I try and keep my tone civil, but it’s like there’s a beast inside of me, hungry and demanding. My balls have never felt so full. My head is cloudy with how badly I want her, need her.
“But right now I need you to be a good girl for me, Maddie. Can you do that?”
I’m so goddamn aroused, even her nervous look gets me riled up. My cock jerks in my pants as her eyes widen, her mouth parting a little.
“I asked you a question,” I growl.
“Yes, I think so,” she whimpers. “Are you looking at porn right now?”
“What the fuck? No. Why would you ask me that?”
“It’s just… the way you’re staring at the screen. Is that really just for me?”
“You’re beautiful. You’re sexy. You’re captivating. Yes, it’s just for you. Jesus, Maddie.”
“I’m sorry,” she whimpers. “It’s just hard to believe.”
“I don’t want to hear you criticizing yourself, not when you’re lying there like you’re waiting to get fucked. I mean, hell, look at your nipples, poking through that T-shirt. Be a good girl and play with them for me.”
She moans softly, adjusting her position. Slowly she slides her hands up to stroke her breasts over her shirt. She does it shyly, unsure, and that just makes me even more frantic. She wasn’t lying when she said she was inexperienced.
“In fact, take off the top. Now.”
“You’re so bossy.”
She giggles.
I smirk. “Are you complaining?”
She sits up, shaking her head. “Nah-uh. I like it. It means I don’t have to decide what we do.”
“Good. Now do as you’re told.”
She sits up and peels her T-shirt off, revealing those plump round breasts. The light in her bedroom is turned on, letting me savor the veins that trace across her breasts, like proud signifiers of how vivacious and voluptuous she is.
“Rub them. Play with them.”
“What about…”
“Say it, Maddie,” I growl when she trails off.
“Are you going to do anything?”
“Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.”
“Well, I mean…” Fuck, making her squirm is fun, as her virgin shyness tries to take hold. “If I’m going to be doing stuff, maybe I’d like to see how it makes you feel, you know…”
I stand and kick the computer chair away, yanking down my pants and freeing my cock. It springs free, rock hard, the tip glistening with precome. I grip my shaft and let out a groan, my eyes fixed on her breasts, imagining how hard her nipples will get when I suck on them.
“Good enough for you?” I snarl, as I rub up and down, unable to stop with my woman on the screen.
“You’re freaking huge, Max. How the heck are you going to put that in me?”
“Your body wants it. Fucking needs it. You’ll be so soaked, I’ll glide right in. And if not.” I squeeze my base harder, as her hands move over her breasts, softly tweaking her nipples. “I’ll force my way into your tight virgin slit. I’ll fuck you until you start creaming and forget you were ever nervous.”
“I can’t stop looking at it.” Her voice is shaky. “Heck, oh God, can you please keep doing that?”
I chuckle. “So polite. But you have to do something for me. Get naked and bend over. Look over your shoulder. And rub your clit. I want us to finish at the same time.”
“You want to see my ass?”
“It’s round and juicy and sexy as fuck. Yes, I want to see it. Bend. Over.”
Her eyes widen like prey, feeding that hungry beast inside of me. I stop my stroking as I wait for her to get into position, moving off-camera for a second.
When she returns, she’s naked, bent over and giving me the best possible view a man could wish for.
Her hole is pink and soaked, winking at me as though she’s begging for my dick. Her ass… fuck, it’s an ass that hypnotizes me, round and luscious, making me want to spank her and watch the ripples move over her flesh.
“I’ve changed my mind,” I growl. “Finger your hole. And make sure to look over your shoulder as you do it.”
“Hmm-mm,” she moans, her fingers moving up to her hole, my gaze captive.
“Oh, shit.”
Suddenly her hand drops and she rolls over, out of view.
“Maddie?” I snarl, releasing my manhood. “What’s wrong? What is it?”
“My dad’s calling,” she yells from off-camera. “Shit, Max. What the hell are we doing? I have to go.”
Steve is calling her. Calling his daughter. My woman.
As I stand there with my prick in my hand and my gaze prisoner to her perfect naked body.
She’s right.
What are we doing?
“Okay,” I say with an effort.
The beast inside of me howls, telling me it’s not okay, telling me to charge back to her apartment and take her. Throw her down and collapse atop her, driving my cock so hard into her she won’t be able to think. Neither of us will.