lips and grinning.
Scott strips his clothes off, and I marvel at him the same way I do every time, incredulous that this god of a man wants me so fiercely. He climbs on the bed, leaning back against the headboard and waving me over. I take a mental snapshot of his wide shoulders, washboard abs, and of course, that thick cock at attention just for me.
I climb on, straddling his hips and sliding my wetness along his length, enjoying the moans I can pull from him.
Scott lifts his hands behind his head. “You want to be in charge this time?” His tone is teasing, sweet, and I appreciate the offer, but it’s not what I want.
“Actually, I want you to fuck my ass, Scott. Claim me there like no one has before.” My voice is steady, solid as steel, but he still asks if I’m sure. I nod, lining up over him.
He’s completely still, holding my hips to help support me, letting me control the pace for now, but I can feel his excitement buzzing like an aura around him. “Fuck, Maddie. Even hearing you say it has me on the edge. I’m gonna take this ass, claim it as mine, fuck you so hard you see stars. Just let me in.” He’s gritting his teeth, his control beautiful. I want to tear it to shreds as he does the same to me.
For a second, I don’t think I can do it. His cock feels so big that I doubt I can fit him past my tight hole, but I breathe deep, trusting in myself and in Scott. The pain’s hot and burning for a moment, and then he slips in. I freeze, letting my body adjust as Scott’s fingers dig into my skin, holding me still. “Holy fuck, you’re thick.”
“Take your time. Breathe,” he says, bending his head forward and taking my left nipple in his mouth. The feeling eases everything, distracting me as my ass relaxes, and I sink down, letting him invade my body more and more until I’m nestled in his lap, electricity arcing from my nipples to my ass. Scott moans, tugging on my nipple and making me gasp.
“God, I didn’t expect it to feel so good.” I groan as I start riding him, squeezing my ass, triggering Scott’s answering groan. The feeling is different. I’m so full and tight. The head of his cock seems to be pressing against a new place inside me, building the energy at my core as my clit grinds against Scott’s belly. “Mmm, you enjoying this?”
“Fucking love it,” Scott groans, his hips rising to meet my falling ass. The soft slap makes me gasp in shock, but I love the intensity so I ride him faster, rising and falling harder onto his cock. Scott meets me thrust for thrust until I’m gasping, moaning as I tremble on the edge. “You want more?”
“Fuck . . . yes, give it to me,” I groan. Scott holds me in place, buried deep in my ass as he moves us on the bed, slamming my back to the cool sheets as he looms over me. He lifts my legs to his shoulders, his eyes meeting mine. I know he’s silently asking if I’m okay in the new position, and I bite my lip, squeezing his cock tight with my muscles in answer. He thrusts a few times, slowly in and out, getting us used to the new angle.
“Look at me, Madison,” he commands, a hand on my jaw to keep my entire focus on him. “You’re mine. I love you. I fucking love you.”
With each word, he speeds up, his hips pounding against my ass and making me clench around him tighter and tighter, driving my tired body until he swells, his eyes locking with mine as he groans. I’m not sure if it’s his movements or his words or both, but I fall over into a powerful orgasm, the waves wracking through my body as I cry out. “Oh, my God, Scott. I love you too.”
He growls at my exclamation, pounding so deep there’s a hint of pain, but it only adds to the pleasure. I want him inside me, everywhere, the way he’s in my heart.
The first explosion of his cock is intense, and I scratch my hands down his arms so hard I may have drawn blood. But he doesn’t care. All that matters is the love in our hearts. Scott pulses deep in my ass but then pulls out,