of control.
“No way, baby. In the bedroom, I’m in charge.” Gabe rose, lifting her butt as he knelt in front of her. Her whole body arched over his thighs. Her stomach undulated, and her breathing was out of control. The diamond at her navel sparkled in the dimming light of evening.
“This is more like it. Now I can do it fast or slow, and there’s not a damned thing you can do about it.” He grasped her hips as he began thrusting inside her again, filling her cunt with his prick. The manly body hair of his thighs rubbed deliciously against her bare butt. She felt totally possessed by him. Thoroughly fucked by him.
He leaned forward, smiling into her eyes before teasing her breasts with his tongue and teeth again.
“A woman like you needs a man who’s in control. Not like that limp dick you married in Washington.”
His hands stroked down her body making her writhe with enjoyment.
“You like that?”
“Yes.”
He reached down between their sweat-soaked bodies, caressing her clit with his thumb, layering pleasure upon pleasure. “Finger-fucking and cock-fucking at the same time. You like that?”
“Yes, Gabe, yes, Gabe. Fuck me hard. I know you want to. Don’t tease me.” She struggled against her restraints, unable to move her arms freely.
He slid his other hand under her butt. “And this?” he whispered, skimming a finger over her puckered hole. It was as if an electric current had pulsed through her body. She jolted from the intimate contact, pulling helplessly on her restraints, which only heightened the feeling of losing control.
“No, Gabe, you mustn’t.”
He chuckled. “Sorry, baby, like I said, no is not in my vocabulary. You need to realize I’m in charge. I decide what happens.”
Gabe flexed his hips, continuing to drive his cock deep inside her. His amber gaze held her captive as he filled her pussy again and again and again. When she looked between their sweat-covered bodies, she could just make out his thick cock disappearing inside her cunt over and over, only to reappear covered in her womanly juices. The breath caught in her throat as the beginnings of her climax began to pulse through her pussy. “Oh, Gabe, I’m close.”
On the verge of orgasm, Gabe pushed a finger inside her puckered hole, making her buck with the sheer intensity. “Fucking hell, Gabe.” It was so strong her whole body spasmed with delicious pulses of pure pleasure. Her back arched rigid, her weight just resting on her shoulders and butt. Her breasts offered up to him, a sacrifice to pleasure.
Gabe’s cock felt huge as her orgasm shattered through. Her pussy pulsed around his shaft as she cried out with need. “Gabe.” His tongue snaked across the underside of her breasts as she screamed out, her whole body pulsing and vibrating for what seemed an eternity.
Through hooded eyes, she watched him reach the pinnacle of ecstasy, too. His wonderful masculine torso jerked, and his face contorted as his orgasm took hold. He let loose a loud guttural groan. “Fucking hell, woman.” His seed released inside her in two or three distinctive spurts, until they both fell exhausted in a tangled heap.
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Gabe reached up and untied the bikini top securing Madison’s wrists to the bedstead. She looked totally satisfied, a smile to her lips. “You never did answer my question,” he stated as he nestled her against his shoulder.
“Which is?” She snuggled into his embrace.
“How long has it been since you were last with a man?”
He could feel her body stiffen, as she became defensive. “Did it show that much?”
“Only that you went off like a firecracker.”
She immediately relaxed, and giggled. “Three years.”
Gabe let out a long slow whistle. “A good-looking woman like you shouldn’t be without a man for that long.”
Her fingers idly trailed across his chest, enjoying the smattering of hair she found there. “Don’t forget, I had to deal with the constraints of being married to
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