of me. Suddenly he stepped back and let me go. I slid off the table and onto my feet. He grabbed my hips and spun me around.
He spread my legs and bent me over. “Look at this fucking ass,” he said. My elbows were on the table, my back arched. His fingers ran down along my soaking pussy. Then he licked them clean. “Fuck, I love your taste.” He slapped my ass, hard.
I gasped and bit my lip. “Every fucking inch of you, Avery, is mine, especially this tight little cunt of yours.” He reached around my hips and began to work my clit. I grasped the edge of the table.
“I love seeing this pussy up in the air, ready for me, begging for my big cock.” I felt him slowly press himself deep inside me. He slipped inside so easily. I was dripping wet.
I groaned as he slowly thrust into me, still working my clit. I had to grasp the table hard to keep from moaning wildly. I could feel it building inside me as he fucked me deep and rough.
I began to work my hips, wiggling and bucking them as his thrusts got harder and deeper.
“Oh that’s what you want?” he asked. “You want me to fuck this pussy harder?”
He grabbed my hips with both hands and thrust hard. I let out a low moan.
“Oh shit, you bad fucking girl. You want me to fuck this pussy rough.” He slapped my ass and began to thrust hard into me.
I worked back against him, starving for it, needing it. I could feel the orgasm building, playing at the edges of my body. He fucked me hard, rough, savage. He was an animal working my body, and I took his thick cock deep inside me. I gripped the table, trying to be quiet, but as the orgasm came closer and closer, I could hardly stop from moaning his name.
That only made him fuck me harder, though. He slapped me hard, rough, and slammed his cock into me. I took him, my legs spread wide, and bit down on my lip to keep from practically screaming his name.
That was when the orgasm completely overtook me. I worked my ass against him, bucking and riding his cock as he fucked me. The orgasm rolled through my mind, taking me completely over and tightening every muscle in my body. I gripped the table hard just to stay upright.
But he didn’t let up. He kept fucking me like an animal, taking my pussy as his own. I came so hard that I nearly fell over, but he supported me, fucking me roughly, unrelenting.
As my orgasm passed, he pulled his cock out.
“On your knees,” he said.
I obeyed, dropping to my knees.
“Suck my cock. Swallow every drop.”
I unhooked my bra and obeyed. He felt my breasts as I sucked him fast and hard. He groaned, feeling my nipples.
It didn’t take him long. He was already on the edge. He came in my mouth, heavy and thick, groaning the whole time. I took every drop and swallowed it, starving for him, wanting him so badly I could barely control myself.
And slowly he finished. I licked him clean, sucking off every last drop. When he was finished, he collapsed back against the table.
I stood and pressed my head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close against him.
“That was fucking madness,” he said, laughing.
I smiled. “I think I almost blacked out.”
“God, you’re fucking incredible, Avery.”
He kissed my lips and pulled me close. We sat there, completely naked in this study room, not caring about anything in the world but each other.
Gibson gave me what I wanted. I wanted him, his strong body, his rough hands, his incredible cock. I wanted him to make me feel so good that nothing else mattered.
Gibson always gave me what I wanted. And I always wanted more.