Page 95 of Small Town Sizzle

His other hand grabs my hips, pulling me back against him with each thrust. His breath is hot on my ear as he growls, “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”

I whimper at his words, knowing that it’s true. He fills me up in a way no one ever has before. It’s like he was made to fit me perfectly, and the thought sets off another wave of pleasure coursing through me.

“Fuck me harder,” I demand, my voice almost as hoarse as his.

He doesn’t need to be told twice. His thrusts become more frenzied, each one pushing deeper into me until I think he’ll reach my soul. I gasp and moan with each movement, my mind foggy with desire and lust.

As he continues to move inside me, his hands slide up my body to grasp my breasts. He pinches my nipples roughly, eliciting a sharp gasp from meand sending another wave of pleasure-pain coursing through me.

“Yes, like that,” I beg, thrusting my chest forward to meet his hungry hands. His touch is rough and dominant, and it’s driving me wild.

His hips continue to pound into me, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I can feel the tension building deep within me, the familiar tightness growing stronger with each passing moment.

“Oh God, fuck, Garrett,” I whimper, my body trembling as he continues to touch me in ways that drive me wild.

He groans, his breath hot on my neck as he thrusts into me harder and faster. His hips move in a perfect rhythm, his body slamming against mine with each stroke.

He reaches forward, his fingers sliding to find my clit. When he does, I spasm and feel myself convulsing as I come over and over again.

“Oh, atta girl,” he coos. “Look how good you come all over my big cock, baby. That tight pussy is dripping for me.”

His words directly in my ear are too much, and I feel another wave of pleasure rip through me like a lightning bolt.

“Fuck, Garrett!” I scream.

He growls in satisfaction at my cry, continuing to move inside me as I convulse and shake. His hand never leaves my clit, and with each stroke, more waves of pleasure crash over me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers in my ear, his voice thick with desire. “I could watch you come apart like this all night.”

His words are more than enough to push me over the edge again, my body tightening around him as I cry out his name. He responds with a low groan, his pace picking up once more as he nears his own release.

“Damn baby, you’re gripping me so tight. I don’t know if I can hold back.”

I’m flailing practically, trying to grip onto the table, onto something to keep myself grounded. His fingers are still playing against my clit, and my body is pulsing, squirting all over his thick cock as he continues to drive in and out of me.

“Oh God, Garrett,” I gasp, feeling the overwhelming sensation of climaxing again. My body is on fire; my mind is lost in a haze of pleasure and desire.

He continues to move inside me, each thrust building more tension than the last. His breath is hot against my skin as hegrunts with exertion, his body tense with his own impending release.

“That’s it, baby,” he growls, his voice ragged and raw. “Take my cock, take every inch of me.”

I whimper, barely clinging to reality as he continues to thrust into me. His words are like fuel to the fire within me, stoking the flames and driving me closer to the edge.

Then suddenly, he tenses, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he nears his release. I feel his cock swell inside me, the head hitting that spot deep within me that drives me wild.

He lets out a low groan, his face twisting into a mask of raw animalistic desire as the pleasure builds to an intensity he can no longer contain.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he growls, his voice thick and strained. “I’m going to fill you up, baby.”

His words are more than enough to send me over the edge once more, my body convulsing around him as I come again and again.

“Goddamn, Garrett!” I cry out, my voice ragged and raw with lust.

“Fuck!” he gasps as he spills deep inside me. His breath is hot on my neck as he shudders, his hips grinding against me one last time as he growls in my ear.

Shit, that’s the sexiest thing in the world.

He pulls out of me and spins me around to face him. He lifts me off my feet and carries me to the bedroom. We sprawl onto the bed, exhausted and sated but unable to keep our hands off each other even now.

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