Yes. [It was a hiss as he pushed through her lips. Her fingers gripped the couch, pushing back against him in desperation for more. He was cruel for denying her, for teasing. She always knew she was mean, but this, holding back when she wanted all of him, she couldn't bear it. It was almost like an addiction, this need for him that was scratching at her mind. It hadn't been this way in a long while, not since- well, she's not going to think about Bassface, not when she almost had Steve inside her.
She kicked away her underwear, not wanting to be tangled when finally he gave her what she was begging for.
[That sort of neediness and the way she backed right up onto his cock had him aching. She was desperate for him, and he really was happy to oblige. He pushed the tip of his cock into her, holding onto her hip just enough so that it spread her cheeks open enough so he could watch as his cock fit nicely right into her.
But he didn't go slow. He didn't ease her into his length. He buried the full eight inches into her at once with a quick thrust of his hips. His body bends over her, a hand running down the front of her negligee to pull out one of her breasts as he started a quick pace of in and out. His other hand remained steady on her hip so he could keep up the steady rhythm, not taking any time to pause or let her get used to it.
She wanted his cock; she was going to have it now.]
[He was aggressive and that's what she wanted. Gripping the couch, she kept her balance and steadied herself against his rough thrusts. The faster he moved, the harder she held on. Her breath was rough, her eyes shut tight as she focused on the feeling of him in her, moving rapidly in and out. She was trembling, her chest heaving, even against his hand. He would feel her hard nipples, the fullness of her breast would bounce against his palm.
She was moaning, as loud as possible. It was wanton, slutty, but she knew that he would like it. Sweat was beading against her thighs, making the negligee stick against her skin. She'd been with other guys here before, but it didn't feel like this. Their cock didn't feel as good or right in her, even though she enjoyed it.
[There's this intensity there, between the thrusts. He can feel it when he stops for those brief seconds to pull out again after he slams into her, giving her everything he can. Steve can feel the couch rocking forward, creaking against their weight as he fucks her into it. He wants to give her this, give her everything he had in this moment.
He groans again when he feels her tighten around him, unable to slow down or pause for too long. He can feel himself twitch in her. He holds out though, he wants her to come on him, feel her soak his cock and his lap. His hand grips at her breast when she whines like that, making him feel like he's turned her into this cock hungry girl. It's an ego boost even if he knows she's been with other.
That isn't the point. She wants his cock.]
I want you to come on my cock. Moan my name, tell me you want my cock. [The string of dirty talk comes out of him, and while he's engaged in some of it before, it's never been this assertive, sure of the need she's about to fill for him.]
[He didn't need to assert what he wanted to hear. Those words were on the tip of her tongue, fighting to come out, but bitten back by Blair. She let out a breath, as though she'd been holding it. Everything came out in a rush, hurried and pained as she started growing and growing towards her climax. Her body was violently shaking under the pressure. She was holding on for dear life.]
I want you, Steve. I want you so bad. [These were vulnerable words, but she couldn't hold them back, not when she was so close.] I want your cock, I want your hands, I want your lips and tongue. I want you, I want you!
[With that she shattered, gasping desperately, a cry tearing her at her throat. His name must have been on her lips, but it's hard to focus on the string of words coming from her. A mix of obscenities and possibly his name.]
[Hearing her say that sends something straight through him, like fire in his blood. He works at thrusting harder, gripping at her hip hard enough to likely leave little bruises where his fingers were. She didn't seem to mind though, in the throws of it all just as he is. She feels incredible though, like he's sure he can never get enough.
In this moment he's aiming to push her over her edge as much as he's trying to hold himself back. He curses back, just taking in the way she looks, bent over the couch as he's fucking her like this. Toes curl as he holds on, and a hand moving to pinch at her nipples, having already pulled her breasts out.]
Fuck, I want to make you cum like this. You're so fucking hot.
[Oh but that is a much needed compliment. Being viewed as hot and turning home so much makes all of this worth it. It's enough of a stimulation as his fingers at her nipples. The sting at her breasts, the length of him and the speed, it's just as heady and overwhelming as his words.
A few more thrusts and she's screaming, not bothering to restrain herself. Neither of them seemed to care, wanting just to do this whenever and wherever they wanted. What did she care if someone heard her.]
[He grunts louder, thrusting into her. There's absolutely no shame or regard for anything around them from the possible neighbors to the furniture getting pushed around from Steve pushing her into the couch. All that matters is how tight and wet she feels at the moment, groaning when she clenches around him.]
