1 comments/ 12683 views/ 3 favorites I Love The Way... By: redhotwriter I love the way you kneel in front of me, spreading my legs as I lean back into the sofa. You fold your legs so gracefully under your bottom, your hands on my thighs, your soft triangle of pussy hair disappearing from my gaze as you settle on your knees. I love the way you look then at my cock, my hard, hard cock. A look of amusement and hunger combined with a hint of wide-eyed innocence. You softly lick your lips and I'm not sure if you're aware you're doing it or if it's subconscious, a deep need in you breaking through to the surface. I love the way you make me ask. "Say it," you smile. "Please," I say. "Say it properly," the smile widens. "I want to hear it. I want to hear how badly you want it." "Please, just do it, please, I can't take it." "Well if you won't ask..." You bite your bottom lip gently, start to lean back, your eyes saddening, your breasts rubbing back against my thighs. You sigh softly. "Oh God. Please, please, suck my cock, I need to feel your wet mouth on me, please, suck me." The smile returns. "Tell me more." "I want you to take me deep in your mouth, take the head of my dick into your throat. I want to fuck your mouth, just please, please, touch me and suck me. I'm so hard it hurts." The smile widens. I love the way you dip your head, your hair shifting and shining in the sunlight coming in through the window, and your soft lips just graze the head of my cock, making it twitch hard and sending electric shocks through my body. You feather kiss down my shaft, lightly, softly, like a gentle breeze and I groan as I want to plunge into your mouth. I love the way you lick softly all the way from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip, catching there the tiny drop of liquid. "Mmmmmmmmmmm," you grin. "Please!" I love the way then you engulf me, taking my prick into your soft, wet, red mouth, the heat intense, your tongue swirling over the ridge at the base of the head. We both groan, a deep, throaty noise from both of us, and you look up at me. Your eyes sparkle at me, and deep in the pupils I see how much you, too, hunger for this. Your hands tighten on my thighs, grasping the big muscles there. I love the way you move one hand then to the base of my cock, cupping my balls, so heavy with cum. The other hand snakes down between your tits, down your stomach to bury itself between your legs, and I hear – and feel – you moan as your fingers find your sweet clit. I love the way it changes now, from sucking and licking to almost devouring me, my dick pushing deep into your throat, your moans coming as often as mine as if you can't get enough. I hear wet sounds and know your fingers have pushed further down, into your boiling cunt as you rock forward on your knees. "Oh, oh – oh. I love – I love the way you suck me. Your mouth, your mouth feels so good on my cock," I gasp. The hand that isn't buried in your pussy moves up to my shaft, wanking me fast and hard now as you suck on the head of my cock, and I know it won't be long now. My thighs are shaking, my toes arching, my whole body seems focused in the tip and shaft of my dick, my balls are tightening. I love the way you lift your head, your hand still pumping away, and look up at me. "Please, cum for me, shoot that beautiful cum for me. I want to taste it, I want you to fill my mouth with it. I need it so much," you whisper to me and your eyes shine with lust. Your lips envelope me again, and with a huge groan, I feel my spunk bubble from my balls, all through my cock and spray into your sweet mouth. Your moan becomes something like a growl and I see the hand between your legs move faster as you stroke your clit hard, fast, harder, faster, before plunging your fingers back between your beautiful cunt lips. The flood slows, and you gently slide your mouth up and down my cock, smearing me with my cum. A drop slips out of your mouth and slides down the shaft. I love the way then you lift your head, look me in the eye and swallow, before leaning forward to kiss me deeply with those soft, sticky, sweet-yet-salty lips, your tongue just pushing its tip into my mouth. As we kiss I feel you shake and groan as your fingers, so deep in your cunt, nestled in that soft, pretty hair, push you over the edge, and you cum too. I catch you softly as you totter, half fall forwards, our mouths locked together, your other hand reaching for my wet, sticky cock to stroke me. I love the way you turn to me then. "Your turn." I Love The Way... Ch. 02 This is a sequel to "I Love The Way..." in which I rhapsodised about a fantastic blowjob. Now it's time to return the favour... All feedback most gratefully received. I Love The Way... Ch. 02 "Your turn." I love the way you lean back on the sofa, legs spread, two fingers still buried in your delightful pussy. So abandoned, so unashamed, so hungry – your fingers still sliding gently in and out even though you've just come hard. I drink in the sight of you, your shining hair, your glowing eyes, your mouth where I can still see a drop of my cum at the corner of your lips. You poke your sweet pink tongue out and scoop it up, making a little happy sound. My gaze sweeps down, over your perfect tits, down, down to your thigs, and, nestled between them, your stunningly