the baize.
“Yes, I like it.”
His fingers pushed inside her, the twist he made with them sensual and hot. They teased, dipping inside then out, making her crazed with need.
“Murphy… please.”
“Say it again.” She could hear the smile in his voice.
“Please.”
“Please, what?”
She hid her smile in the pool table. “I need your cock, please.”
He leaned over her, his body covering hers. Through the thick denim of his jeans, she could feel his rigid outline. It nestled between her cheeks, and he flexed his hips enough for her to feel him drag against her pussy.
“You’re making me hard again.” His voice held an edge which caressed her ears. She wanted mean. She wanted hard. She wanted everything he had to give.
“Then fuck me.”
Rachel heard a rustle, a tear, and a latex snap as he rolled on a condom. He reached out and scooped the slickness from her pussy, coating himself with her juices.
“Tell me you want this,” his rough voice demanded. He brushed the tip of his cock against her clit. “Beg me for it.”
“For God’s sake, do it.” The room was silent save for her begging and his ragged breaths. She tried to turn around, to see his body, but he was just a few inches out of her range.
He curled his body over hers, digging his fingers into the soft skin just below her hips, moving her up until she was almost fully on the table. She could feel his chest pressing against her back, could see his hands braced to her side. Just one more push and he’d be there.
An experimental flex of her hips, and she felt him slip just inside her. Less than an inch, but enough to make her gasp. She did it again, arching harder this time, taking him inside a little bit more. She could feel him brace himself against the floor.
“You’re driving me crazy.” His lips moved against her ear, his breath hot on her skin. “I’m going to ruin you for every other guy.”
She lifted her head, turning it until her face met his. Her lips captured his, opening, inviting him in. Her voice was low when she spoke into his mouth. “Do it.”
And he did. Slowly, agonizingly, he pushed himself inside, moving inch by inch until she was full of him. His hips pushed against the soft flesh of her ass, his lips moving against her mouth.
He curled a hand beneath her, circling her waist, pulling her up until her hips arched away from the baize. He started to move, her body still against him, his other hand braced on the table.
“Gonna fuck you now, baby.” His face was next to hers, his lips whispering into her cheek. She closed her eyes, feeling every inch as he moved inside, the way he dragged his tip against the sensitive nerves inside her. Every time he thrust she could feel him push there, taking her higher and higher until she was almost out of control.
Her body slid along the soft, blue baize every time he thrust inside, her cheek squashed against the table. Pleasure pooled in her pussy, hot sensation bathing her skin. She wanted to push back, to arch her body into his, but his hands grasped her hips too tightly. She could feel herself clench him, tightening around his thick cock, and could hear his resulting groan.
“Don’t come yet.” His voice was harsh against her ear. He pulled her against him, dragging her up the baize, until her feet were almost grazing the ground. His fingers dug into her hips, pinning her against the table, then he dipped one hand down, pushing it against her clit.
His calloused finger moved in small, soft circles, his cock pounding inside her as he touched. She had more movement here, enough to arch her back, to push her ass until it connected with his pelvis.
She bucked against him, increasing the pressure of his body against hers. She could feel the pleasure building inside until it was almost painful. Like a hot geyser beneath the ground, she knew her release was going to be spectacular.
“Oh my God.” Her words were garbled as she tightened against him.
Murphy
“Yes, I like it.”
His fingers pushed inside her, the twist he made with them sensual and hot. They teased, dipping inside then out, making her crazed with need.
“Murphy… please.”
“Say it again.” She could hear the smile in his voice.
“Please.”
“Please, what?”
She hid her smile in the pool table. “I need your cock, please.”
He leaned over her, his body covering hers. Through the thick denim of his jeans, she could feel his rigid outline. It nestled between her cheeks, and he flexed his hips enough for her to feel him drag against her pussy.
“You’re making me hard again.” His voice held an edge which caressed her ears. She wanted mean. She wanted hard. She wanted everything he had to give.
“Then fuck me.”
Rachel heard a rustle, a tear, and a latex snap as he rolled on a condom. He reached out and scooped the slickness from her pussy, coating himself with her juices.
“Tell me you want this,” his rough voice demanded. He brushed the tip of his cock against her clit. “Beg me for it.”
“For God’s sake, do it.” The room was silent save for her begging and his ragged breaths. She tried to turn around, to see his body, but he was just a few inches out of her range.
He curled his body over hers, digging his fingers into the soft skin just below her hips, moving her up until she was almost fully on the table. She could feel his chest pressing against her back, could see his hands braced to her side. Just one more push and he’d be there.
An experimental flex of her hips, and she felt him slip just inside her. Less than an inch, but enough to make her gasp. She did it again, arching harder this time, taking him inside a little bit more. She could feel him brace himself against the floor.
“You’re driving me crazy.” His lips moved against her ear, his breath hot on her skin. “I’m going to ruin you for every other guy.”
She lifted her head, turning it until her face met his. Her lips captured his, opening, inviting him in. Her voice was low when she spoke into his mouth. “Do it.”
And he did. Slowly, agonizingly, he pushed himself inside, moving inch by inch until she was full of him. His hips pushed against the soft flesh of her ass, his lips moving against her mouth.
He curled a hand beneath her, circling her waist, pulling her up until her hips arched away from the baize. He started to move, her body still against him, his other hand braced on the table.
“Gonna fuck you now, baby.” His face was next to hers, his lips whispering into her cheek. She closed her eyes, feeling every inch as he moved inside, the way he dragged his tip against the sensitive nerves inside her. Every time he thrust she could feel him push there, taking her higher and higher until she was almost out of control.
Her body slid along the soft, blue baize every time he thrust inside, her cheek squashed against the table. Pleasure pooled in her pussy, hot sensation bathing her skin. She wanted to push back, to arch her body into his, but his hands grasped her hips too tightly. She could feel herself clench him, tightening around his thick cock, and could hear his resulting groan.
“Don’t come yet.” His voice was harsh against her ear. He pulled her against him, dragging her up the baize, until her feet were almost grazing the ground. His fingers dug into her hips, pinning her against the table, then he dipped one hand down, pushing it against her clit.
His calloused finger moved in small, soft circles, his cock pounding inside her as he touched. She had more movement here, enough to arch her back, to push her ass until it connected with his pelvis.
She bucked against him, increasing the pressure of his body against hers. She could feel the pleasure building inside until it was almost painful. Like a hot geyser beneath the ground, she knew her release was going to be spectacular.
“Oh my God.” Her words were garbled as she tightened against him.
Murphy
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