“Fuck!” he yelled, breaking our trance and pacing again. “What the f**k is it about you?”
Nathan turned to face me. His tortured expression indicating his mood was shifting, once again. I never knew what to expect from him.
“I. Don’t. Want. You.” He spat as he accentuated each word. I cringed as his harsh words forced open cracks. “And you really don’t want me. No one should want me. I’m not a f**king catch, I’m a f**king…”
His fist pulled back as if he was going to punch something, but I lunged out and grabbed it, then with all my strength, pushed him against the wall.
He was stunned, staring down at me with wide eyes. My lips were inches from his, taunting him, playing him back. His expression was one of wariness.
“You think you forced yourself on me? Well, how about a little payback then?”
I dropped down to my knees in front of him and began undoing his pants, driven by the growing need to have him again.
“Shit!” he exclaimed as I pulled his hard c**k from its confines. His hands slapped against the wall, palms flat, bracing himself.
His legs were locked in preparation for my mouth. I looked up and found his gaze focused down on me, unblinking and lust filled. His eyes were wide from the anticipation of what I was going to do to him. He was long, thick, and deliciously hard. My pu**y gushed at the vision of perfection before me, and I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around the leaking head before taking in as much of him as I was able.
“Fuck, f**k!” His hands moved from the wall and fisted in my hair.
I attempted to work him all the way in, but it didn’t happen and was going to take further practice. My tongue pressed against the vein on the underside of his c**k as I moved back up, sucking on the tip.
The action triggered the dirty words I’d gotten a peek of. He had no idea how much they turned me on. I loved it.
“Shit, that’s it, baby. Fuck, you are such a good little c**k sucker.”
My head bobbed up and down his length, and he watched with rapt attention; eyes dark, and hooded. I moaned around him, the sensation causing his lips to part in ecstasy.
“You can’t stop yourself from craving my dick, can you? It’s all you can think about, isn’t it?”
His hips began to rock, pushing him deeper, almost all the way in. His hands in my hair began to push and pull me up and down his length so he could f**k my mouth. My panties were drenched.
“You have such a hot, wet, little mouth.” He groaned and then slowed his movements as he tried to push my head down, taking my mouth all the way to the base. I choked around him, the intrusion foreign. His sexual aggression was sparking something inside me that had been festering for a long time. “Fuck, I’m all the way in…feels so damn good. You love it, don’t you? You love sucking me off like a little c**k slut.”
He pulled me off him, picked me up, and slammed me against the wall, lips crashing to mine. His eyes were even darker, lost in the lust that surrounded us. “I don’t think I want you to swallow me tonight. I want to come in that f**king tight cunt of yours.”
He kissed me again, hard and needy. One hand was still tangled in my hair, the other grabbing my ass so hard I anticipated a hand print bruise in the morning.
“How do you taste on my lips?” I asked him in the brief moment his left mine.
He growled, pulling my hips to his, rubbing the fabric of my pants against his very erect cock. “Oh, baby, I’m about to ask you the same thing,” he whispered in my ear before biting just beneath.
His mouth worked its way down my neck; tongue licking, teeth nipping. He stopped, his gaze locked on the still prominent mark on my shoulder that had not faded. His finger traced the outline his teeth had created, his tongue mirroring the path before his teeth clamped down.
“That is so f**king sexy.” He yanked down the strap of my tank top, exposing my breast.
My ni**les tightened against the cool air. Nathan dove down, taking one into his mouth and biting. I cried out in pain and pleasure, repeating the sound when he moved to the other side. He rounded back, sucking hard on the first nipple as his tongue flicked the harden flesh.
He worked his way back up, lips mashing into mine, bruising; our tongues dancing. “Now to taste your pu**y. I bet you’re so f**king sweet.” He inhaled and smirked. “I can smell you from here.”
“Fuck!” I cried. His words were going to be the death of me. The thought of his mouth on my clit was more than I could handle. I ached for him to touch me; take me.
“Soon, very f**king soon.” His hands grabbed onto the waistband of my pants, pulling them and my panties down in one quick tug.
I pulled my tank top the rest of the way off as I stepped out of my pants; his hands on my skin created paths of fire that shot straight into my quivering pu**y. His arm hooked underneath one leg, placing it on his shoulder. He licked and nipped his way from my knee to my pu**y lips.
“Baby, you are f**king dripping wet for me.” His finger swiped my slit, causing my hips to buck and a moan to escape. I looked down in time to watch as he placed that finger into his mouth, licking and sucking my juices. “Mmm, so good. This is what sucking my c**k did to you? Dirty girl, so f**king naughty.”
His mouth clamped down on my inner thigh, hard enough to leave a mark. Then his mouth latched onto my pu**y, licking up my opening before nipping at my clit, and making me moan like a whore. He was relentless in his attack, pulling me hard to his mouth. Screams bounced off the walls, all emanating from me, from what he was doing to my body.
I’d been climbing toward my orgasm with each touch, my body burning with desire. But when he slipped two fingers inside, pumping them, that was what finally threw me over the edge.
“Oh, shit, Nathan! I…I…” My body shook, head tilting back as my orgasm ripped through me. My hands were in his hair, pushing him further into my pu**y, riding his face as I spasmed around his fingers.
“You are so f**king hot when you come.” He groaned and set my leg back down. His tongue swiped around lips that were shining with my juices. He stood, pressing his body against mine, grinding his c**k into me, and guiding my arms above my head.
I stretched up and captured his lips with mine, tasting myself mixed with him. His fingers flexed against my hips.
“Time to f**k that pu**y of yours. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You like being f**ked fast and rough, don’t you? You want my c**k to own your pu**y and pound it hard.”
