Slade
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 Victoria Ashley

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I yank her door open and reach inside to pull her out. Before her feet can hit the ground, I have her wrapped around my waist and I’m heading for the door. I practically bust the door down while slamming my lips against hers, both of us breathing heavily while fighting for air.
I don’t even bother shutting the door behind us as I walk us over to the stairs. I set her down on the staircase and spread her legs before ripping her thin panties from her body. My eyes slowly trail from her br**sts, down to her pu**y as I bite my bottom lip and moan. “It’s so f**king beautiful.”
I force my body between her legs and press my lips against hers again. She’s kissing me with such anger and frustration that it only makes me want her more. “I want to slap you so bad right now,” she breathes. “I hate the way you make me want you.”
“Well, I f**king love it.” I grab the top of her dress and rip it open, exposing her br**sts to me. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. I could see her hard ni**les even in the dim lighting of the bar earlier. She gets ready to say something; to yell at me about her dress until I suck her left nipple into my mouth, causing her to moan out instead. “You want me inside you, don’t you? Just f**king admit it.”
Moaning, she grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back. “I hate you so much for making me want you. Me wanting you is the last thing I need.”
“Well you don’t hate me enough. ‘Cause if you did, then you would f**k me; punish me. I want you to slap me, scratch me, bite me and pull my f**king hair. If you hate me, then punish me. I want to feel your f**king hate; drown myself in it. Then I want lick the hate right off your f**king body and taste it.”
She yanks me up by my hair so that our faces are almost touching. Then she looks me in the eyes before slamming her lips against mine and digging her nails into my back. A burn remains in their wake, but I love the pain.
I can’t f**king take it anymore. This shit is happening. I rip her dress the rest of the way off so she’s lying fully naked beneath me. She looks embarrassed at first, but then relaxes as she watches me undo my pants, pull them off and reach for my cock. I stroke it for a second to see how much she likes it. Her eyes look heated as she watches me.
I stroke it a few more times before pulling a condom out of my pocket, ripping the wrapper open with my teeth and rolling it over my erection.
Not wanting to wait another second, I grip the back of her neck while sliding inside of her. We both moan as I slowly push it in all the way and stop to give her body time to adjust to my thickness.
“Fuck, you are so wet for me.”
We’re both panting now as I press my lips to hers and f**k her while backing her up the stairs. We get higher with each thrust until we’re at the top of the stairs.
Pushing into her, I pick her up and she grabs onto the top of the door frame while I roll my hips in and out, f**king her as hard as I can.
Her grip tightens on the door frame as I grab her hair and yank back while pushing deep. “Fuck, you feel so damn good.” I thrust into her hard and long, causing her to pull on the door frame, almost ripping it off. “You’re so tight. Damn, my c**k can hardly fit inside you.”
The only sound around us is the sound of our heavy breathing and our sweaty bodies slapping together as I pleasure her. It feels so f**king good, but I want to get her in my bed.
“Let go of the door frame,” I breathe in command. “Grab onto my hair, baby.”
Squeezing her legs around me, she lets go of the door frame and grips onto my hair. Her hands rub the back of my head as if she enjoys touching me and wants more. It almost makes me want more. “Slade,” she moans. “I’m going to hate myself after this.”
Slamming her against the wall, I thrust into her while biting her neck. “Well, until then you can f**king enjoy it.”
The louder she screams, the harder I f**k her. I’ve been waiting for this for too long and I’m going to make sure she never f**king forgets the way my c**k makes her scream. I want her to crave my f**king cock; to never think of another one besides mine and how it f**ked her so good she couldn’t think straight, let alone walk. I want my c**k to own her f**king pu**y.
We somehow make it to my bedroom door. I hold her against it, never stopping my assault on her body while turning the knob and pushing it open as I thrust in a steady rhythm. She grips me tighter when she realizes that there’s nothing behind her to support her any longer. I love having her hang on me and touch me all over. Her hands are roaming my body, taking it all in and I love it. It only proves more that she has been wanting me as long as I have wanted her.
I take a few steps inside before tossing her on my bed. I quickly jump on behind her and flip her over so her ass is up in the air, facing me. I grab her by the hips, run my tongue up her pu**y, then thrust into her slow and hard.
She grips the blanket and moans as I reach around and play with her clit. “You want to f**king come again?” I rub it faster, while pushing into her, filling her to the hilt.
She nods and pushes against me with her ass.
“Show me how badly you want me to f**k you then, Aspen. Fucking take your hate and frustration out on me. Show me and I’ll make you come again.”
I pull out of her and flip her over so she’s looking up at me from her back. Her legs are spread wide as she takes a few deep breaths and then sits up. “You want to see my hate?” She grabs me by the hair and jumps at me so we both fall off the bed with her on top of me. “You’re not the only one that has frustration to get out.”
Straddling me, she slaps me across the face and then grabs my hair before sinking onto my c**k and biting my ear.
Holy shit.
I’m so f**king turned on that I could bust my load right f**king now, but I won’t. This is going to last as long as I can make it. This feels too good to stop.
Grabbing her by the hips, I close my eyes and moan while she rides me. “Bite me again and I will pick you up, bind your hands behind your head and f**k you so hard that it hurts.”
I don’t know if she thinks I’m only messing around or if she really just wants it hard, but she bites into my ear again and tugs on my hair.
I flip her over so that I’m between her legs. Then I look her in the eyes and smirk. “You f**king asked for it.”
She lets out a little yelp as I pick her up, hold her hands above her head and slam her into the wall. “Fuck me, Slade,” she moans. “I want your big f**king dick deep inside of me. I want to see how long you’ve been wanting me. I want to know that I’m not the only one that’s been suffering.”