he collapsed into the seat. “Ride me.”
A half smirk lit up her face as she crawled into his lap and straddled his hips. She planted her feet, and pushed up a little to fit his dick snugly between her nether-lips. “Is this what you want, Etienne?” She purred as she rubbed the slick furrow of her pussy along his shaft. He flexed his pelvis to sink into her but she evaded his thrust.
“ Sha , has anybody ever told you, you talk too much?” Sweat coated her skin and moisture glazed his palms on her waist.
“Aww, no,” she moaned as she rolled her hips, rubbing her clit on his dick. Her words were thick.
Etienne slid his hands down to grip her hips. She steadied herself by latching on to his shoulders when he gave her a quick heave to position his dick at her vaginal opening. Cock in hand, he directed his member into her pussy. Sasha slowly lowered herself, flexing her hips while taking him in, so he sank into her snug sheath until her pussy wrapped around the base of his dick. A bead of perspiration rolled down her neck. She trembled. Etienne kissed the spot where the moisture hovered and arched his pelvis, driving deep into her channel.
Sasha threw her head back exposing the long column of her neck and rotated her hips. Her body glistened under the moonbeams as she flexed her legs to rise up off his member almost completely before plunging down. He slid his hands along her thighs as she lifted up and dropped again. The chatter of the nocturnal animals ceased to exist. All he heard was their heavy panting and the slap of skin against skin making contact on every drive into her body.
Currents of energy coursed through his limbs, popping from one nerve ending to another. His sac tightened. He snaked an arm around Sasha’s waist to hold her in place as he started to thrust up with piston like quickness. She embraced his torso, her taut nipples pressed into his chest, holding him close. Her nails scrapped his scalp as she pulled on his hair.
His jaw started to elongate filling with rows of sharp teeth. Etienne called back his beast, holding his shift at bay and the animal snapped its jaws at him. He sucked great draughts of air into his lungs to bring his inner gator under control. His vision changed, tunneling until she was the only thing he could see. Her vaginal muscles clenched around his shaft and he surged up, touching her womb. Cream flowed over his member and he opened his mouth as his own orgasm shook him when he released his seed.
A brief sting at the hollow of his neck and he pressed his lips together. Sasha shuddered, and started licking at his throat. Delight and satisfaction commingled when he realized what she’d done.
“Wrap your legs around me.” Etienne rose from his seat and she locked her ankles at the small of his back.
She mumbled. “At least you didn’t exaggerate.”
He chuckled. “Ah, Sha, we are going to have a lot of fun years together.”
Sasha let go, eased off his cock, and allowed her limbs to fall. She looked up at him and then at the mark at his throat. Color drained from her face. “Fuck!”
“We did and it was enjoyable.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Why didn’t you stop me, you ass?”
He shrugged. “Stop you? Babe that would be like trying to lasso a hurricane. Plus it paid off for me in the end.”
“I hate you right now.”
“You’ll get over it.”
She shoved him away and started pacing. “There must be a way to change this.”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “Can we talk about it tomorrow? My mate tried to break me, I think.” Etienne looked over at the dying fire. “Our dinner is burned. Come to bed.”
“I am not sleeping with you.”
“Not to point out the obvious but you’ve already done that. Not that there was much sleeping involved.”
“Urgh! Screwing you was supposed to get you out my system.”
“We’re mates, Sha . Nothing will ever get us out of each other’s systems .” He cupped her chin.
She took a swing at him.