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He doesn’t need any further encouragement.
My legs are spread wide open as I catch my breath while he looks at me. He has this wild look in his eyes. Like a feral animal about to devour dinner.
And with his eyes still locked onto mine, he positions himself between my legs once more. He lets go of one hand and guides his dick to my pussy, sliding it along the wetness before pressing the crown inside me.
He waits for me to adjust, and then he pulls out. He kisses my lips as he lines himself back up again.
He pushes a little further this time.
He’s big. So big.
I pant as he inches inside me and back out.
“Just fill me up,” I beg.
And then he thrusts into me hard and fast, filling me completely with his thick, long cock and stilling inside me.
I groan.
“You feel fucking amazing. Your tight pussy is perfect.”
The sensation is indescribable. His cock is pulsing against my walls. There’s no pain. In fact, he got me so wet beforehand it’s pure desire–and that’s a first.
My body trembles with need, waiting for him to move. I can’t because his delicious weight is holding me down.
Slowly, his hips move back until only the tip of his cock is still inside me. He looks between us and groans. “So perfect. Your pussy was meant for me.”
His eyes lock onto mine as he moves again, his hips grinding into me with a rhythm that’s almost hypnotic.
I can’t help but moan softly as he fills me up over and over again.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispers, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear you. Tell me how much you love the way I fuck you.”
My face heats at his words, but I still whisper, “I do. I love the way you make me feel.”
He smirks, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. “That’s right,” he growls, his pace picking up even more. “You love the way your boss fucks you.”
My fingers grasp at the muscles in his back. My body is on fire as he continues to thrust into me. Each movement sends shivers of bliss down my spine.
My climax is building inside of me, growing stronger with each passing second.
“Tell me how much you’ve wanted me,” he grunts against my neck. His teeth graze over the skin.
“Oh god,” I moan, my hands gripping onto his shoulders as I arch my back, trying to get closer to him. “I wanted you so much.”
His eyes look into mine as he moves inside me. Each thrust makes the ends of my nerves fizz.
I wrap my legs around him, arching up, and pulling him closer as I moan.
He’s so big inside me, thrusting and filling me up completely and making every inch of my body tingle with need.
His grin is wicked, his eyes are now dark inky pools that never leave mine. “Then come for me,” he commands, his voice low and seductive. “Come hard around my cock and scream my name.”
The words are a spark that ignites a wildfire inside of me.
“West!” My body convulses as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had comes over me.
“Please. West—” My breath is ragged as I cry out his name over and over as I climax.