beautiful cunt. I can see a soft patch of downy hair, and then your fingers surrounded by your wet, red lips. I love the way you slip your fingers out of your pussy and feed them to me, giving me the first taste of your fantastic juices. I suck on them hard, tasting the slippery, sticky musk that I adore, that I can't wait for more of. I can't wait, and neither can you. But I have to make you wait. "First I need to tell you just what I plan to do," I say. "No, no, you don't, please, just do it," you reply. "That's no way to go about things. Now. First of all I plan to kiss your thighs ... I can see that the tops of them are already quite, quite wet." "No! There's no need, please, just bury your face in my pussy, I need it. My thighs are wet because my cunt is absolutely sopping, and crying out for a tongue." "There's every need. Now once I've done that for quite a while, I think I should gently, lightly stroke your cunt, like a feather." "Oh God, yes, that sounds good, but please, just start. Or I'll have to touch myself again. Do you want that? Me having to sit here and wank while you spout on?" you say, your voice taking on a pleading tone. "After the stroking ... well ... maybe the thigh kissing again. After all, we don't want to rush things." "God, you bastard, no, look, please just fuck me with your tongue. I need it, I need your lips on my clit and your tongue up my pussy, I need it, I want it," you say. Your hand descends again to your cunt and starts to stroke your clit. My smile widens. "OK. Maybe just a little kiss now," I say. I love the look on your face then as, kneeling between your thighs, I dip my head and plant the softest kiss I can manage on your soft pubic hair. I love the moan that escapes you and the buck in your hips, the way your hand moves to the back of my head to direct me. I slip away, move back to kiss and lick your delectable thighs, to stroke them and grip them, to push your legs even wider than they are already. You groan: "Please, I can't take it, just please lick me. I'm so wet, so hot, so need your tongue." Maybe I should relent. First I lean up and kiss you, tasting your tongue and giving you a hint of your own flavour. Then I dive back down. I love the way your pussy tastes. I adore it, I want to bask in it, I want to drink it to the end of my days, to be surrounded by it. I lick gently up and down your cunt lips, and your hand clamps to the back of my head. I'm not getting away this time, that hand says, but that's fine by me. You're so wet, and getting wetter. I stiffen my tongue, turning it into a little cock, and push it into your pussy, and I hear you sigh with such gorgeous relief that it makes my cock pulse. Oh yes, I'm hard again, at the thought of what I'm doing to you. Your pussy is so hot around my tongue. I wrap my arm around the top of your thigh, my fingers snaking back through your hair to find the nub of your clit, and begin to softly stroke it. Your hand grabs the back of my head, and I hear a long, drawn-out groan. Then I use two fingers to spread your cunt lips wide, and lick you as deeply as I possibly can, using the flat of my tongue like a broad blade. I lean back for a brief moment. I love looking at your pussy, imagining burying my cock in its boiling depths, how it would feel to be balls-deep in you. Your cunt glistens with its juices, red and wet and swollen. I love the way your hand drives me back to work. "Please, don't stop, that feels so good. Suck on my clit." And so I do. I shift upwards and draw as much of your pussy into my mouth, centered on your clit, as I can, and I suck. I suck hard, until all I have left in my mouth is your clit. And then I run my tongue over it. Hard. "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh!" Your hips buck, and I have to flex to keep my lips where they are. But I'm not going to stop sucking and licking. "Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God," you pant. "That's going to make me come." "Mm-hmm," I moan without letting go, adding the vibrations through my lips to the sensations flooding your cunt. And then I take three fingers and slide them into your glorious hole, feeling your pussy muscles clamp down on them as I push deep inside you. And as I lick your clit – soft, then hard, then soft, then HARD – I slide those fingers gently in and out, and I feel you start to shake, and the noises you're making become ever more like those of an animal, sighs and moans and groans and grunts. "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming, oh fuck, I'm coming," you practically yell, and I redouble my efforts, drawing your clit deep into my mouth and driving my fingers all the way home. And then I just hang on for dear life, as your hips move, and your tits rise and fall with your shuddering breath, and you bite your lip almost hard enough to draw blood as your orgasm sweeps through you. I soften my sucking, so that it's just gentle, soft, calming. I love the way you lift your hand softly off the back of my head, stroking me, and look down at me, with a broad smile and a deliciously naughty glint in your eye. I know you love it, so I slip my three fingers from your cunt and move them straight to your mouth. You suck on them hungrilysafari, as if they were my cock, savouring your juices too, before we kiss deeply. I sit back up beside you, and you nestle into my shoulder. I love the way you turn to me and say: "What ARE we going to get up to next?" I Love The Way You Touch Me This was co-written with a friend for a role play we're a part of. Hope you enjoy! * Briana sighed softly as she waited for Derek. She had left Brielle alone, getting the feeling that the other woman just needed time to think. She bit her lip as she thought about everything that had gone on in this manor, but she knew her feelings. Derek smiled when he saw Briana. "Hey baby girl, everything okay?" He asked softly. