DIANA
Not only is this man the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, but he’s got a dick that’s unrivalled. Circumcised. Thick. Long. It seems to like me too, because it’s rock solid, the swollen head dark, precum beaded at the tip. I want to lick it, but instead I spread my legs a little wider and keep touching myself, winding my pleasure tighter and tighter, letting him watch.
His eyes are dark as he takes hold of his dick and starts to stroke in time with me. He’s such a beautiful man that I stop what I’m doing and climb on the bed, straddling him.
Placing one hand on his shoulder, I lean over him to grab a condom from the bowl on the bedside table. In this position, my nipples are so close to his face that his breath heats them as I tear open the packet with my teeth. I remove the condom, pinch the top, and roll it over him.
He watches. “Do you—”
I cut him off with a finger to his lips. “Unless it’s dirty talk, I don’t want it.”
He nods and lets me shift over him until I’m hovering right over his dick, one hand around it as I ease the tip inside myself.
Oh, fuck.
He’s big. It’s going to be a stretch. I shuffle a little, edging up and down, letting myself get used to his size.
His hands drift to my hips, and there’s something unnervingly gentle about the way he’s holding me. I slip a little further down, hissing out a breath between my teeth.
“Let me in that sweet pussy,” he mutters, his hand gliding down my stomach, his thumb finding my clit, teasing it, sending electric jerks of pleasure through me.
I shift down the tiniest bit more and wince. Maybe on top wasn’t the best idea, and even as I have the thought, he reads it, flipping us seamlessly so he’s on top but no longer inside me, and I’m trapped between his thighs.
“Let’s start over,” he says, undoing a few buttons on his shirt and tugging it over his head, exposing sculpted pecs and washboard abs. I must be dreaming.
There’s no way I really got this lucky tonight.
He lowers to lick my nipple, sucking it into his mouth, and tendrils of fiery pleasure spill out, racing to my clit at light speed.
He nudges my legs apart with his thigh and grips his dick, swiping it up and down my wet folds. “You have the prettiest pussy. So pink. So wet. So ready.” He taps the head against my clit, and I whimper. “Fuck, I love the sounds you make. Let me hear them again. Let me hear them when I’m deep inside you. Come on my cock, my beautiful stranger.”
The term of endearment makes me smile.Beautiful stranger.“Please,” I beg. “I want that so much, you have no idea.”
“Such a good girl.” He nudges the head inside me, and I gasp at the girth of him. “You can take it, baby,” he whispers, pushing inside a tiny bit more. “Let me in.” I spread my legs wider, giving him more access. He’s filling me so perfectly, stretching me little by little, that I let out an unhinged moan as the satisfying burn of entry morphs to pleasure. “That’s it. You feel so good.”
My walls tighten around his dick, and his responding groan seeps with satisfaction.
“You sound like a man who hasn’t been inside a woman in way too long,” I tease him.
He cups a hand, gently, over my mouth, and growls, “Unless it’s dirty talk, I don’t want it.”
I nod while his palm catches my exhalations. I’ve had a lot of sex, but for some reason, him sliding slowly inside me, his hand over my mouth, feels like one of the most intimate things I’ve ever done. My chest tightens, and my body tenses.
He lowers his hands and murmurs, “Breathe.”
I do as he commands, and he bottoms out deep inside me.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan. “That hurts so good. Do it again, but harder.”
He pulls out and thrusts back in, and stars pop in my peripheral vision. I surrender to him, letting him pound into me, my legs hooked around his hips. The chains on the side of the bed rattle and clang against the bedposts like they’re begging to be used. At the thought, an explosive ball of pleasure swells inside me, building in my clit as he thrusts against it.
My toes curl and I scratch my nails down his back, screaming through my third orgasm.
But when I’m done, he’s still hard.
“Hands and knees,” he says.
I slide off him and turn around, and a moment later he’s inside me from behind, so fucking deep I can hardly breathe, his balls slamming against my clit with each thrust.