Page 12 of Playing for the Dark

I’m grinning in my head because I definitely can’t with my mouth stuffed plum full. I enjoy bringing pleasure to my partners; I think it goes along with liking to be in charge, and what’s better than being in charge of someone’s orgasms?

Wrapping one arm around my waist, locking me in place, I feel him reach down and pull my head off his cock by my hair. “Keep that up and I will come down that tight throat of yours.”

“Did you like fucking my face with that fat cock, Big Boy?” That nickname has a new meaning now.

He flips me back right side up and sets me down on my feet. I’m just gawking at him. He asks, “What is it?”

“You just threw me around like I weigh nothing.” I cower away, embarrassed.

Grabbing my chin he pulls my face to look up at him. “I bench probably double your weight and squat more than that. I don’t want you ever thinking your body is anything but perfection.” I nod but pull away from him at the same time. This all feels too intimate for my liking.

Walking over to my nightstand with all the goodies, I pull out a condom, tossing it at him. He stands looking at it like he has no clue what to do.

“Do you need help?”There’s no way he’s a virgin, right?!

“This ain’t gonna fit,Mi Amor.” He hands it back, going to grab his pants. Pulling out his wallet, I hear him mutter quite a few cuss words. Normally I would laugh and say, “yeah the fuck right, just put it on,” but the piece on this man… He’s not lying.

“I don’t have any on me.” This fully grown, big-ass man is pouting. Lower lip out and all.

“I’m clean and have the implant.” Holding up my arm, I fake flex to show him the birth control implant in my arm.

“I’ve never had sex without one…” he trails off, looking kind of nervous.

“No pressure, seriously.” My words are cut off by him kissing me. Shoving me back onto the bed, his full weight on top of me, he grinds his rock-hard cockagainst my thigh. God, I love the feeling of his weight on me.

I pant out, “I need your words.” I’m not going to force him into anything he’s not comfortable with. Especially with this being a one-night stand, and I’m sure all kinds of women would want to trap this freshly signed Pro player with a baby. It would honestly be more of a trap for me. I have too much shit to do to have to take care of a kid right now.

“Y-yes, please, fuck me,” he begs breathlessly. So, so beautifully, I might add. I love begging men.

Pushing on his shoulder and throwing my hip up, putting some of my jiu-jitsu training to use, I tell him, “Lie back and enjoy the show, Big Boy.”

Straddling his tight waist, I groan just from this image. His slutty little waist, the big ass thighs, plus his bulky chest and arms. Fuck!Why are men so hot?!

“You like what you see,Mi Amor?” He throws my words right back in my face, a smirk covering his. I’m shamelessly grinding my pussy all over his cock. My hands rest on his solid stomach. “These ripped-up fishnets should not be this sexy,” he groans out. Running his hands up and down my netted thighs.

“Mmhmm.” I shake myself out of my drooling state. “You’re sure about this?” I’m rocking my hips back and forth, pussy spread over his length.

“Yes, I want you bare. I trust you.” He nods his head at me. I grip him, lining him up, and sinking down just onto his tip. The stretch is almost unbearable.

“Fuck, you’re too big,” I pant out.

He’s grinding his jaw. “So tight, fuck, I’m not going to last.” I just want to get the pain out of the way. I’m about to slam down, but he senses it like before, like we’re floating on the same wavelength, and grabs the bottom of each of my thighs. “Rub your clit,” he says while looking me in the eye. “Now. It will help with the burn.” I guess when you have a cock like this, you know how to make sex enjoyable, even with one-night stands.I’m already wanting to take this country boy for another spin.

I reach down but decide to be a menace and shove my two fingers into his mouth to wet them. Smirking down at him, I pull them out, circling my clit hard and fast. He’s still holding me up but now slowly letting me sink further to take all of him.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Elle.” Fuck, that nickname shouldn’t make my stomach butterflies take off, but it does. It brings Marcello back to the front of my brain. He would always call me that.

I start rocking back and forth, chasing yet another orgasm. “Greedy pussy wants to finish again?” I feel myself nodding my head in agreement. I might just be able to come with his filthy words.

“I love a good boy with a disgusting mouth.” I throw my head back with a moan.

He has his eyes closed now, almost looking like he’s in pain. “This feels too good. Fuck,Mi Amor,you feel so good.” His stomach muscles bunch as he sits up to kiss up my neck and around my jaw. Grinding back and forth knowing this hits the spot inside me the best, he must know what I’m doing as he places a hand on my lower back and one right below my belly button. Not minding my rolls whatsoever.

“You are ravenous, aren’t you?” Is he talking to my pussy or me,because yes. He starts to take the rocking of my body into his own hands, literally. I’m still rubbing my clit, and I’m close to reaching orgasm in record time while fucking a man. “Keep going,” he lays down and shoves his middle and pointer finger into his mouth.What does he think he’s doing with those?

“Have you ever had two cocks at once?” I have to have the stupidest look on my face. Is he joking? Men don’t like to share; they’re too possessive and jealous.

“No, why?”

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