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, and without thinking twice, she made her way over to him, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a sweet kiss. "As okay as it can be," she murmured softly. "I had a talk with Brielle," she said, meeting his eyes. "I think we need to have the same talk..." Derek hugged her to him. "I think that would be a good idea." he murmured. "Do you want to go to my room or take a walk, baby girl?" She practically melted against him as he hugged her to him and gave him a small smile. "Your room's fine. I don't think we'll be disturbed there anyway," she said. "Works for me," Derek picked Bri up and swung her around so she was on his back. Once he was sure she had a good grip on him, he started to walk to his room. Briana laughed as she wrapped her arms around him, holding on as he headed to his room. She hummed softly, nibbling on his neck as they moved. Derek growled softly as she started to nibble on his neck and he quickly made it back to his room. He gently set her down and pulled her over to the couch. Once they were settled comfortably, he cleared his throat. "I want you to know that I will never do anything to willingly get in between you and Brielle." She smirked at his growl, and she chuckled softly. She let him pull her over to the couch about ready to tell him what was on her mind, but he beat her to it. She sighed and moved so she was straddling his lap. "Derek," she began, meeting his eyes. "I care about you both," she said softly. "I can't see you getting in between Brielle and me, and I can't see either of you asking me to choose one or the other." Her hand moved to his cheek, her thumb softly moving over his lips. "Even if you guys made me, I'd refuse to. I'm a greedy bitch...haven't you noticed?" she chuckled. Nipping at her thumb, Derek pulled her closer to him. "I have noticed but I don't mind you being greedy. What you and Brielle have is special." He smiled up at her, running his hands over her legs and backside. "I really don't want to lose what the three of us have together but Blondie's and yours happiness comes first." Bri returned his smile, her body reacting to his touch, to his closeness. "She's got a thing for her cowboy, and I can't deny her that," she murmured softly. "You make me happy....you do realize that, don't you?" she asked, emotion flashing in her eyes. "I know she does, just like I know she would choose him if she has a chance." Derek smiled softly. "You make me happy too, baby girl. Both of you do in your own unique way." He tugged her down for a kiss. "I promise, I'll never make you choose between us. I couldn't do that to either of you." He already knew he would walk away before letting or making her choose. She returned his kiss, lightly nipping at his lip. "I'm not going to choose. Honestly, there's no real choice," she whispered softly. Her lips moved to his neck so she wouldn't have to meet his eyes. "If anything, Brielle and I can always go back to being friends. And you? I refuse to lose you....I don't even want to think about it," she said softly, pressing her lips against his skin. Derek pulled back and cupped her chin in his hand gently so she would look at him. "I understand there will be nights you are with Blondie and not me and I'm cool with that." He looked at her seriously. "If you and Blondie decide to go back to being friends it will because you two decided that...not me in any way." He let go of her chin and kissed her fiercely. "You're stuck with me, baby girl. The only way you are going to lose me is if you tell me to get the fuck out." Briana met his eyes, her own filling with unknown emotions. She gasped as he kissed her, returning it and pressing close against him. "Good to know," she murmured, "but it's not going to happen," she said, smiling softly. "Glad to hear that," murmured Derek as he brought her back down for another heated kiss, letting his hand run over her body. "You have no idea how much you've come to mean to me," she whispered, her hands shaking slightly as she slid them down his chest. "At first, it was just some silly little crush, and then I got to know you....and then I got to touch you," she murmured, her lips at his neck again. She nipped at his skin as her hands slid under his shirt, humming softly at the feel of his skin beneath her hands. "Promise you won't leave," she whispered, her tongue darting out to taste his skin. Derek growled softly at her touches, his hands sliding up under her shirt. "I won't leave, baby girl...not willingly." He drew her shirt off over her head and leaned forward to bury his face into her cleavage. "Your marks are fading," he mumbled. "You need new ones..." he turned