“i want you to fuck me.” -cami
They had barely been in the door when she was all over him. Mouth on his, then down his frame as she pinned him to the door they’d just shut before she stood and pulled him into the bedroom. Falling onto the mattress with her, the demand had his blood on fire and he couldn’t deny her the wish he could grant right this minute. Fucking and making love were two different things. When he’d first come back, they’d made love. All night, well into the day, and all night again, but this wasn’t what she was asking for. No this was the more primal side of things, things he could give her right this minute.
He stripped off his shirt, before he dropped his trousers and kneeled before her bare. The look on his face must’ve said just enough because she stripped her clothes away too. This wasn’t their first time seeing each other, but it would be their first time forgoing to usual foreplay and care he made sure to put into every moment he had in her most vulnerable state while his eyes lit up with a need, a glorious need to make her his, to mark her. Grasping her thighs, he pulled her up so her legs settled on his hips and with little warning, shoved himself deep into her walls, letting out a groan.
What followed was a hand pinning her arms above her head and the steady procession of snaps from his hips ramming into her, wanting nothing more than to make her dizzy with pleasure as he slammed into her very core with harsh demand, her body bucking up into him without her say so, on it’s own accord. “Mine…” He finally murmured as her eyes opened for a minute, leaning in to nip at her lower lip, kissing her hard enough to bruise her while he worked himself deeper into her walls til they were meeting skin to skin.
