He pounds me hard, a violent intensity to each of his movements. Soon enough I start to feel it, that inevitable tug on my mind, an irresistible pull into the uncharted lands of a mind-blowing orgasm. I almost want to utter the words ‘don’t stop’, but that thought quickly leaves my mind; there’s no need for words when the man holding you is fucking you with godlike intensity. Derek might be a cocky bastard, but he sure knows what he’s doing.
I scream, and I scream hard. And even so, he doesn’t stop; he keeps thrusting, his cock ravaging me as my pussy tightens around his shaft. Letting go of my waist, he slides his hands up to my chest, and with a fierce thrust, buries his cock inside of me as he squeezes both my breasts, pinching the right nipple between his thumb and index finger. Only then does he takes his cock out, each inch he pulls out of me sending ripples of ecstasy through my sensitive body.
My knees are trembling, but I still want more. Oh, yes, after seeing what he’s capable of, how could I not want more?
I turn on my heels, facing him, and place my hands on his chest. I claw at his pectorals as I push him back, forcing him to walk backward into his suite’s bedroom. He lets me guide him, only stopping when the back of his knees meet the edge of the bed; he goes then, sitting on the sheets and looking expectantly at me.
I climb on top of him with cat-like movements, spreading my legs as I grab his cock and point it at my pussy. As I ease myself down, I stop when his glans is brushing against my folds; I look into his eyes, a grin dawning on my lips.
“Beg,” I tell him, repeating his command. There’s a spark behind his eyes, almost as if my challenge awoke something deep inside of him.
“You’re a bold one,” he says, running his hands down my side and cupping both my ass cheeks. “Must be because you’re so young. I guess I have to fuck that boldness out of you.”
With that, he grabs my ass, and locking his thumbs on my hips, force me down as he thrusts. Before I can even breathe out, his cock parts my inner lips and goes all the way, my pussy hugging all his length. A throaty moan cascades down and out of my mouth and I throw my head back, feeling my hair softly brushing against my skin. He holds his position, his cock deep inside of me, for God knows how long, and I hold my breath through the whole ordeal. Only when he allows his shaft to slide back out do I breathe again, all of my muscles charged with fierce tension. Then, only his glans inside of me, he thrusts again, piercing me in one single movement. He repeats his motions over and over again, slowly sliding out of me and then violently thrusting back in.
My moans turning into desperate screams, he stops sliding out of me at a slow rhythm; in or out, it no longer matters. He simply pounds me relentlessly, his cock ravaging me so fast that it almost becomes a blur—a thick, long blur.
With my knees on the bed, I try and match his rhythm, rocking my body back and forth as he grabs my ass and guides my movements. Like the ocean, our bodies are lost in a decent flow, flames of depravity licking at my nerve endings and consuming all of my senses.
I close my eyes as the inevitable avalanche comes for me; it hits me at point blank, and makes my lungs work hard as I scream in abandonment. My hands like claws, I bury my fingernails on his pectorals, harshly enough to leave a scar. With a mighty thrust, he pulls me down as I come, my whole body shaking as I moan incoherent words through pursed lips.
I can barely move, my body succumbing to exhaustion, but he won't stop. He makes me roll to the side, and the moment my knees hit the sheets, he goes to his feet and stands behind me. Preparing mentally for what's to come, I place my hands on the bed's headrest and sway my ass from side to side. Just a heartbeat after that, his fingers once again find their way to my hips. Holding me still, he uses one hand of his and runs two fingers over my folds, spreading my lips wide, and thrusts.
As his shaft pierces me, his hand slides to my front, two of his fingers then resting right above my clitoris. He presses down, moving his hand in slow gracious circles as his cock moves in and out of me, each thrust of his drawing a moan from my lips.
He started fast, but even so, he ups the pace. It doesn’t take long for drops of sweat to start pooling on my forehead, my muscles cramping as I succumb to his irresistible punishment. He keeps going until I start to feel numb, my body shutting down at the same time my brain starts to overload. Have I ever been fucked this good? Where has Derek been all my life? I’m half-tempted to chain him to my bed and keep him as a pet… A pet that lives to serve and please.
Gritting my teeth, I lean forward and press my forehead against the bed, my body bouncing with each thrust of his. I growl through gritted teeth, tension building up inside of me in a way I never experienced before. It’s almost too much; there is an edge of danger to the way pleasure is crawling under my skin. But Derek doesn’t care about any of that; he simply pounds into me viciously, his thick cock obliterating all semblance of rationality from me. As a vicious orgasm looms in the horizon of my mind, I turn into an animal, prey, and predator at the same time. I scream, my throat growing sore as the sound of my voice fills the room and threatens to break glass. And he still keeps fucking me, rocking his hips as if today was his last day on Earth. Sweet God, if he keeps ramming his cock inside of me like this, I don’t know about him, but it sure as hell is going to be my last day on Earth.