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Chris hoisted Jenna out of the shower leaving the water running. He threw her down on the bed and swooped down atop her, the heat of desire radiating from his core. She loved it when his inner animal came out but it was wilder today than she had ever seen. She lay back on the soaked sheets and let his eyes drink in her nakedness; from her long slender neck to the gentle curves of her hips and thighs. He descended slowly, picking a spot on her neck just below her jawline for his lips and tongue. Her hands met at the nape of his neck and she drew his face into her. His lips and tongue working furiously to rob her of her sanity. She moaned and squirmed, running her nails down his back. He sunk lower on her chest, his lips grazing her skin gingerly during his descent. He kissed her breasts ever so gently and wrapped a hard nipple in his mouth, suckling it. Then she felt the cold of his teeth press against it and her skin erupted in goosebumps. Her thigh quivered as he bit. Painful, but pleasurable. He let go of her tit and the tease in him smiled at her. Slowly, he placed his throbbing member at the gates of her paradise. On a regular day, Jenna would have appreciated the playfulness but tonight, the aching in her left no time for such. Closing her limbs around him, she grabbed his firm toned bum and...
...She pulled him in.
Both their heads flew back. Jenna exhaled sharply as Chris filled her up snugly, her walls expanding to encompass his mass. At that moment she lost all reserve. She did not want to make love. She did not want just sex. She wanted her savage needs to be met. She wanted to be ravaged. "Fuck me!". She surprised herself by shouting but as soon as the words left her mouth she agreed with herself. She clawed at his shoulders. "Fuck me Chris". Her words must have had an effect because suddenly, the devil entered his eyes and he poised himself over her. He supported all his weight on his bulky arms and he began to pump.
Pump...
Pump...
Pump...
Like a piston.
Her eyes and mouth dropped open as Chris shifted into a gear she had never been blessed to see before. She let out silent screams and reached above her head. Her arms flailed as she reached for something. Anything. The pillows. The sheets. He lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He suddenly felt bigger. And she was loving it. Her brain was liquefied and could form no discernible thought. Sweat dripped off Chris's brow as he worked deep into her. He placed his hand on her lower belly and stretched his thumb down between her thighs, placing it against her swollen clit. And he began to rub circles around it as he pounded. Her thighs convulsed wildly as she erupted, squirting a jet of juices over his thighs. Don't stop, she thought. Don't stop, she wanted to say. But only moans emerged from her mouth. But somehow he heard her pleas.
He flipped her, stopping momentarily to admire her backside. He ran his palms up her thighs, still slick with her fluids. His palms tracing the topography of her buttocks. His fingers closed hard against her buns as he grabbed her ass. One of his hands dipped below her cheeks towards the warmth of her womanhood. Slowly, he caressed the plump lips of her pussy, teasing with his fingers, spreading and stroking them. She shuddered as her skin erupted in goosebumps and this seemed to reawaken the bestial desires within him.
She felt his weight resting on her and spread her legs for him, inviting him into her. She closed her eyes and waited for the his organ to pert her lips and nestle itself deep in her. She mentally prepared herself for the impending pleasure and her vagina re-lubricated itself.
"Hurry up", she beckoned.
"Take me, she begged...
... as he sunk hard and deep into her.
* ... to be continued ... *
