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She guided him toward her door. Arms around his neck as their lips clashed passionately, she pulled him along by threatening to separate their bodies with each backward step she took. Once her ample backside bumped into it, her eyes gleamed with excitement.
“Ready to make a bit of noise?”
“Yes, so much,” he said, even though he wasn’t entirely sure what she meant.
Pressing on his chest with one hand, she forced their bodies apart. Smiling at a frown that appeared on his face instinctively, she glanced down at his stiff manhood. Her hands glossily stroked it a few times before she planted both her hands on his chest and pushed him back another step.
Eyes gleaming mischievously, she turned. For a moment, he almost worried that she would try and leave the room. However, she did quite the opposite. Planting her hands on her door, she ensured that neither of them would exit her bedroom anytime soon. Because of the newfound space between their bodies, it also allowed her to push her hips back. All the way until her butt contacted his cock.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled seductively. “I want it hard tonight, Liam. Can you do that for me? Can you make my knees buckle?”
He knew he had to try. Otherwise, for years to come, he’d still regret having failed to provide Tess precisely what she’d requested.
“If you want, I’ll keep fucking you after you can’t even stand,” he promised.
Lusty anticipation blazed through the beautiful brunette’s alluring eyes. “Please do, Liam. Fuck, please do.”
She wiggled her hips seductively, and he stared headily at her ravishingly full butt. His cock twitched impatiently as he slipped two fingers between her legs, though he reined in his urgency. He wanted to do it all perfectly, from start to finish.
Her opening pulsated with heat when he glided his fingers over it on the first pass. On the second, he slipped her lips open and found her slick and inviting. Back and forth, he guided his fingers on a repetitive journey, feeling her tight opening but never entering it. Gently, he massaged her clit each time his fingertips reached it. All to create more of the delighted shivers that wracked Tess’s body.
“I’ve been like this since I put the dress on,” she admitted, licking her lips. “I guess I really can’t pass myself off as the angel you want me to be.”
“That’s okay,” he said, staring lovingly into her eyes. “You can just be the woman I do things like this to, instead.”
“I think I can live with that,” she breathily replied, sighing as he finally tested how tight she was with his fingers.
She arched onto her toes as he slipped them inside. Her jaw flexed as he pressed them into her until he reached his knuckles. Her eyes dilated, and her tight walls clamped down on his intruding fingers, which he pumped slowly into her, twisting them, feeling for every sensitive spot they could find. But she wanted something larger, something that could go deeper.
Liam only made her wait a few more minutes before removing his fingers. During that time, he slowly aggravated her pussy, ramping up her sensitivity before he got around to pounding her insides just as hard as she’d told him she wanted.
Moments after he finally dragged his fingers out of her, she shuddered upon feeling him guide his cock to her slick opening. Her back straightened as she pushed her butt further back to give him the best angle possible for deep penetration. Her flexibility proven, Liam put his hands on either side of her hipsand absorbed the heat sizzling off her body for just a few blissful seconds.
Entering her, he spread her tight walls with his girth. Inch by inch, he helped her body rememorize his size. After bottoming out in her, he leaned forward and kissed her back. Then, to provide her the experience she’d requested, he slowly pulled out, paused, and then rapidly propelled himself forward, slamming his groin against her butt.
“Fuckkk!” Tess hissed, hands flexing against the door. It shuddered loudly as his force transmitted itself through her into it. It’d have to get used to having its sturdiness tested, as Tess was in no mood for him to lessen his forcefulness.
“Yes!” she moaned, tightening around him. “That was perfect, Liam. Just like that. Fuck me just like that.”
“Yes, Professor Williams,” he said, grinning as she glared at him.
“I thought I said you couldn’t—”
He cut her off with another powerful thrust. A second raucous moan ripped itself from Tess’s sultry lips. A third wasn’t far behind.
Liam flexed his core, his thighs, and his calves every time he pumped his cock into the sexy woman’s tight pussy. For now, her athleticism was enough to keep her upright. But he’d already promised to see if he could bring her to her hands and knees, and he didn’t plan on cumming until he’d achieved that lofty goal.
Based on the look she pointed at him, she’d discerned his intentions. It caused the spark of arousal within her eyes to brighten. She nodded approvingly and loosed another salacious moan as he pumped his cock into her for another robust thrust.
“It’s so good like this,” Tess murmured as he barreled into her. “You’re the perfect size for me, Liam. It’s such a good fit.”
Her praise caused him to quiver with unrivaled delight, and he found all the motivation he needed to keep up his pace. Her breathy, feminine moans filled the air around them, joining the thudding of her door each time his body collided with her phenomenal ass.
“Ahhh, Liam,” she whispered, face flushed with heat as she glanced at him. “You can do a bit more if you’d like. Spank me, grab my hair, anything like that. Unghhh.”
She’d barely finished speaking when his right hand withdrew from her body. He delivered a heavy slap to her phenomenal butt in tandem with his next thrust, and the response was immediate and visceral.
Tess yanked oxygen into her lungs, her eyes dilated, and a guttural moan of bliss clawed its way out of her throat. Hand stinging from the impact, he spotted a splotch of color where he’d struck her once he drew his hand back, pausing before spanking her again.