slightly to bite her breasts hard enough to leave an impression of his teeth. She dragged her nails down his chest as he buried his face against her cleavage. "They are...and I do," she said softly, moaning and pulling him closer as he bit her. She rocked against him, something about him leaving his marks on her waking up something almost primal in her. Lightly, her nails scratched at the back of his neck as she watched him. Reaching around, Derek quickly unhooked her bra freeing her breasts. "Fuck, I want you so bad, baby doll," he purred against her skin. His hands become rougher on her. He stood her up so that he could unbutton her pants and tug them down along with her panties. "God, you are fucking gorgeous, Bri..." he murmured as he looked up at her. "I'm yours to take," she moaned. She arched her back, pressing herself against him. A soft whimper left her as his hands became rougher, and she bit her lip as he had her stand. She stepped out of her pants and smiled down at him. "I'm glad you think so," she said softly. She stepped closer to him, her eyes flashing with desire. Derek growled as he ran his hands up her legs and then around to cup her ass. He leaned forward to nip hard at her hip. "Tell me what you want, baby girl," he murmured. "Tell me what you want me to do to you tonight..." Briana smirked slightly, a soft hum leaving her when he nipped at her. "I want you to make me come, handsome," she hummed softly. "I want you to make me scream again and again. I want you to fuck me and possess me and leave no doubt in my mind that I'm yours," she said, her eyes darkening. Derek nipped at her hip again as he growled at her words. He stood up, towering over her as a predatory look came into his eyes. "Oh you're mine, baby girl. The only person I'll share you with is Blondie..." he yanked his shirt off and moved his hands to his belt. "You...bed...now..." he growled as he discarded the rest of his clothes before following her. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs at his growl, felt it even more at his look. Her breath caught, and she bit her lip, watching as he stripped. She took a step toward him, wanting to touch him before he growled out his order. "Anything you want," she whispered, making her way to the bed. Derek waited for her to climb onto the bed and stalked after her very reminiscent of the lion on his shoulder. He crawled on the bed and continued to move towards her until she was pressed against the headboard. Growling softly he pulled her legs wide apart and thrust into her hard. "So fucking tight," he groaned as he set a hard pace, not giving her body a chance to adjust to his size. There was a bit of defiance in her gaze as he backed her against the headboard, and she bit her lip as she fought not to smirk. A soft gasp left her as she felt the headboard, and she whimpered when he pulled her legs apart. A scream was torn from her as he filled her in one hard thrust, her back arching from the headboard. She wrapped her arms around him, keeping her legs spread wide for him as she began to move with him, cries leaving her each time he thrust into her. Derek adjusted the angle of her hips slightly. He smirked at her cries as he thrust into her. He couldn't hit her any deeper than he was but it didn't stop him from trying. "My baby girl," he growled. "I love how you take me, I love hearing you scream for me." He bit her lip hard before he claimed her mouth as his animalistic nature started to come more to the surface. "Yours," she whispered, her nails digging into his shoulders, her legs hooking over his hips. She felt herself falling fast toward the edge and moaned as he bit her lip, tasting the barest hint of blood when they kissed. She was as rough as she could be with him, her nails digging in, scratching as her hips rocked against him. She loved the way he took her, loved the marks he left on her. It wasn't very long before a scream left her, her release washing over her causing her muscles to clamp down on him. Growling in satisfaction as she screamed out her release, Derek increased his pace. He tore his mouth away from hers and started to kiss and nip down her neck. "Talk to me baby girl...tell me how it feels," he urged right before biting down where her neck met her shoulder, shaking his head a bit as he did so. Her hand slipped to the back of his head, pressing him closer against her. "I love the way you fuck me, Derek," Bri moaned. "No one fucks me as good as you do. No one stretches me and fills me like you do," she murmured. "I love wearing your marks..." she cried out again as he hit a sensitive spot, her nails digging into his shoulder again. Derek gnawed on her neck until he broke skin. Her words caused another growl to slip from him. He raised his head to look at her. "I'm going to fuck you every which way tonight, baby girl. I'm going to claim every inch of you, including that gorgeous ass of yours." He abruptly stopped to slowly withdraw from her. He reached over to place a pillow between her head and the headboard. "By the time I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk straight or sit down." He growled again as he slammed back into her with enough force to move her forward. He withdrew again only to repeat the process over and over, each thrust becoming harder