She’s on heat.
Her mind awash with the thought of fucking. The smell of his scent stirring her cunt, her skin alive and encased by lust.
“It’s been too long”, her voice husky, warm breath whispers a path down his neck.
Like a huntress stalking her prey she closes in for the kill. She rubs herself against him, teeth and lips nibbling his chest, making her way down. Her head nuzzles his crotch drinking in the smell of the leather that encases the treasure she seeks. Determined.
A gasp as her head is yanked backwards by a fistful of hair. Dark eyes meet hers.
“So my little slut wants to be fucked hard hmm?”
Giving her no time to answer he smothers her mouth with his own and continues down her neck and leaves his teeth screaming on her skin. His mouth again covers her, again but this time he sucks the breath right out of her until she struggles to break away.
She shudders and tries to look away to gather herself but a firm hand grabs her chin and forces her gaze back to his.
“On the bed now. Naked. Ass up cunt”
A defiant look crosses her face.
He smirks. He likes her like this, part of her wanting the control but mostly she wants it taken from her.
She stands there facing him, a smirk back and hands go to unbutton her shirt. He has no patience, she’s teased him enough. He steps forward, pushes her on the bed and rips it open. She curses at being taken by surprise. Pissed off he’s torn another favourite shirt.
“You are mine to do with as I please cunt, not when you want or demand.”
Angry, she struggles until his hand slaps her face. A gasp. Her eyes change, pulse quickens, her cunt throbs.
Her skirt is roughly yanked halfway down over her legs, pushing her over to her front, one hand on the back of her head. The sound of his belt being undone and the zip opening, releasing a hungry cock, draws a deep moan from her. She’s gone feral, he’s turned beast.
One tear and her knickers are off. He can smell her wanton desire.
His dirty little slut.
His hand rains down on her naked ass, a deep shade of red appearing. Whimpers and mewls come from the head pushed against the bed covers. A tear slides down her cheek. The sight of her reddened ass pushes all thought from his mind except the singular need for her, to feel his cock plunging into her, claiming her.
The skirt now pulled off and her body roughly pushed onto her back, he holds her so she can’t wriggle away.
Those dark eyes meet hers again.
“Tell me …”
“Please Sir fuck me hard”
“Good girl”
His mouth travels down to that wet wanting cunt of hers, he smiles as she moves to meet him.
Let the fucking commence….
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