Primal

[JM****]

It had only been a few days since he last had her, but it felt like weeks. The craving had been crawling under his skin, and the second he saw her standing there in that tight black skirt, oh that skirt, he was already hard.
No words. Just action.
One hand gripped the curve of her waist, the other slid to the small of her back. He pulled her in until her chest pressed against his. Then his mouth claimed hers, rough, deep, unrelenting. Her breath hitched. Her heart pounded.
Good.
In the car, his hand found her thigh. Slowly, deliberately, it crept higher. Then higher. Until he felt that heat between her legs. Exactly what he wanted.
She glanced over, those eyes that held attitude and heat. She didn’t say a word. She didn’t need to. The smirk on her lips told him everything.
As soon as the door shut behind them, he grabbed her. Hands sliding down her back, gripping her ass. He picked her up, and her legs wrapped around him like muscle memory. She pressed her mouth against his, biting his bottom lip as he carried her toward the bedroom.
But halfway there, he stopped. That kitchen counter caught his eye.
He tried to put her on it, she pushed his hands away. Brat.
He grinned. She reached down, feeling his cock through his jeans. Slowly undid the belt. The pants dropped. She dropped to her knees, never breaking eye contact. Then she took him in her mouth, deep. Slow. Perfect.
He groaned, his hand in her hair, fucking her mouth until he had to pull her up. He kissed her, rough and hungry.
He threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. Ripped her panties off and restrained her wrists with rope, tight enough to make her squirm. Then came the blindfold. She was his now. Exactly how he wanted her.

He made her wait. Teasing her and testing her Every breath she took became heavier. Every sound he made had her guessing.
Then he flipped her over. Hands on her ass. Lips on her spine. He kissed his way up her back until his cock rested against her dripping pussy.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her to her knees.
“You want it?” he growled.
“Yes.”
He slid in, slow, deep, stretching her out. She moaned. He didn’t stop. He started to pound her harder, faster, until she was clawing at the sheets and pushing back into him.
Then came the slap. Her ass, red and perfect. She moaned louder. He felt her tighten, then she came all over his cock.
He flipped her again. Grabbed her throat, pushed in deep. Then stopped.
His mouth moved down. Kissed her nipples, sucked them until they were stiff. Then down lower. She could feel his breath on her clit. The wait was killing her.
Then, his tongue.
He licked her just how she liked it. Fast. Slow. Then fast again. Her body shook. Her legs tensed. He pushed his tongue in deeper. She came on his face, gasping.
He didn’t stop.
He slid back up her body, pushed his cock back inside. This time it was different. This time he wanted to wreck her.
He grabbed her throat again, pressed in deeper, harder. She started to squirt, soaking him. Her body trembled, her breath ragged.
He kept going. He wanted it all.
And when he was ready, he slammed into her one last time, grabbed her hips, and buried every inch of himself inside her, letting go with a growl that filled the room.
No soft whispers. No slow finish.
Just a raw, unfiltered, primal fuck.

[Ob****]

Lmao

[an****]

OMFG!! Loved it!

[Ra****]

You can definitely write!