He leaned down, peppering quick kisses into the skin of my neck, against my collarbones, against my breasts. I watched, mesmerized, as Alex got up and reached for something in his bedside table’s drawer. He pulled out a condom, quickly ripping open the foil and placing the rubber on his thick cock. I couldn’t deny the heat and wetness between my legs. I so badly wanted him on top of me again, and practically reached out to him in a desperate attempt for contact.
He returned to the bed, taking hold of my thighs with his massive hands. His fingers dug themselves into my flesh, entirely needy. I moved to tug my pantyhose off, but he stopped me by taking hold of my hands, lacing his fingers with mine.
“Are you particularly attached to these?” he asked me, voice a low growl in my ear.
God, he’s so hot.
“Er, no?”
“Good,” he chuckled.
Alex then proceeded to grab the delicate fabric and tear it open, exposing my crotch. I gasped, excitement forcing a shiver down my spine. I marveled at his strength, at the level of his want. He didn’t even give me time to take off my thong, a dainty little thing made of fine lace. He leaned forward, whispering into my ear.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he growled. My whole body trembled with his words. He pressed his hard cock against me, grinding and teasing me senseless. “I’m going to make you scream my name, baby.”
I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck again, pulling him into a harsh kiss. “Then fuck me already,” I told him, words heavy on my tongue.
And that was all the permission he needed. Alex lined himself up with my entrance and pushed in slowly. I moaned into his mouth, consumed with the burning stretch. He pressed into me until he could move no further, filling me to the brim. It took me a few seconds to adjust to the sensation. He slowly began to move his hips, began thrusting into me at a slow and gentle pace. In all honesty, it was too slow for what I wanted. I bucked against him, trying to urge him on, but Alex smiled into my mouth. He was doing this on purpose.
“Patience, baby,” he hummed in my ear.
“Alex, please.” I was begging. We weren’t even a few minutes in, and he already had me begging. “You feel so good. Please, just–”
He cupped my face with one of his hands, cradling my head with the other. He picked up in speed and force, giving me exactly what I wanted. I moaned and whined, only a little ashamed of the noises that he managed to draw out of me. Every time he thrust into me, he pushed me a little closer to the edge. There was a hot coil building up in the pit of my stomach, something mind-blowingly tense and wonderful. We kissed passionately, our hot breaths ricocheting of the other’s skin. He fucked me into his mattress with little restraint, face twisted in a beautiful combination of pleasure and agony.
“You like that?” he growled against my neck. He sucked at the tender skin there, deliberately leaving it swollen. He was marking me, I realized. He was marking me as his own.
“Yeah,” I breathed. My voice was thin, on the edge of shattering. “Yeah, just like that.”
“Your pussy feels so good.”
“Alex, I’m going to–” I choked on my words. I fisted my hands in his hair and tugged.
“Not yet,” he told me firmly.
He pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and cold. I whined in protest. I needed him. I needed him so badly. Alex grabbed me by the hips and forcefully flipped me over onto the mattress.
“Get on your knees,” he instructed. I was really starting to like this whole bossy thing he had going on.
I did as he told me, bracing myself on my knees and palms in front of him. He pressed his penis back inside of me with a quick snap of his hips. He covered my back with the warmth of his chest, reaching around to grab my breasts in his big hands. He squeezed them, pinched my hard nipples as he sucked marks into the back of my neck. Alex started to fuck me in earnest, hard and hurried and devilishly good. The heat in my stomach was starting to become unbearable, building up until I could no longer hold back.
“Alex, please,” I panted. “I’m going to–”
He removed one hand from my breast and reached down, locating my clit with his index and middle finger. He began to rub firmly as he continued to thrust, leaving me senseless.
“Come,” he ordered.
And I did. I screamed his name, shuddering violently as he stimulated me. He left my pussy pulsing around his cock, shoving into me like a man with a mission. It only took Alex a few more snaps of his hips until he was coming, too. He carefully pulled out and removed the condom before turning to me. I rolled over onto my back, welcoming him into my arms. He rested his head against my chest, listening to my heart pound. We lay there in silence for a good few minutes, soothed by the sounds of our heavy breathing. I felt sleep begin to encroach the edges of my vision, and it wasn’t long until I began to drift off with thoughts of Alex still fresh in my mind.