and harder. A moan left her, her eyes flashing with lust and other emotions at his words. When he stopped and withdrew, she cried out. "No....don't stop," she begged. A sigh left her as he reached for the pillow, and a flare of excitement with through her. She screamed in delight as he slammed into her, causing her to hit against the headboard. She gripped the sheets beneath her, her head thrown back in pleasure as he quickly pushed to towards another release. There was nothing sweet or gentle in the way that he took her. His thrusts were brutally hard, his fingers bruising her flesh where he gripped her hips. He looked at her, his eyes wild and the smile he gave her was like one would give their prey. "Scream, Briana. Scream for me..." he demanded, each word accentuated by a hard thrust. "Now!" Her hands were on his arms, fingers digging in harder with each thrust. She could only take what he was giving her, not really having a choice but to. She cried out with each thrust, and the look he was giving her awoke something in her. Her eyes darkened even more, and at his demand, she screamed out his name, her nails digging in and piercing skin as her release tore through her, her body trembling and jerking from the intensity. "That's my baby girl," Derek purred as her muscles clenched around him. He growled not ready to give into his own release yet and after bringing her back down he withdrew completely. He got up and moved her so that her ass was at the edge of the bed. "Hold your legs as far apart as they will go," he demanded as he sank back into her with a growl. He slid his hands up her torso to her neck where he gently squeezed, watching her carefully. Bri's cries faded to soft moans and whimpers as he brought her back down, and her hands slid up, arms wrapping around his neck. She gasped as he withdrew, suddenly feeling very empty. She bit down on her lip, doing as she was told and moaning with pleasure as he filled her again. She watched him as she felt his hands at her neck, another soft gasp leaving her as he gently squeezed. Her eyes darkened again, but she didn't flinch, trusting him completely. Running his thumbs along the front of her throat, he smirked at the look in her eyes and how they darkened. "Like that Briana?" he whispered as he squeezed a little bit harder before releasing. "I love how you will let me do anything to you," he thrust hard into her again. "I could seriously hurt you," he growled, "...but you trust me, don't you, baby girl?" He squeezed as she started to cry out. Her reactions and trust in him turning him on more than ever before. She didn't have a chance to reply before he squeezed a bit harder, her eyes darkening even more. She moaned at his thrust, her hands sliding up his arms again. "I trust you," she whispered, crying out as he thrust into her again and again. She felt his hands tighten on her throat again, and the soft moan caught in her throat. Her hands lightly squeezed his arms, letting him know that she was okay. "Good girl," Derek growled as his thrusts started to get faster and rougher. "I love how you let me fuck you." He drove as deep as he could get into her as he squeezed her throat intermittently. He knew he wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer at the rate he was going and the line they were playing at. "Come for me again, Briana," he whispered as he squeezed harder than before. It was getting more difficult to keep her legs spread for him, and she could feel herself start to slip again. "Derek..." she whispered, her words getting cut off as he squeezed again. She bit her lip, her nails biting into his skin as her breath cut off. Her nails dug in even harder as her orgasm hit her hard and fast, her legs wrapping around his waist as her body jerked against him. Instead of screaming, she gasped as pleasure coursed through her. Her orgasm snapped his restraint. He thrust wildly into her, easing up on her throat just enough so she wouldn't pass out. With a strangled cry, he gave one last brutally hard thrust and spilled his release into her. He let go of her throat as he brought them back down. Derek moved to lie back down on the bed and tugged her up with him. "You do realize you're in trouble for not keeping your legs spread apart, don't you baby girl?" he purred softly with a smirk. Bri screamed as his released triggered another of hers, and her legs tightened around him. Again, she whimpered as he withdrew, only to smile softly as she ended up curled up against him. She purred softly, looking up at him. "I couldn't help it," she murmured softly, leaning up to press a kiss to his jaw. "Then again, I can't say that I dread trouble from you," she chuckled softly. Derek arched a brow at her as the predatory look returned to his eyes. "Oh really now?" Before she could react he had her flipped over onto her hands and knees. "No coming until I let you, baby girl." He growled softly as his hand landed on her ass. "You will not like the consequences if you do." He warned as he brought his hand back down again and again. She shivered at the look in his eyes, and the next thing she knew, she was on her hands and knees. She bit her lip and before she could wonder what he was going to do, his hand landed on her ass. She cried out, the pain and pleasure mixing. "Can I at least move?