Nathan turned to face me. His tortured expression indicating his mood was shifting, once again. I never knew what to expect from him.
“I. Don’t. Want. You.” He spat as he accentuated each word. I cringed as his harsh words forced open cracks. “And you really don’t want me. No one should want me. I’m not a f**king catch, I’m a f**king…”
His fist pulled back as if he was going to punch something, but I lunged out and grabbed it, then with all my strength, pushed him against the wall.
He was stunned, staring down at me with wide eyes. My lips were inches from his, taunting him, playing him back. His expression was one of wariness.
“You think you forced yourself on me? Well, how about a little payback then?”
I dropped down to my knees in front of him and began undoing his pants, driven by the growing need to have him again.
“Shit!” he exclaimed as I pulled his hard c**k from its confines. His hands slapped against the wall, palms flat, bracing himself.
His legs were locked in preparation for my mouth. I looked up and found his gaze focused down on me, unblinking and lust filled. His eyes were wide from the anticipation of what I was going to do to him. He was long, thick, and deliciously hard. My pu**y gushed at the vision of perfection before me, and I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around the leaking head before taking in as much of him as I was able.
“Fuck, f**k!” His hands moved from the wall and fisted in my hair.
I attempted to work him all the way in, but it didn’t happen and was going to take further practice. My tongue pressed against the vein on the underside of his c**k as I moved back up, sucking on the tip.
The action triggered the dirty words I’d gotten a peek of. He had no idea how much they turned me on. I loved it.
“Shit, that’s it, baby. Fuck, you are such a good little c**k sucker.”
My head bobbed up and down his length, and he watched with rapt attention; eyes dark, and hooded. I moaned around him, the sensation causing his lips to part in ecstasy.
“You can’t stop yourself from craving my dick, can you? It’s all you can think about, isn’t it?”
His hips began to rock, pushing him deeper, almost all the way in. His hands in my hair began to push and pull me up and down his length so he could f**k my mouth. My panties were drenched.
“You have such a hot, wet, little mouth.” He groaned and then slowed his movements as he tried to push my head down, taking my mouth all the way to the base. I choked around him, the intrusion foreign. His sexual aggression was sparking something inside me that had been festering for a long time. “Fuck, I’m all the way in…feels so damn good. You love it, don’t you? You love sucking me off like a little c**k slut.”
He pulled me off him, picked me up, and slammed me against the wall, lips crashing to mine. His eyes were even darker, lost in the lust that surrounded us. “I don’t think I want you to swallow me tonight. I want to come in that f**king tight cunt of yours.”
He kissed me again, hard and needy. One hand was still tangled in my hair, the other grabbing my ass so hard I anticipated a hand print bruise in the morning.
“How do you taste on my lips?” I asked him in the brief moment his left mine.
He growled, pulling my hips to his, rubbing the fabric of my pants against his very erect cock. “Oh, baby, I’m about to ask you the same thing,” he whispered in my ear before biting just beneath.
His mouth worked its way down my neck; tongue licking, teeth nipping. He stopped, his gaze locked on the still prominent mark on my shoulder that had not faded. His finger traced the outline his teeth had created, his tongue mirroring the path before his teeth clamped down.
“That is so f**king sexy.” He yanked down the strap of my tank top, exposing my breast.
My ni**les tightened against the cool air. Nathan dove down, taking one into his mouth and biting. I cried out in pain and pleasure, repeating the sound when he moved to the other side. He rounded back, sucking hard on the first nipple as his tongue flicked the harden flesh.
He worked his way back up, lips mashing into mine, bruising; our tongues dancing. “Now to taste your pu**y. I bet you’re so f**king sweet.” He inhaled and smirked. “I can smell you from here.”
“Fuck!” I cried. His words were going to be the death of me. The thought of his mouth on my clit was more than I could handle. I ached for him to touch me; take me.
“Soon, very f**king soon.” His hands grabbed onto the waistband of my pants, pulling them and my panties down in one quick tug.
I pulled my tank top the rest of the way off as I stepped out of my pants; his hands on my skin created paths of fire that shot straight into my quivering pu**y. His arm hooked underneath one leg, placing it on his shoulder. He licked and nipped his way from my knee to my pu**y lips.
“Baby, you are f**king dripping wet for me.” His finger swiped my slit, causing my hips to buck and a moan to escape. I looked down in time to watch as he placed that finger into his mouth, licking and sucking my juices. “Mmm, so good. This is what sucking my c**k did to you? Dirty girl, so f**king naughty.”
His mouth clamped down on my inner thigh, hard enough to leave a mark. Then his mouth latched onto my pu**y, licking up my opening before nipping at my clit, and making me moan like a whore. He was relentless in his attack, pulling me hard to his mouth. Screams bounced off the walls, all emanating from me, from what he was doing to my body.
I’d been climbing toward my orgasm with each touch, my body burning with desire. But when he slipped two fingers inside, pumping them, that was what finally threw me over the edge.
“Oh, shit, Nathan! I…I…” My body shook, head tilting back as my orgasm ripped through me. My hands were in his hair, pushing him further into my pu**y, riding his face as I spasmed around his fingers.
“You are so f**king hot when you come.” He groaned and set my leg back down. His tongue swiped around lips that were shining with my juices. He stood, pressing his body against mine, grinding his c**k into me, and guiding my arms above my head.
I stretched up and captured his lips with mine, tasting myself mixed with him. His fingers flexed against my hips.
“Time to f**k that pu**y of yours. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You like being f**ked fast and rough, don’t you? You want my c**k to own your pu**y and pound it hard.”
