Part 18 (2/2)

”You okay?” He looked down at her in concern.

”Yep, I'm good.” She wiped her mouth and went at it again. The taste of his briny pre-c.u.m encouraged her.

c.o.c.k loaded, he reached under her arms and picked her up.

Whoa. Wrapping her legs around his midsection, she rested her arms on his shoulders, clinging to what felt like the edge of a rocky cliff.

Warner stared into her eyes and cleaned her face with his hand. He kissed her sweetly and held on to her. ”Red, I won't stop once we get started. Understand?”

”Yes.”

”Ready?” He aligned his torso and shaft under her body. His eyes stayed on hers for a second then he pressed his lips tightly with hers, giving her a little tongue. Her alpha ways didn't seem to scare him. Had she met her match?

Taddy broke the kiss and said, ”Slap me.” She grabbed his free hand and held his palm up to her neck. ”Choke me,” she said as if pretending she starred in her own Manuel Coq de la Grande video.

”What?”

”I want you to humiliate me while you're inside me.”

His smile faded. He shook his head. ”Never.” Warner grunted as if he was more than eager to do many things to her but abusing her wasn't one of them. He gripped her body tight and pressed her against the hotel wall.

The paint's graininess scratched her back.

”You like that, Red?” Warner growled in her ear.

”Yes, G.o.d you're so-strong!” She could barely speak.

He reached down and tore off her lace underwear. The fabric flew across the room in a streak of pink, hitting the opposite corner.

”You owe me some new lingerie,” Taddy laughed.

”Happy to buy you whatever you want.”

Good boy, she thought when he grabbed a condom from the nightstand.

After removing the foil wrapper, she helped roll the latex over his shaft. Did it fit? Not exactly! But it did the trick.

He held on to her back. She leaned into his chest. His huge c.o.c.k grazed her crease. ”Look at me,” he ordered.

She trembled and did as he instructed. Her skin p.r.i.c.kled to attention. The guys she'd screwed didn't care if her eyes remained closed or opened, if she'd looked away or watched TV. However, this dude was different.

”That's it.” He spoke with authority.

Sweet Jesus on a Saltine cracker, you're a freaky deaky. She wondered if there was anything he couldn't do for her.

Intense. Real. Hers.

”Red, you're f.u.c.king wet.” He planted himself farther into her moisture.

Pressing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his sculpted chest, she sensed his heartbeat against hers. After lowering herself and gliding slowly down over his shaft, she wanted more. ”s.h.i.+t, Truman.” She had to take it all the way. It had been so long since there'd been any chemistry with another man. The joy of skin-to-skin came back to her as her c.u.n.t muscles contracted. Taddy felt exhilarated, as if tonight was her first time with a man.

”You're tight.” He went in farther, grasping her a.s.s and filling her.

”Eat me out first next time.”

”Want me to stop and start over?”

”Don't...stop.” Holding onto his shoulders, she pulled her body up on each thrust, sliding up and down-up and down. ”Warner!” Being banged while suspended in someone's arms was a new treat for her. This is insane.

”Get your sweet p.u.s.s.y back on my c.o.c.k, woman.” His eyes spoke louder than his words, saying, ”Do as you're told.” He palmed her a.s.s cheeks. Then, with a tap, he had her allowing gravity to sync her body onto his.

”This feels amazing.”

”Let go. Don't resist me. I can support you.” Warner took charge in a way that was unfamiliar to her. But Taddy was starting to enjoy it.

Trusting his strength, she loosened her grip, trailing her hands over his developed forearms. Warner's smile broadened as she gave him all the power. She also gave him her trust and the freedom to do his thing. Taddy transferred her attention to his chest and rubbed his pecs. She then played with her own nipples. Noticeable excitement came over this face when she pinched her t.i.ts, causing them to swell while he f.u.c.ked her.

Could it be possible his fat d.i.c.k could get any thicker? It sure did. He grew inside her.

Trust. Power. f.u.c.k.

Her c.l.i.toris flittered as he pumped her over and over again.

”I've wanted this for so long. Your body is amazing. So perfect.” He lowered his face toward her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. ”Talk to me, baby.”

It was hard enough to keep her eyes on him, but she wasn't a ”talker”. This side of Warner was unexpected. She wanted to shut him up. But how? Warner didn't seem like the kind of guy she could gag with one of her toys.

Hmmm. Holding onto her left breast, she positioned her nipple toward his lips. Not sure if he could suck on her t.i.t while he stood and screwed her at the same time, she gave it a shot.

He fixed his lips around the areola and she felt his teeth enclose the sensitive edge.

d.a.m.n! Your lickability factor is extreme.

He grazed each breast, then swirled his tongue in circles over the hard flesh while his c.o.c.k penetrated inside her. Taddy had to hand it to him-coordination came easily to Warner. Just as she relaxed, his lips grabbed the tip of her bosom and gave a slight tug.

She moaned roughly because it felt so d.a.m.n good.

He teasingly chewed at her nipple, grinding his teeth around her areola.

In a new heightened pleasure, Taddy shuddered. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were becoming more and more sensitive to every lick, bite, even when he breathed on them, especially when he breathed on them.

His c.o.c.k slid in deeper, filling her. Then he'd pull out and back in again. Warner pounded while he licked her right nipple, soothing the tenderness. ”You came when I bit down.” His pelvic thrust increased, drilling into her core.

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