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at him, crying out each time his hand came down on her. "You can move all you want, just don't come, baby girl." Derek growled. He kept bringing his hand down on her ass, the inside and back of her thighs. "I love how red your skin is turning but it's not enough...not yet." he murmured with a smirk as she cried out for him. Briana rocked back against him, moaning and crying out at each spank. Her skin tingled where his hand came down and pleasure and pain mingled within her. "Then give me more," she said, her voice hoarse from her cries. "Please, Derek....hurt me..." Derek turned his ring around so it could leave little welts on her ass and thighs as he continued to spank her, harder and harder. He ached to be buried inside her but he wasn't going to give that to her yet. He suddenly thrust his fingers roughly into her with a growl. "You are so fucking wet, baby girl. You like me spanking you like this don't you?" he purred. Pulling his fingers back out he spanked her hard enough that his hand started to feel the effects. He ran his nails over her redden ass, making sure to go over as many of the little welts as he could. She cried out even louder, feeling his ring come down on her. She was getting closer and closer to her release, and when he thrust his fingers into her, she moaned, biting her lip as she fought back her release. Her muscles gripped him, and she knew he could tell how close she was. She whimpered softly, knowing she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. "I do...God help me, but I do," she moaned suddenly feeling empty when he withdrew his fingers. "So close, baby...." she whispered, her back arching and causing her ass to raise higher as his nails ran over her skin. "Come for me Briana, come while I spank you...while I hurt you so good," Derek demanded with a growl. "Then I'll reward you with my cock." He brought his hand down again but instead of on her ass or thighs, his hand landed directly over her center. He smirked at her reaction as he brought his hand down again on her. She cried out, not sure what to make of the sensation. As pleasure began to register, his hand made contact with her again, and she bit her lip, whimpering as he pushed her closer to the edge. It didn't take much more for her to scream out his name, pleasure raking through her body as her release spread through her. Derek couldn't describe the rush that went through him as he made her come like that. Her screams was like music to him and he knew then that he was quite addicted to it. He pulled her towards the edge of the bed, still on her hands and knees and stood behind her. He slowly eased himself into her with a moan. He grabbed her hips and started to thrust lightly into her, knowing the slow pace would just torment her. Her body was still trembling as he pulled her to the edge of the bed, and a moan slipped from her when he eased himself into her. She pushed back on him, loving the feel of his hands on her. She bit her lip as she fought to keep with the pace he set, wanting him thrusting harder into her. She looked back at him, her eyes dark and filled with emotion. The look she gave him was his undoing. He held her eyes as he started to thrust harder into her, his fingers on her hips digging in even more. "God, you feel so fucking good, baby girl." he groaned. This mere slip of a girl had wormed her way past his defenses and he knew now that he could never give her up. Bri cried out in pleasure as he thrust harder into her, desire and heat flaring within her. "So do you, sexy," she moaned softly. Her hands curled into the sheets as she rocked back against him, taking him as deep as she could. Derek reached forward and fisted her hair. Using his grip on her hair he pulled her back on him as he thrust into her even harder. He loved how she took everything he gave her and still wanted more. He loved how he didn't have to hold back with her. He growled her name as he became more animalistic, more primal in his taking of her and it showed in his rough and wild thrusts. I Love The Way You Touch Me She jerked against him when he pulled her back by her hair, adding to her desire. Her cries grew in frequency and volume each time he thrust into her harder and harder. When he growled her name, a shiver went through her causing her muscles to clamp down on him as he pushed her towards the edge of release again. "Fuck, Derek...." she moaned, her voice hoarse from her cries. She gripped the sheets harder, her body on the brink of orgasm. "If you insist, baby girl," Derek purred. He let go of her hair and pushed her face down to the bed. The position put her ass higher into the air for him. He growled as he grabbed her hips to hold her still as he thrust wildly into her. He smacked her ass again with a smirk as she cried out for him. A noise left her as he pushed her down onto the bed, a shiver of excitement going through her. Her cries were muffled by the bed, and still, her scream was heard loud and clear when her release finally hit. As he spanked her, another cry left her as another orgasm hit her before her first had subsided. Derek didn't let up as her orgasms hit. He was lost in the feel of her at the moment. He pulled out long enough to plunge his fingers