I told him…

I told him how badly I wanted to feel the warmth of his body. How I wanted to feel his hands wandering all over my body. How I wanted to feel his lips on mine, while he tells me what he wants to do to me. How I wanted him to keep his eyes on me as he whispers how he wants to have his way with me and for him to see my lips parting in a gasp and my teeth grinding on my lips harshly over all the pent up frustration I had for him.

I told him how badly I wanted to get down on my knees. How I wanted him to thrust his hips into my mouth. How I wanted him to grab onto my hair and let me feel him down my throat. How I want him to see tears brimming on the corners of my eyes as I bob my head up and down on his cock. How I wanted to hear him encourage me to take more, to slowly push my head down as I stare up into his dark eyes, full of nothing but lust. That would be enough for me to become a moaning, whimpering and begging mess.

I told him how badly I wanted to let him hold me down, hands above my head while he holds my wrists together. How I wanted it rough. I wanted to see his face as I beg for him. To feel him, for him to fill me up with more than just his cock. How I wanted to hear his grunts and moans every time his hips would slam against mine. How I wanted to hear him call me his *good girl* for taking every single inch of him and how he was going to reward with me his come and shower me with kisses and his praises afterward.

I told him how badly I wanted to ride his cock like my life depended on it, as if it was the only thing I wanted to do. How I wanted to bounce on top of him while we watches me. How I wanted him to take ahold of my hips, squeeze on it and guide me while I rode him, how I wanted him to lean up and look at me while he latches onto my exposed and hard nipples. How I wanted to whisper into his ear how good he feels inside me, how full I feel because of him and how I can never get enough of him.

I told him all about it and a smirk crossed his face.

“That’s my girl.” he mumbled, letting me sit on his lap as he ran his fingers through my hair. “My good girl.”

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