Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

She latches on desperately. “Yes.”
“If I stop, I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy. You want my cock inside you instead of the toy?”
That trips her up. She doesn’t want either. “I… I don’t want to come. Please.”
I move the vibrator, pressing it harder against her clit.
“Calvin,” she cries.
I tug the vibrator out of her pussy and she sags against the couch with relief.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
Thank you.
Imagine thanking me for that.
her.
She’s lovely. Once more, I wish I could keep her, explore her a bit more and really get to know
I can’t, but I can have her right now.
Now that her pussy is slick, it’s much easier to push into her. She whimpers, reaching back to
push against my hip as I slide deeper into her.
Fuck.
My heart rate kicks up almost instantly.
I grab her hand and push it away, then grab her hip. I need the leverage when I pull back and
plunge into her again, harder this time.
Now that I’m inside her, I’m a man possessed. The pleasure verges on fucking incapacitating as I
slam into her, the physical pleasure peppered with the sound of my flesh slapping hers and the even
sweeter sounds emanating from her beautiful throat as I use her body.
“Please,” she cries, but I don’t even know what she’s begging for anymore. She probably
doesn’t, either.
It doesn’t matter. I love every sound she makes while I’m fucking her, whether they mean
anything or not.
I slam forward into her pussy and smack her ass at the same time. She cries out more sharply, but
it’s better when she cries. I wish I could taste her tears on my lips while I drive into her, but I can’t
resist my current view. The way her perfect ass looks, the way it tapers to her tiny waist. An upside
down heart, my cock like a sword plunged right down the center.
I don’t want to break her heart, but you wouldn’t know it from the forceful thrust of my hips as I
drive into her over and over again.
It’s a claiming, violent and primal. I want to mark her so no one else ever dares touch her.