Man of the House: A Dark Bad Boy Romance(99)


I looked up and saw her looking back, her face in total pleasure, her hands straining against the door. She was clearly trying hard not to moan, and I loved it. I wanted to drive her wild, make her lose herself. I licked her top to bottom, eating her wildly, starving for her f*cking cunt. I pressed my tongue deep inside her and f*cked her, pressing in and out and then rolling it down along her.

She was dripping wet from my mouth and from being so f*cking excited. I loved how wet she got and loved her taste. It was like a f*cking dessert as I licked and sucked up her juices, eating every inch of her, driving her f*cking wild.

And finally, I stood. She went to move, but I pressed her back against the door. “Stay,” I whispered in her ear.

“Vince,” she whispered back, but I stepped away. I took off my shirt, grinning at her. She watched over her shoulder, legs spread, * dripping, hands against the wall. I unbuckled my belt and took my pants off, fishing a condom out of my pocket before tossing them aside.

She watched as I pulled off my boxer briefs. My cock was hard and straight, f*cking straining and desperate for her tight *. She bit her lip as she looked at me, and I smirked at her, pressing myself against her. My cock slipped between her legs but didn’t push inside her.

“I’m going to f*ck this cunt until you come,” I whispered. “And you’re not going to make a single sound.”

“I can’t,” she said. “I can’t. I can’t stop myself.”

“You’re going to be a good girl and take this f*cking cock nice and quiet.”

“Oh f*ck, Vince,” she said, grinding her hips along my shaft. “Oh f*ck. I can’t be quiet.”

I grabbed her hair, pulling it back. She gasped. “You’ll be quiet while I f*ck you.”

“Okay. Please, just f*ck me.”

I grinned and stepped back. I opened the condom and rolled it down my length while she watched.

I kicked her legs open wider, teasing her * with my fingers, sliding them in and out. I f*cked her with my fingers from behind, working her *, getting her ready for my big cock. She took it and loved it, practically ready to beg for more, but she was staying quiet.

I grabbed her hips and pressed my big cock against her. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as I slowly pressed myself deep inside her, my cock sliding between her legs, deep into her soaked *.

“Oh shit,” she whispered, her fingers gripping the wall.

“Don’t make a sound,” I whispered in her ear. “Or I won’t make you come.”

I began to rock back and forth slowly, sliding myself in and out of her.

“You’re so big,” she groaned softly. “I can’t help myself.”

I thrust once, hard and deep. “Quiet,” I warned and grabbed her hair. I began to thrust slowly in and out, and I watched her face, loving the way her eyes shut, her teeth biting down on her lip to keep herself from moaning.

It was driving me absolutely f*cking crazy to take her body like that, up against her door. We had to stay quiet to not wake the baby, but I wanted to f*ck her like an animal, hear the slap of my skin against her ass.

Instead, I kept working her slowly, f*cking her deep, savoring her soaking wet * tight around my cock. She lengthened her back and dipped her head forward as I kept f*cking her.

“Take that cock nice and quiet,” I whispered in her ear. “Don’t make a sound. I’m going to f*ck you rough and hard and you’re going to take it.”

She nodded, her mouth hanging open.

“That’s right. I’m going to f*ck that cunt and you’ll be quiet, because your * is mine.”

“Yes,” she said softly.

I began to thrust harder, deeper. I pulled her hair back and she let out a choked moan. For a second I thought it was too loud, and so I slapped her ass hard.

We paused, listening.

“Still sleeping,” I whispered, beginning to slowly f*ck her again.

“Oh my god, this is so hard,” she moaned.

“Good,” I said. “I want it to be work. Work for that f*cking cock.”

She clutched the door, biting back another moan as I began to f*ck her again, thrusting deep, pressing myself hard between her legs. I reached around her thigh and began to rub her clit as I ground my cock deep inside her.

She took my cock and rocked her hips. The only thing on my mind was her body, her * gripping my cock, her smell, everything her. I wanted her badly, wanted to come deep inside her, making her * mine. I f*cked her harder, deeper, my whole body becoming tense with desire as I f*cked her deeper.

She took my cock and rolled her hips, working herself back against me. She stayed quiet, though she couldn’t help but release these tiny, soft moans that only made me so much f*cking harder. The baby was across the room and couldn’t see or hear any of this, but I knew if she let loose with how she really wanted to moan, then he’d wake up.

But I wanted to get her off before that happened. I wanted to make her body tense and sweat. I wanted her mind to go blank as the orgasm rolled through her body.

I f*cked her deeper, harder, grabbing her hips. She rolled with it, legs spread wide, hands pressed against the wall. I could see her knuckles turning white from the effort of keeping silent. I grabbed her hair, tipping her chin up.

“Come on my cock, girl,” I whispered. “Come nice and quiet.”

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