“Admit you like it rough.”

“What if I don’t?” She wiggled in my hold, glaring at me through the long strands of hair that had fallen on her face.

“Then I’d say you were lying.” I pressed my thumb just inside, grinning like the devil I was from hearing her gasp.

“I should hate you.”

“Keep that hate, my French flower. Remember and use it when I toss you on my bed later.”

Her lower lip trembled, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. “Mmm… We’ll see about that.”

“I can’t wait for the little vixen inside of you to make a return. I want to feel your sharp fingernails tearing into my back as I thrust into you over and over again. When you scream out my name, which you will, I want you to beg me for mercy.”

“Never.” She lowered down on my throbbing cock, filling her pussy with it. The way her face scrunched was beautiful, heightening the desire that much more.

“Which part?” I pressed my thumb in as far as it would go, laughing at the sound of her labored breathing.

“All of it.” She threw her head back, gripping my shoulders with her fingers digging in almost like I’d asked for. Although there was no scratching, no release of strings of blood. There would be in the future. This was merely my act of foreplay.

Her muscles pulsed, wrapping around my dick and pulling me in even deeper. I lifted her up by a few inches until just the tip was inside, yanking her down.

She lolled her head, taking gasping breaths. Once again, I was rewarded with the sight of her long eyelashes skimming her cheeks. While I pumped my finger in her dark hole, she rocked against me, murmuring softly with words I couldn’t understand, but at this point, they honestly didn’t matter.

I was rock hard and eager to fill her with my seed. Which is exactly what I intended on doing. I sensed she craved the same kind of dark passion as I did, so much so that being in the open shifted into being a hindrance. I applied more pressure to her asshole, pumping my hand slowly as she rode me like an expert.

Everything about her was spectacular, including the way she tossed her head back and forth. The moment was overly dramatic and all very real.

I sensed another orgasm rushing to the surface. Who was I to deny a gorgeous woman her pleasure? I was rougher in my actions, pushing her to the point.

When she threw her head back, her entire body began to shake.

“Oh!” The one long word was breathless by the time she came down from the point of ecstasy. She bucked against me with the same roughness I’d given her and within seconds, I not only couldn’t hold back any longer, I also didn’t want to.

As soon as I released inside, her face held a final note of satisfaction.

The rush of adrenaline was powerful as I erupted deep inside.