Where do you want me to cum? [Normally he probably would just finish in her, but he wants her to hear it, how bad she wants it. He'd give her anything in that moment.]
[It worries her that she wants this again, that she wants to be a slut for him in a way that only one other person has known. The fact that he has her gasping and moaning loudly, wantonly, it's an indication how good he is. Especially how good he felt in her.]
In me. [She didn't have to worry about anything. She wants to feel him finish around her as she tightens and shivers from how good it all is.] Fuck me to the end.
[He doesn't answer her, too lost in what she says and how that's exactly what he wants right now. He wants to do this over and over again, spill in her and on her until she's satiated enough. The thought has him twitching in her. His thrusts become more erratic, and he can feel himself losing any semblance of control he might have thought he had. It just feels too good being in her, wanting to come in her so bad.
There's a few more hard, quick thrusts before he's spilling in her suddenly. Letting out a low groan, the hand on her hip grabs tighter. There will be marks left on her body from him, but he kind of likes the idea that those little black and blue marks will be a reminder of how badly they both wanted this.]
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Yes. [It was a hiss as he pushed through her lips. Her fingers gripped the couch, pushing back against him in desperation for more. He was cruel for denying her, for teasing. She always knew she was mean, but this, holding back when she wanted all of him, she couldn't bear it. It was almost like an addiction, this need for him that was scratching at her mind. It hadn't been this way in a long while, not since- well, she's not going to think about Bassface, not when she almost had Steve inside her.
She kicked away her underwear, not wanting to be tangled when finally he gave her what she was begging for.
Blair reached back, grabbing his hip roughly.]
Show me how much you want me.
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But he didn't go slow. He didn't ease her into his length. He buried the full eight inches into her at once with a quick thrust of his hips. His body bends over her, a hand running down the front of her negligee to pull out one of her breasts as he started a quick pace of in and out. His other hand remained steady on her hip so he could keep up the steady rhythm, not taking any time to pause or let her get used to it.
She wanted his cock; she was going to have it now.]
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She was moaning, as loud as possible. It was wanton, slutty, but she knew that he would like it. Sweat was beading against her thighs, making the negligee stick against her skin. She'd been with other guys here before, but it didn't feel like this. Their cock didn't feel as good or right in her, even though she enjoyed it.
This was more, like what he was giving her.]
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He groans again when he feels her tighten around him, unable to slow down or pause for too long. He can feel himself twitch in her. He holds out though, he wants her to come on him, feel her soak his cock and his lap. His hand grips at her breast when she whines like that, making him feel like he's turned her into this cock hungry girl. It's an ego boost even if he knows she's been with other.
That isn't the point. She wants his cock.]
I want you to come on my cock. Moan my name, tell me you want my cock. [The string of dirty talk comes out of him, and while he's engaged in some of it before, it's never been this assertive, sure of the need she's about to fill for him.]
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I want you, Steve. I want you so bad. [These were vulnerable words, but she couldn't hold them back, not when she was so close.] I want your cock, I want your hands, I want your lips and tongue. I want you, I want you!
[With that she shattered, gasping desperately, a cry tearing her at her throat. His name must have been on her lips, but it's hard to focus on the string of words coming from her. A mix of obscenities and possibly his name.]
You're so good, Steve.
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In this moment he's aiming to push her over her edge as much as he's trying to hold himself back. He curses back, just taking in the way she looks, bent over the couch as he's fucking her like this. Toes curl as he holds on, and a hand moving to pinch at her nipples, having already pulled her breasts out.]
Fuck, I want to make you cum like this. You're so fucking hot.
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A few more thrusts and she's screaming, not bothering to restrain herself. Neither of them seemed to care, wanting just to do this whenever and wherever they wanted. What did she care if someone heard her.]
God yes, just like that!
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Where do you want me to cum? [Normally he probably would just finish in her, but he wants her to hear it, how bad she wants it. He'd give her anything in that moment.]
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In me. [She didn't have to worry about anything. She wants to feel him finish around her as she tightens and shivers from how good it all is.] Fuck me to the end.
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There's a few more hard, quick thrusts before he's spilling in her suddenly. Letting out a low groan, the hand on her hip grabs tighter. There will be marks left on her body from him, but he kind of likes the idea that those little black and blue marks will be a reminder of how badly they both wanted this.]