Naughty kitten😺 (Affinity lvl 100 celebration 🫶🏻)

"-Remember the last time this happened?😈"

Getting on top of him in general is enough to have your stomach twisting with nerves. Never mind straddling his waist, large scarred hands cupping your ass and firmly - but reassuringly - guiding you onto his leaking cock. The controlled yet broken whispers of encouragement as you sink your hips down on each torturous inch of his length.

Your cunt stretches around him as it's done so many times before, welcoming him greedily. Not at all conveying the way your heart hammers in your chest, threatening to fracture your ribcage as your nails dig dully into his tense shoulders. "Z-zayne..." You're more than halfway there, hips nearly connected with his, but the tension in your muscles is already threatening to have your legs give out.

"You're doing great, keep going." Your breasts are nearly level with his nose now, hazel eyes burning holes into your burning hot face as you struggle to look anywhere but him. It's too vulnerable, too intimate, you simply don't have the strength to be the one in control. Not when he still has the capability of consuming you so thoroughly like this.

All you can focus on is the twitching between your gummy walls, the way his hands are hot and heavy as they squeeze the fat of your ass, his scarred arms hugging your waist as you finally plop down on his lap, swallowing him whole with your sweet cunt. "Zayne..." You manage to croak again, as if his name is the only word you can speak.

"See, that's my girl. You did such a good job taking me." You're nearly dizzy with pleasure and his praise, letting him pull you in and bury his face into your heated skin. His nose drags a hot trail up your neck, undoubtedly counting your pulse before inching lower. "When you're ready..." His lips are soft on your skin, inching towards your collarbone as his legs adjust on the bed behind you. "...you're going to bounce."

"Bounce?" You knew what he meant, but being stuffed so full, having him wrapped so heavily around you, you couldn't possibly imagine the amount of strength you'd have to exert to properly fuck yourself on him. "I'll assist you." He was at the top of your cleavage now, his embrace squeezing your breasts together.

A soft gasp slipped past your lips, head finally craning down to look at him as his tongue licked along the swell of your chest. "Just..." a gentle nip "tell me..." a soft suck, slightly lower "when you're ready." His hands guided you up slightly, shifting you along his length and bringing your nipple to his mouth. A strangled noise slips past your lips, body jerking upwards and into his touch.

The movement pulled your hips up with it, dragging him along your twitching walls and sending you spiraling. You dropped down again, gasping from pleasure and looking at him with wide, watering eyes. You were met by his heated hazel, his cheeks slightly puffed around where his mouth suckled on your breast. A look of devious triumph on his face as you started to subconsciously rock against him.

“L-like that…?” You couldn't control your hips, grinding against Zayne's lap with fervor as he freed your nipple with a satisfying, slick pop. "Close, so close. A little more like..." you feel him squeeze your ass, hands instinctively grasping his shoulders harder as he drags you upwards. So far that only his head remains, nearly slipping out all together before he slams you back down in one swift go "...this."