𝖶𝖨𝖢𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖠𝖳𝖤 | 𝖥𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖶𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖫𝖤𝖸

64

"Do I feel good, darling?" he panted against my lips.

"S-so good!" I trapped his lower lips against my teeth and he grinned.

"I'm about to feel even better," he winked at me and before I could react, he grabbed my hips and turned us around so now he was the one leaning on my bed and I was the one on top of him, making him go even deeper. A little whimper escaped my mouth as I felt him so hard against me.

Fred used one of his arms as a pillow, marking his muscles and looking arrogant with that smirk covering his face while his hips moved slightly under me and his other hand went straight to squeeze my waist.

"Ride me, Lilith."

I raised an eyebrow mischievously and place my hands on his chest to start moving in slow circles, watching Fred's face changing as a groan got out of his redder and swollen lips, taking both of his hands to my hips.

"Do you like it, Freddie?"

He tilted his head back and let it rest on the bed while closing his eyes. "Y-yes, I fucking l-love it." he let out with a laboured breath as I started to move faster and taking his full size inside of me.

My hand went straight to his neck and he hissed when I pressed. I loved to watch the effect I had on him.

"That's it, darling, fuck me," his hands cupped my breast and I bit my lip at the feel of his tip reaching my weakest spot. Not yet. " My beautiful whore - looking so beautiful when you ride me."

I let out a cry of pleasure when I started to move my hips up and down, taking him even rougher and hearing him moan louder. Fuck, he felt so bloody good.

The heat on the room felt unbearable and the moonlight on us made it feel even more intimate and sensual.

His hands went to my hips trying to stop me. "You are going to hurt yourself if you do it so rough."

I smiled at him, taking his hands off me. "Shut up and let me ride you properly, Freddie." I lowered myself briefly to kiss him messily and whisper against his lips as I ran my thumb over his lower lip, catching his piercing look again and the dim light shining in his almost black eyes. "I want to make you cum hard for me. So hard you forget your own name."

I got back to my place and started going up and down slowly, keeping eye contact. He seemed pleased with my words because his hands went straight to my thighs and his eyes went down on me to observe how I let him go in and out.

Feeling already a big knot forming in my lower belly, the wetness in me growing and every inch of my skin getting more sensitive, I made my movements rougher and faster, moaning even louder. Fred whimpered as he felt me clenching around him and his dick throbbing inside of me.

"F-fuck, Lilith..." he whined slightly, closing his eyes again and pushing his head harder against the bed, leaving his neck exposed and the veins in it and his hands marking more than ever. "What a beautiful slut, riding me so bloody well. " Fred murmured in his deep voice, having it more under control, and looking straight to my eyes.

His fingers played again with my nipples and I grabbed his wrists to keep his hands there as I rode him as rough and fast as I could. Feeling his pulsating dick hitting hard against my weak spot, the pressure in between my legs, and hearing Fred's pants of pure pleasure, I tightened myself around him coming hard with the goosebumps hitting me, letting out loud a last high-pitched and raspy moan that filled the room. The quivers covered my entire body but I didn't stop.

Still riding him with my orgasm taking me to the edge and the over-sensitivity in my body, I watched Fred becoming weaker and letting out another whimper. He dug his hands on my hips and gasped in his own moan as he started to release himself inside of me.