into her, coating them with her honey. He slammed back into her as he started to work a finger into her ass. "Oh yes, baby girl, I'm claiming all of you tonight," he purred. Bri whimpered as he withdrew only to moan as his fingers plunged into her. She moaned softly only to scream out when he slammed back into her. Words were beyond her as he worked a finger into her ass, and she could only relax against him, lost in everything he was doing to her. Purring in satisfaction as he felt her relax he worked another finger slowly into her and finally a third finger. He knew that he had to stretch her good if she was going to be able to handle him due to his size. As he thrust into her he would withdraw his fingers only to thrust them back in as he pulled back. He kept moving his fingers, trying to keep his patience. She was moaning, rocking back against him over and over again as he stretched her. That combined with his thrusts was already building her up towards another release, and she bit her lip, her nails biting into her palms. At that moment, she knew she would do absolutely anything for him. "Come for me, baby girl," Derek demanded as his fingers got a little rougher, spreading them to stretch her further. He thrust even harder into her. "Come for me and then beg me to fuck your ass." She whimpered as she felt him stretching her even more. When he thrust harder into her, it was enough to send her spiraling over the edge, his name leaving her on a scream. She bucked against him, causing his fingers to drive in deeper, and she was lost in a wave of pleasure. "Please, Derek...please fuck my ass. I want you to claim all of me. Please, baby...I need you," she begged. "I love the sound of you begging me," Derek growled as he withdrew from her completely. He pressed his cock against her rosebud and slowly started to work himself in. Even with all the stretching he had done before it was slow going as he didn't want to hurt her. "Fuck," he groaned, "...so fucking tight..." Soft whimpers and moans left her, and she fought to keep still, knowing he was going slow for a reason. Another shiver went through her, and she moaned again, turning her head to the side. "God...you feel so good," she whispered, biting her lip as she slowly rocked back onto him. Finally he had himself fully sheathed in her and he moaned softly. "That's my good baby girl, taking all of me like that." he knew she was probably as stretched as she could be at the moment. When she rocked back against him he couldn't help but growl and started to thrust lightly into her. He reached down to pull her hair so her head tilted back. "You're mine, Briana..." he growled, "Don't ever forget that..." She gasped as he pulled her hair, tilting her head back, and a shiver of desire went through her. "Only yours," she whispered, moaning as he moved with her. "Always yours, Derek....only one I want," she murmured, overtaken by the emotions warring within her and the sensations he was giving her. Derek gave her hair another hard tug. "No man can fuck you like I do, fill you like I can, satisfy those urges like I will," he growled. He felt her body relax even more and he thrust slightly harder. "Talk to me baby girl, I want to hear how it feels..." His pace increased slightly as he started to get lost in the feel of her, in the way she felt and the sounds she was making for him. He was keeping the animal in him a bay by sheer force of will, wanting to make sure she was fully ready for when he let it loose on her. Briana's eyes closed in pleasure as he tugged on her hair hard again. She rocked back against him, emotions flowing through her. "There's no one but you," she moaned, finding it difficult to talk as he increased his pace. "No one does to me what you do." Another moan slipped from her lips. "I love the way you fuck me, the way you use me for your pleasure. I love that you don't hold back and you push me past my limits...I love...." She cried out as a bolt of pleasure went through her. "Fuck....no one gets the responses from my body that you do..." Derek groaned softly, "That's because no one understands your dark urges like I do, baby girl...no one but me can hurt you the way your body craves." He felt her body relax more and he growled as he withdrew only to plunge back into her, not at hard as he wanted but harder than before. He reached up and raked his nails all the way down her back and ass. "God, your ass feels so fucking good, baby girl," he groaned as his thrusts became even harder. "No one ever will," she moaned softly. A scream was torn from her as he thrust hard into her, and she moaned again at the feel of his nails dragging down her skin. She rocked back against him, meeting his every thrust. Her body tightened as he thrust harder into her, and she moaned softly, her sensitive nipples rubbing constantly against the sheets. She could feel herself spiraling closer to the edge, almost overwhelmed by sensations. "Let go for me Briana," Derek whispered, clenching his jaw. His control was at the near end of his restraint and the way she kept moving against him was making it harder for him to stay in control. He withdrew almost completely only to thrust back into her hard, wanting to make her scream again. As she rocked back against him, hitting him just right between her