Tank's Property(39)

“My way, Bunny.” He secured her wrists at the base of her spine with one of his hands, and used that leverage to pull her upper body back, making her breasts pop out and her have her slightly unbalanced on his lap.

“Tank,” she breathed out his name, and he slowly lifted his gaze to her face. He only used one arm to support her body, and it was that one hand holding her wrists at her lower back that kept her from falling onto the ground.

He trailed his free hand down her belly and stopped when he was close to her clit. She felt his body heat spear right into her.

Lowering his gaze to her pussy again he said, “Look at you, so greedy for me, so ready to take my cock.” He moved his fingers through her folds, so agonizingly slowly that she gritted her teeth and forced herself not to squirm on his lap, not beg him to make her come again. He lifted his hand up, showed her his now glistening fingers, and brought them to his mouth. She knew she looked aroused and needy as she watched him suck on those digits. He groaned once he had licked them clean.

“God, I can’t handle it anymore.” It was hard even getting those words out, and she knew she sounded just as aroused as she was.

“You want my cock, baby girl?”

She nodded. “You know I do. I always do, Tank.”

“I want to be sweet and gentle with you, to show you with soft touches how much I love you, but I don’t know if I can, baby. You make me inflamed.” He pulled back only enough that he could grip her chin with his thumb and forefinger.

Her breath hitched.

“Does that scare you?”

She shook her head. “No.” Bunny breathed out that one word. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back into my life for a very long time.” And she meant that, every single word and more.

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Tank wasn’t about to fuck around any longer, because he wanted Bunny too damn badly. He balanced her on his lap with one hand on her lower back, and reached between their bodies to align his dick with her pussy. When he moved the tip of his erection along her slickened folds he had to grit his teeth not to thrust into her.

“I need you, Tank,” she whispered.

“I can’t go slow, baby.” Her pussy was spread out before him, and he loved her in this position, loved that she was completely open for him.

“I don’t want slow.”

He pulled her forward, rested his head on her chest, and inhaled deeply. Her nipples were right there for the taking, and his mouth watered for more. He took the tip into his mouth, sucked and gently bit at the turgid flesh until she was rubbing her cunt on his cock, and he knew he wasn’t going to last. He rubbed his face over her breasts, loved the little sounds she made, and grabbed the root of his cock. Tank gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as he started to push into her. The head of his cock was lodged at the entrance of her body. He worked himself up inside of her, and loved that he could feel her cream slip down his length

“Does that feel good, baby?”

She nodded.

“God, Tank, I feel like you’re splitting me in two.” She had her head thrown back as she moaned loudly.

“You like that I’m stretching you, that I’m making you take my big cock.”

She gasped.

When his pelvis met hers, they both groaned out in unison. He gripped her hips, no longer holding her hands behind her back, and lifted her up until just the tip of his dick was inside of her now.

“You’re so big, and I feel so full, so stretched.”

He started pushing her down on his shaft again, and then lifted her back up. He did this continuously until her tits bounced between them, and his dick was slick with her juices. His cock thickened, and his balls drew up tight. Still holding onto her hips he stood and turned with her still in his arms. Tank grunted in distaste when he was forced to set her on her feet, disconnecting them. But he quickly turned her around, pushed her down so she had to bend over the table to steady herself, and slammed his shaft back into her. Bunny cried out when he bottomed out in her cunt in one swift move. He pounded into her in long, hard strokes, and the sound of her body sucking at his shaft surrounded him, fueling his arousal even higher.

“That’s it, baby,” he grunted. “Take all of me.” He closed his eyes. “I’m never going to get enough.” He slammed into her especially hard, so much so that she fell forward. Her ass was up, and her face was turned to the side, her eyes closed and her lips parted.

“God. Tank.”

“Say it, baby, say who you belong to.” His orgasm approached, but he wouldn’t get off until she came again.

“I’m yours, Tank. I’ll only ever be yours.” Her pussy contracted around him, and she milked him until his orgasm came rushing up. He filled her with his cum, made her take all of it. Her pussy kept contracting around him, making the pleasure and pain last. When she breathed out in exhaustion, and his orgasm subsided, he pulled out and picked her up in his arms. He sat back in the chair with her in his lap, and she rested her head on his chest. Rubbing his hand up and down her damp back, he just absorbed the feeling of having his woman in his arms.