Olivia

    Inch by excruciating inch, he worked himself inside me until he was fully seated, his hips flush against mine. The fullness was overwhelming, bordering on painful.

    Alexander groaned, his forehead pressed against mine. “You’re so tight. When’s thest time you got fucked?”

    “Weeks,” I gasped, adjusting to his size. “And Ryan wasn’t… he wasn’t this big.”

    Alexander’s smile was pure male satisfaction. “No one’s this big. You’re getting the premium package.”

    “Your ego is ridiculous,” I said, but it came out breathless as he shifted inside me.

    “Can you take it harder?” he asked, pulling out slightly and pushing back in.

    “Yes,” I said, my body already adapting to his bsize/b, pain giving way to pleasure.

    He pulled almost all the way out before mming back in with a force that drove the breath from my lungs. “Fuck yes,” he growled, setting a brutal pace that had the headboard mming against the wall. “Your tight little pussy feels amazing.”

    I wrapped my legs around his waist, taking him deeper with each powerful thrust. The pain hadpletely given way to pleasure now, intense waves building with every stroke of his thick cock inside me.

    “You like it rough, right?” Alexander growled, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise. “Like being fucked like the dirty girl you are.”

    “Yes!” I cried out as he hit a spot deep inside me that made my vision blur. “Right there!”

    “Here?” He angled his hips to hit the same spot again. “Gonna make youe on my cock. Gonna ruin you for other men.”

    His hand moved between us, finding my clit and rubbing it in tight circles as he continued pounding into me. The dual stimtion pushed me rapidly toward the edge.

    ‘Oh god, I’m close,” I gasped, my nails digging into his back.

    “Not yet,” hemanded, suddenly pulling outpletely.

    I cried out in frustration. “What the fuck?b” /b

    Alexander flipped me over roughly, yanking my hips up so I was on my knees with my ass in the air. Before I could protest, he mmed back into me from behind, the new angle allowing him to go even deeper.

    “Fuck!” I screamed, the pleasure bordering on pain as he bottomed out inside me.

    “That’s it,” he grunted, his handing down hard on my ass. “Take my cock like a good girl.”

    He established a punishing rhythm, each thrust forcing small cries from my throat. His hand came down again and again on my ass, each p adding to the fire building between my legs.

    “Your ass looks so igood /iturning red,” he growled, delivering another stinging p. “And your pussy gets tighter every time I

    spank you.”

    “Please,” I begged, not even sure what I was asking for anymore. b“/bPlease, Alex.”

    He reached forward, tangling his hand in my hair and yanking my head back painfully. “Tell me what you want.”

    “Make mee. Please make mee!”

    His other hand snaked around to find my clit, rubbing it roughly as he continued pounding into me.

    “You want toe on my cock? Beg for it properly.”

    “Please let mee on your cock,” I gasped, past caring about pride or dignity. “Please, Alex, I need it so bad.”

    “That’s better,” he grunted, increasing his pace. “Come for me now. Let me feel this tight pussy squeeze my cock.”

    His fingers pressed harder on my clit, and the dam broke. I screamed as the orgasm tore through me, more intense than anything I’d ever felt before. My pussy mped down on his cock in rhythmic pulses as wave after wave of pleasure crashed

    over me.

    “Fuck!” Alexander growled, his rhythm faltering as my walls contracted around him. “That’s it, milk my cock with that tight pussyb./bb” /b

    Just as my orgasm began to subside, he pulled out again, flipping me onto my back. Before I could catch imy /ibreath, he was inside me again, hooking my legs over his shoulders and folding me nearly in half.

    ‘Going to fuck another one out of you,” he promised, driving into me with renewed vigor. “Want to see your face when youe again.”

    The new position allowed him to hit even deeper, and I felt another orgasm building impossibly fast. My oversensitive pussy protested at the continued stimtion, but the pleasure quickly overwhelmed the difort.

    ‘I can’t,” I gasped. “Too much.”

    “You can and you will,” Alexander insisted, one hand moving to my breast to pinch my nipple hard. “Your body belongs to me now, and I’ll make ite as many times as I want.”

    The slight pain mixed with the pleasure of his cock stretching me wide, pushing me toward another peak. His thumb found my clit again, circling it rapidly.

    “Give me another one,” he demanded. “Now.”

    Hismand shot through me like lightning, and I couldn’t have disobeyed if I tried. My body belonged to him in that moment, responding ito /ihis voice, his touch, his cock still pounding relentlessly inside me.

    “I can’t,” I gasped as my back arched off the bed.

    “You fucking can and you will,” Alexander growled, his thumb pressing harder on my clit. “Your pussy’s squeezing my cock already. Give it to me.”

    “Oh god, Alex–fuck!” My words dissolved into incoherent cries as the second orgasm crashed through me, more intense than the first. My entire body convulsed, legs shaking uncontrobly as I clenched around him.

    “That’s it,” he groaned, watching my face contort with pleasure. “Your pussy feels amazing when youe.”

    He continued driving into me through my orgasm, prolonging it until I was sobbing from overstimtion.

    “Please,” I begged, not sure if I wanted him to stop or continue forever.

    Alexander’s rhythm grew erratic, his breathing harsh. “Where do you want it?” he grunted, his muscles tensing. “Tell me where you want my cum.”

    “On my tits,” I gasped, surprising myself with how badly I wanted to see it.

    He pulled out with a groan, ripping off the condom and straddling my chest. His hand worked his huge cock furiously, the head purple and swollen.

    “Gonna cover these perfect tits,” he panted. “Fuck, I’m close.”

    I reached up to pinch my nipples, and that sight pushed him over the edge.

    “Fuck!” Alexander roared as thick ropes of cum shot across my breasts, somending on my neck and corbone. He continued stroking himself, milking everyst drop onto my skin.

    “You look so fucking hot covered in my cum.”

    I ran a finger through the mess on my breast, bringing it to my mouth and sucking it clean while maintaining eye contact.

    Alexander’s eyes widened. “Didn’t expect that from a marketing executive.”

    “There’s a lot you don’t know about me,” I replied with a smirk.

    He copsed beside me, both of us breathing hard. “I’m looking forward to finding out,” he said, grabbing tissues from the nightstand and cleaning me up with surprising gentleness.

    b3/3 /b

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