Author: dominant_mind412

I stood in front of her. Eyes locked. Silent. She stood firm. Arms to the side. Motionless. I reached up. Brushing her lips with my fingertips. She smiled. I pressed my body against hers. “Ready?” I whispered under my breath as I planted my lips on hers. I grabbed her wrists. Kissing her. Deeply. Passionately. Her eyes shut. Feeling the possessiveness in my kisses. Her legs weakened. She followed my lead. Loving the way my mouth took hers. My grip on her wrists tightened. Her heart raced . A barely audible “yes” whispered into my mouth. I squeezed tighter. “Speak up,” I growled. She opened her eyes. Locked them onto mine. “I’m ready, Sir.” I reached down between her legs. I felt it. Warm. Wet. Her lust. Desire. Need. She parted her legs. Slightly. Inviting me in. One finger. Two. Pushing deeper and deeper into her. Her legs trembled. “Don’t,” I commanded. Shaking my head. A little hitch in her breathing as I slid my fingers out and into her mouth. It was a familiar taste. One that we both loved. The taste of surrender. 

You run to me. Throwing your arms around my waist. Clutching my shirt. Burying your face in my chest. “I missed you,” you whisper softly. You look up. Eyes full of mischief. I reach down. Caress your beautiful face. I smile. I take you by your neck. Clasping my hand around it. I press my lips against yours. “I know that look. You naughty little thing.” Your mouth eager. I trace your lips with my tongue. You slide yours out. Connecting with mine. A beautiful little fight between the two. Passionate. Delicious. You close your eyes. Savoring my taste. I take your hand. Interlock my fingers with yours. I step forward. Heading towards the nearest wall. I push you up against it. A hard, solid shove. Your entire body shakes from the impact. Your legs part on pure instinct. You guide my hand between them. Your hips swaying back and forth. You slide your panties to the side. “Right here,” you whisper. I feel your warmth against my fingertips. I caress your tenderness. Shallow breaths. Anticipating the moment I fully enter you. You lower yourself onto my fingers. Squeezing your thighs. One finger. Two. Hard flicks of the wrist. I feel you pushing down. The force of the flicks increases. I’m in charge. I continue. Sliding my fingers in and out. You’re soaking wet. Your legs trembling. Your eyes glazed over. Staring back with the same greed your cunt is swallowing my fingers with. You’re ready. I feel it. I stop. Your body continues to move. Seeking my fingers. I love the eagerness. I lift your leg up. You reach down and grab my cock. Solid hard. Ready for you. Your leg wrapped around my waist. Pulling me in. Holding me inside you. You feel amazing. Tight. Warm. Wet. You delight in the fullness. Loud moans. Loud screams. I fuck you. Hard. Slamming you back against the wall with every thrust. Your fingers tangled in my hair. Tugging. Pulling. I am fucking relentless. Every thrust harder than than the previous. You feel my passion. My power. Your nails clawing down my biceps. Wrapping your arms around my waist. “Make me cum,” you beg. I hold myself inside you. I feel the orgasm building. I slip my hand behind your head. Grab a handful of your hair. Pull your head back. Passionate kisses. “Cum for me.” It’s all you needed to hear.