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Reaching for my neck, I loosen my tie before finishing the work of undoing the buttons on my shirt as Raven reaches behind her. She pulls the zipper on her dress down, the sound filling the room, and then the fabric falls at her ankles.
“Fuck me,” I utter reverently.
I knew that she would be remarkable, but as my gaze roams her body in the dim light… she’s perfect. Her curves are cradled in sexy satin lingerie, her full breasts lifted temptingly in her strapless bra, the flare of her hip highlighted by the hug of her garter belt, and the V at her core barely covered in panties that make my cock strain against the fabric of my pants.
“You knew what you were doing when you chose this,” I comment in a murmur as I let my fingers slip along the edge of her bra, barely teasing at her skin. A blush sweeps across her chest and flushes up her cheeks as she only nods in response.
Without another word, I pull my shirt off before lifting Raven onto the long table, her legs parting to make space for me to stand between her thighs. She more than meets me, her touch sending tingles through my skin as I stroke her body, memorizing every curve as we continue to kiss. Cupping her ass, I squeeze hard, and she moans, liking the rough caress. I pull her against me sharply, pressing my hardened cock in my pants against her satin covered mound, and her soft, whimpering moan tells me that this is just the beginning of what promises to be a much-needed release for us both.
I kiss down her neck, leaving open-mouth kisses down her silky soft skin until I reach the tops of her breasts. With a smirk, I catch the top fabric with my teeth and tug it down, freeing her breast down to her hardened nipple, which begs for my lips and teeth.
“Yes,” Raven hisses as I suck hard on her breast. Once again, her back arches, and I fucking love it. The bold purity of her responsiveness is addictive.
This might be a revenge fuck. For me, and for her. I’m under no illusion that it’s anything but that. But maybe even because it’s a one-time thing, I feel compelled to ensure that we both enjoy every damn minute of it.
I want to touch, taste, and feel every inch of her body all at once. I’ve got five senses, and every single one of them wants to be overwhelmed by the woman before me.
I let myself be guided by her hands, her voice, and in the way she squirms, presenting her body to me, begging for the release that I can bring her, but I take my time, drawing out her pleasure.
I’m rough with purpose, listening and paying attention to her every hitched breath and needy moan. When her soft cries go from pleasure to a gasp on the edge of pain, I pull back, soothing the abused nipple with gentle kisses and long licks, sucking and licking and bringing her to the edge of her release each and every time.
“Please,” she moans. “I need you.”
Finally, I guide her to lie back, her hair fanning out beneath her in a dark halo. I slip her panties down her legs and over the heels she’s still wearing. I run my palms up her thighs, spreading them wide and humming deeply as I feel her soft lips part for my fingertips.
“So fucking wet for me,” I groan and love how her bottom lip drops open on a sigh of relief as I strum her clit. She’s at my mercy and so fucking close.
I watch, almost amused as Raven writhes, her hips lifting to meet my touch. Her nipples are red and raw from my mouth, and I’m pretty sure there will be a mark on her right breast tomorrow. The idea of leaving that reminder of our passion excites me.
She says my name again, pleading with me for more, and that’s my undoing.
I give in to her, slipping my fingersover her clit faster and watching with anticipation as her head falls back and her thighs tremble. “Good girl,” I murmur, although I’m not sure she even hears me over her heavy breathing and soft cries of pleasure.
I pause a moment to reach into my pocket at the last moment. Pulling out the condom, I rush to undo my belt, drop my slacks, and free my cock. I rip open the packet and prepare myself quickly, not wanting to hold back any further.
Just as the high of her release seems to dim, I pull her to the edge of the table and slam inside her in a swift, brutal stroke.
I still inside her, buried to the hilt, and give her time to adjust.She’s fucking heaven.
Her pussy is soft, warm, wet, tight… everything I could imagine. Her body tightens as her back arches on the table, and I take the moment to pluck her nipple once more. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, and I have to grab her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh to hold myself back from selfishly taking her before she’s ready.
When her body relaxes, I give her exactly what she wants. What we both want.
I fuck her deeply until my hips smack into her upturned ass and the backs of her thighs, thrusting in and out of her rough and recklessly.
Raven gives it back to me, though, locking her ankles behind my back and pulling me in, crying out in deep, lustful moans as I fuck her mercilessly. Her body shakes with every stroke, and time loses all meaning.
All that exists is her black hair, spread out on the table, her flushed skin beneath my palms, and her full breasts which jostle with every stroke. My pulse roars in my ears as I use my grip on her waist to pull her onto my cock, pounding her harder and making her back arch up off the table until she comes on my cock, her mouth dropping open in a gorgeous ‘O’that should be etched in artwork. It's so perfect that I unconsciously memorize it for my own later enjoyment.
As soon as her wave passes, I thrust hard again, chasing my own climax. My strokes are brutal and dominating as she gives me strangled cries of pleasure. I should cover her mouth so no one hears us. It’d be the smart thing to do, but I’m barely in control as I ravage her body, feeling her throb and tighten around me, and a primal part of me wants everyone to hear her shouting my name.
Pulling out, I step back and turn her over on the table, not giving her a chance to put her feet on the ground before I slam my cock balls deep into her once again.
Unbidden, I fist a handful of her dark hair at the nape of her neck, pulling her tight to me. “Like this, darling?” I growl as I fuck her deep and hard. “This is what you want?”
“Yes! More! Harder!” she begs, and I give it to her, pumping in and out so forcefully that her ass quickly turns pink from my hips smacking against her flesh. In seconds, we’re both on the cusp, and with a groan buried deep in my chest, I plunge over the edge, coming deep and hard. Raven’s there with me, and together, we ride the crest together, falling apart in the intense wave of our release.
When it passes, I pull back reluctantly. Slowly, she pushes away from the table, and both of us look silently at the streaks of sweat and sex that mar the surface. We should probably wipe that evidence away, but I won’t. I rather like that they’re there, proof of what just happened.
