herself licking her lips, her eyes nailed to Brocke's stunning form, standing stark naked before her now. She moaned despite the shiver going through her, looking at his huge cock, rock-hard and thicker than any Cora had ever seen. Her wet pussy trembled in excitement even if her mind was trying to figure out if she could actually take a cock that large.
She had thought they would take it nice and slow. Kiss a little, cuddle a bit, get some good old-fashioned foreplay in, but seeing Brocke like that, Cora knew she couldn't wait. Lust was burning in her veins and she could see she wasn't alone in that.
Brocke's powerful body was almost shaking as he tried to control himself, coming her way again.
"Take me," Cora wanted to say, but it came out little more than a whisper. "Oh fuck I need you to fuck me right now–"
She only had enough time to back into her bedroom before Brocke charged her. Cora yelped, seeing the way the warlord jumped into action. The flare she'd seen in his eyes told Cora she better know what she'd just unleashed.
The guardian grabbed her into his arms, ripping her pants in two without so much as a warning, but it only made Cora cry out in pleasure. She didn't remember ever being so wet, her panties were soaked from the mere idea of being fucked by such a man.
Cora dragged her fingers over Brocke's flesh as the warlord ripped every item of clothing she still wore from her body until she stood before him, bared to his lusty gaze.
There were no more words.
Brocke lifted her into his lap and Cora wrapped her hands around his thick neck, kissing him wildly. For a second, she was terrified that Brocke was simply going to thrust inside her and split her in two, but he seemed to maintain some control at least.
Instead, Cora screamed in pleasure as Brocke pushed two fingers inside her, twisting them in her wet pussy. Cora was grinding herself against him shamelessly, unable to stop her body from reacting to the delicious torture he was inflicting on her.
Lifting her higher, Brocke licked and sucked Cora's nipples into his mouth one at a time, teasing her breasts with his tongue while he added a third finger inside her.
"You're so damn tight," Brocke murmured, his voice low and husky. "You'll feel so good around my cock. I can tell how much you want me, your pussy is aching for me."
" Yes ," Cora whispered, breathless.
The guardian kissed her so hard Cora's lips hurt, but the desire had buried them both underneath it so deeply there was nothing else but the lust between them. She answered in kind, her hands fisted in Brocke's dark messy hair, pressing their bodies together so tightly there was no air between their bodies.
"Tell me how badly you need it," Brocke ordered roughly. "I want to hear you ask for it."
It took a moment for Cora to get any words across her lips. Brocke's fingers were hitting the spot of pleasure inside her with every ruthless twist of his wrist, his thumb rubbing her clit, driving Cora fast out of her mind. She was trembling in Brocke's arms, writhing without abandon against his marble-like chest.
"I want your cock," Cora finally managed to whisper breathlessly. "I need you to fuck me so hard I can't remember my own name. Oh god yes there ..."
Brocke didn't need to be told that twice.
Pulling his fingers out of Cora's pussy, Brocke braced himself against her entrance, teasing her clit with the tip of his cock. Cora whined in protest, her body needing to be filled again, stretched open for him. She spread her legs as best as she could, but Brocke had no problem holding her up.
He slammed inside in one swift thrust, making Cora scream so hard she thought she'd lost her voice for good. Her pussy clamped down on Brocke's thick cock, the ecstasy of it making every nerve in her body sing in tune. For a second Cora felt like she could come from that alone, but she held on, needing more. It was too good to end, ever.
Brocke let her body adjust to his hard length before he settled
She had thought they would take it nice and slow. Kiss a little, cuddle a bit, get some good old-fashioned foreplay in, but seeing Brocke like that, Cora knew she couldn't wait. Lust was burning in her veins and she could see she wasn't alone in that.
Brocke's powerful body was almost shaking as he tried to control himself, coming her way again.
"Take me," Cora wanted to say, but it came out little more than a whisper. "Oh fuck I need you to fuck me right now–"
She only had enough time to back into her bedroom before Brocke charged her. Cora yelped, seeing the way the warlord jumped into action. The flare she'd seen in his eyes told Cora she better know what she'd just unleashed.
The guardian grabbed her into his arms, ripping her pants in two without so much as a warning, but it only made Cora cry out in pleasure. She didn't remember ever being so wet, her panties were soaked from the mere idea of being fucked by such a man.
Cora dragged her fingers over Brocke's flesh as the warlord ripped every item of clothing she still wore from her body until she stood before him, bared to his lusty gaze.
There were no more words.
Brocke lifted her into his lap and Cora wrapped her hands around his thick neck, kissing him wildly. For a second, she was terrified that Brocke was simply going to thrust inside her and split her in two, but he seemed to maintain some control at least.
Instead, Cora screamed in pleasure as Brocke pushed two fingers inside her, twisting them in her wet pussy. Cora was grinding herself against him shamelessly, unable to stop her body from reacting to the delicious torture he was inflicting on her.
Lifting her higher, Brocke licked and sucked Cora's nipples into his mouth one at a time, teasing her breasts with his tongue while he added a third finger inside her.
"You're so damn tight," Brocke murmured, his voice low and husky. "You'll feel so good around my cock. I can tell how much you want me, your pussy is aching for me."
" Yes ," Cora whispered, breathless.
The guardian kissed her so hard Cora's lips hurt, but the desire had buried them both underneath it so deeply there was nothing else but the lust between them. She answered in kind, her hands fisted in Brocke's dark messy hair, pressing their bodies together so tightly there was no air between their bodies.
"Tell me how badly you need it," Brocke ordered roughly. "I want to hear you ask for it."
It took a moment for Cora to get any words across her lips. Brocke's fingers were hitting the spot of pleasure inside her with every ruthless twist of his wrist, his thumb rubbing her clit, driving Cora fast out of her mind. She was trembling in Brocke's arms, writhing without abandon against his marble-like chest.
"I want your cock," Cora finally managed to whisper breathlessly. "I need you to fuck me so hard I can't remember my own name. Oh god yes there ..."
Brocke didn't need to be told that twice.
Pulling his fingers out of Cora's pussy, Brocke braced himself against her entrance, teasing her clit with the tip of his cock. Cora whined in protest, her body needing to be filled again, stretched open for him. She spread her legs as best as she could, but Brocke had no problem holding her up.
He slammed inside in one swift thrust, making Cora scream so hard she thought she'd lost her voice for good. Her pussy clamped down on Brocke's thick cock, the ecstasy of it making every nerve in her body sing in tune. For a second Cora felt like she could come from that alone, but she held on, needing more. It was too good to end, ever.
Brocke let her body adjust to his hard length before he settled
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