movements and her screams his control finally snapped. The animal in him came roaring to the forefront and with a large growl, he grabbed her hips and yanked her back on his cock so he was buried as far deep as he could get in her. "Fuck," he growled as he pulled her up by her hair so she was on her knees. The way he continued to take her was primal, his hands rough on her tits, his teeth digging into the back of her neck. She really couldn't move much as he thrust wildly into her. She screamed out as he thrust back into her hard, pushing her forward. Still, she rocked back against him, cries leaving her as she tumbled closer. "Oh, God," she cried out, whimpering as he pulled her up by her hair. Her arms wrapped around his neck, holding her flush against him as he became even rougher on her. When her orgasm hit, she screamed again, his name falling from her lips as she felt him claim her over and over again. Derek damn near roared when he felt her orgasm and it pushed him fully over the edge. He pulled out and pushed her roughly back down on the bed face first. Spreading her legs apart, he slammed himself back into her ass, pinning her to the bed with his weight. Wrapping her hair around his fist he pulled her head back to look into her eyes. "Mine," he growled crushing her lips with his. The kiss full of teeth and and tongue, the metallic taste of blood mixing in as his teeth cut her lip. After one final vicious thrust, this time he did yell as he spilled his release into her. Briana cried out as she fell onto the bed, moaning as he slammed back into her. She was flat on the bed, and another cry left her when he pulled her back by the hair. The look in his eyes woke something up inside her, and at his growl, a shiver went through her. She returned his kiss, moaning at the taste of blood mixed in him. She came again, her cry lost in his kiss before his own release hit. She collapsed back onto the bed, her breathing heavy as he brought them both back down. He was very gentle as he withdrew from her and rolled off of her. He was panting and his body was covered in sweat. Never before had he let himself go that completely. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead. "You are amazing, baby girl," he whispered as he looked at her, emotion shining in his eyes. She gave him a weak smile as she curls up against him, her hand curling against his chest. "If you say so," she chuckled softly, looking up at him with love shining in her eyes. Her voice was hoarse and her throat was raw, but she was happier than she could ever remember. "I hope I didn't truly hurt you," Derek whispered. He got up, giving her a sweet kiss. "I'll be right back." He walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Once the water was hot enough to his liking, he came back to pick her up into his arms. He stepped into the shower with her and chuckled. "Better than the first time we were in the shower together, hmmm?" "No...you didn't hurt me. Not in any way I didn't enjoy, at least," she smiled. She hummed softly as she returned his kiss, reluctant to let him go. Her eyes flashed when he came back, and she couldn't help but smile at him as she wrapped her arms around him. "Much better. At least the water's not ice cold," she laughed softly. Setting her gently on her feet, Derek lathered some soap on his hands to start washing her. His touch was surprisingly gentle, in stark contrast to just a few moments before. "You've got some wonderful welts and bruising on your ass and thighs," he murmured. Bri's eyes drifted closed at his touch, and she fought to stay on her feet. His gentle touch was sweet, and it meant more to her than anything else would have. She smiled at his words, her hands sliding up his chest. "I won't be able to sit comfortably for a few days, will I?" she asked, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Probably not and hopefully you won't be able to walk straight either," Derek smirked down at her. His hand drifted down between her legs, wanting to give her one last orgasm before they were through. He quickly found her pearl and circled it lazily with his finger, his smirk growing as he watched her. "Derek...." She breathed, her arms circling his neck. Desire flashed in her eyes as she pulled him closer for a kiss, her leg hooking over his hip. "You enjoy driving me insane, don't you?" she whispered before moaning. "Do you want me to stop?" Derek whispered with a chuckle, already knowing the answer. He continued to circle it before finally rubbing it directly. "I do love to watch you fall..." "Please don't stop," she begged, pressing herself against him. She kept her gaze locked on his as he continued to tease her, causing soft moans to escape her. She pulled him down again for a hungry kiss, crying out as he pressed against her pearl, pushing her even closer. It didn't take much longer for her orgasm to rush through her, causing her to scream out his name. Once they were done cleaning up into the shower, Derek carried her back to the bed and she hummed softly, slipping her arms around him. She pressed soft kisses along his jaw, smiling when he laid her down. "You have no idea how much you mean to me," she murmured softly, curling up against him. It wasn't long before she drifted off to sleep, happy to be in his arms.