his eyes like the water from the showerhead; I slid my teeth down his head and then back, before I pressed him into my throat. I watched delightedly as his eyes widened and he dragged a hand down his face, wiping away the condensation that collected there. I slid my right hand down my front to my clitoris and began to circle it slowly, my knees spread wide for him to see. I looked up at him, my left hand pumping him, and pleading with my eyes while I sucked languidly on his cock, for him to take control of me. His hand came to the back of my neck again and I closed my eyes and took him deep into my throat again, slipping two of my fingers inside of myself slowly.
Dean’s grasp tightened and he pulled me up gently into a passionate kiss, his hands wandering over my breasts and teasing them. I tugged on his dick ferociously and bit his lip again, I was going mad with want for him and I couldn’t hold back any longer. He pushed me away from him and against the wall, his lip red and swollen, I felt like an animal. He kissed me again, but harder this time, I pulled back from him and lightly smacked his cheek, testing his reaction. His eyes widened a little, I took my other hand and slapped his other cheek a little harder, and his eyes lit up with fire, he caught my wrists in his hands before I could slap him again, and hauled me to him, pinning my hands between his chest, and mine as he shoved his tongue into my mouth. I melted.
“I want you .” I told him through gritted teeth, practically shaking with need, writhing against him. “Take me.” I whispered against his mouth ardently. “Please.”
Dean lifted my knee up over his arm and pressed the tip of his cock against my aching vagina, his other hand slid up to my throat and rested there. His dark eyes held my gaze, penetrating my soul as he pressed into me, every hair on my body came to attention, and I let my eyes close. Dean gave my neck a small jerk, a quiet grunt in his throat, and I forced myself to open them, he was a fraction of an inch from my face and I stared desperately into his eyes as he thrust in and out of me, my lips parted. He kissed me gently, quickly and then thrust harder, my back slamming against the glass with each one, my body building up.
“Yes… ” I whimpered, my sex burning around him.
His fingers were curling tighter at my neck and I felt like my knees might buckle. I gasped and gripped his forearm, and he stared into my eyes tightening his hold on my neck slightly, his forehead resting on mine, his breathing hard and fast. I stared into his dark eyes, full of lust and it only fueled my own pleasure.
“Oh my God.” I ground out as I came around him, my body clenching and shaking.
“Fuck.” He growled when my fluids released, he released my throat and let my leg slip to the floor before he seized my neck and kissed me again, finally as rough as I’d wanted.
My mind was still foggy from my orgasm when h e spun me around harshly by one shoulder, my face almost slamming against the glass, and I couldn’t fight the huge grin from splitting my face as he filled me again. I called out his name and he wound a handful of my wet hair around his fist and yanked me back against his chest. Finally I felt it, washing over me like a drug, the uncertainty, and adrenaline, the pleasure, the madness, I was drunk with desire.
“Yes, baby, take it. ” I moaned, craving more.
His hands were everywhere, and I reveled in the feel of him all over me. He brought his free hand up my side, caressing my breast before he brought his hand to my neck again.
“Harder.” I whispered when I felt his breath at my ear.
His hand tightened at my throat and his thrusts came slower, but harder, he vaulted me forwa rd with each one, only his hand on my throat kept my face from slamming into the glass in front of us. I felt my body tightening and burning; my knees were getting weak and Dean wrapped his free arm tight around my waist.
“D o it again.” He
Dean’s grasp tightened and he pulled me up gently into a passionate kiss, his hands wandering over my breasts and teasing them. I tugged on his dick ferociously and bit his lip again, I was going mad with want for him and I couldn’t hold back any longer. He pushed me away from him and against the wall, his lip red and swollen, I felt like an animal. He kissed me again, but harder this time, I pulled back from him and lightly smacked his cheek, testing his reaction. His eyes widened a little, I took my other hand and slapped his other cheek a little harder, and his eyes lit up with fire, he caught my wrists in his hands before I could slap him again, and hauled me to him, pinning my hands between his chest, and mine as he shoved his tongue into my mouth. I melted.
“I want you .” I told him through gritted teeth, practically shaking with need, writhing against him. “Take me.” I whispered against his mouth ardently. “Please.”
Dean lifted my knee up over his arm and pressed the tip of his cock against my aching vagina, his other hand slid up to my throat and rested there. His dark eyes held my gaze, penetrating my soul as he pressed into me, every hair on my body came to attention, and I let my eyes close. Dean gave my neck a small jerk, a quiet grunt in his throat, and I forced myself to open them, he was a fraction of an inch from my face and I stared desperately into his eyes as he thrust in and out of me, my lips parted. He kissed me gently, quickly and then thrust harder, my back slamming against the glass with each one, my body building up.
“Yes… ” I whimpered, my sex burning around him.
His fingers were curling tighter at my neck and I felt like my knees might buckle. I gasped and gripped his forearm, and he stared into my eyes tightening his hold on my neck slightly, his forehead resting on mine, his breathing hard and fast. I stared into his dark eyes, full of lust and it only fueled my own pleasure.
“Oh my God.” I ground out as I came around him, my body clenching and shaking.
“Fuck.” He growled when my fluids released, he released my throat and let my leg slip to the floor before he seized my neck and kissed me again, finally as rough as I’d wanted.
My mind was still foggy from my orgasm when h e spun me around harshly by one shoulder, my face almost slamming against the glass, and I couldn’t fight the huge grin from splitting my face as he filled me again. I called out his name and he wound a handful of my wet hair around his fist and yanked me back against his chest. Finally I felt it, washing over me like a drug, the uncertainty, and adrenaline, the pleasure, the madness, I was drunk with desire.
“Yes, baby, take it. ” I moaned, craving more.
His hands were everywhere, and I reveled in the feel of him all over me. He brought his free hand up my side, caressing my breast before he brought his hand to my neck again.
“Harder.” I whispered when I felt his breath at my ear.
His hand tightened at my throat and his thrusts came slower, but harder, he vaulted me forwa rd with each one, only his hand on my throat kept my face from slamming into the glass in front of us. I felt my body tightening and burning; my knees were getting weak and Dean wrapped his free arm tight around my waist.
“D o it again.” He
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