Page 85 of Wild Thing
I began to move my body, sliding up and down, riding him slowly.
Brax’s eyes were glazed over, like he was having an out of body experience. His hands shifted, one to grip my ass while the other continued to squeeze my breast.
I worked his cock like a professional.
His eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Our bodies were fused together as I rotated my hips so my clit rubbed on his pelvis.
“You’re such a fucking bad girl," he mumbled. His dirty talk had always sent me to the edge of oblivion. "I want you to come on my cock."
He moved one of his hands forward and using his thumb, rubbed my clit while I fucked him with a steady rhythm.
My long hair draped over my breasts, and I knew I looked fucking incredible.
Ifeltincredible.
I hadn’t had sex like this in a long, long time.
“Look at me baby,” he commanded.
I’d been edging the entire time and the combination of his thick and hard cock inside me with his thumb circling my clit had me hurtling towards the edge of the universe.
My breath shortened, and my core shook as my pussy pulsated. Lightning struck my veins and reverberated throughout my entire being before my bones shattered.
Grabbing his face in my hands, I melted into his mouth, my kiss letting him know that I was coming all over his dick.
I had never felt more alive.
I broke away from his mouth, and attempted to catch my breath, resting my forehead against his.
Brax tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Beautiful,” he said so softly, lightly kissing my lips, as he rode the aftershock of my high with me.
For a few moments, I sat on him, the enormity of what had happened sinking in.
“You okay?” Brax asked me.
I smiled. “Yeah.”
“Then go and bend over for me.”
Doing as he asked, I slid up off him and took the two steps required to bend my body over the back of the lounge.
He slapped my ass firmly, causing a yelp to escape my lips.
“I’m not going to hold back,” he warned, edging the tip of his cock into me from behind as I arched my back.
Moaning, he thrust up into me, drawing a filthy sound from my lips, as our bodies slapped together.
Grabbing my hips, he pumped into me hard and fast.
Like an animal unleashed.
He fisted my hair and pulled me upwards, my back flush with his chest. He fucked me with such force, my body completely yielded to him. It was animalistic and primal.
"You still like to be fucked rough, don't you?" he hissed into my ear, before nuzzling his face into the nape of my neck and thrusting into me again and again.
