Moaning, her entire body began to shake. She twisted her mouth as she wrapped one leg around mine, pulling me in even deeper, her muscles clamping down. "Oh. Oh, God."
"So wet. So damn hot." I pulled until the tip was just inside then thrust again, driving her savagely against the tree. I couldn't get enough of her.
Her scent.
Her touch.
Everything.
She wound her fingers around my hair, trying to meet every brutal plunge with one of her own. Her actions became wild, feral in every manner as I drove into her. I adored the look in her eyes, the shimmer that exposed the very crux of her delicious soul. She was surrendering, losing herself to a man who wanted nothing more than to devour her.
I jutted my hips forward, pivoting my hips and lifting her off the ground.
"Fuck me. Yes. Please." Her cries were sweet ambrosia, filling my eardrums.
And I gave her more, thrusting harder and faster. Every muscle was tense as the electricity soared between us, our combined needs becoming a firestorm.
More. I wanted more.
All of her.
I was crazed with the notion, pulling out and stripping the dress from her.
She seemed shocked, her eyes opening wide as I stared down at her, my prized and exquisite possession. There was no embarrassment on her face, only her own heightened level of ravaging desire.
I took her into my arms, forcing her into a deep arc and licking down the side of her neck, biting in several locations. I wanted her marked. I wanted her scented with my seed. Most of all, I wanted her in my arms.
Forever.
The comprehension should have been startling, but I was a man on a mission, desperately hungry and insatiable. My guttural sounds permeated the air, a cry in the wild as I moved my open mouth down to her breasts.
Francesca tipped back even further, staring up at the sky as I licked and sucked her nipple, flicking my tongue back and forth.
"Yes. Yes. Yes." Her mutters embroiled me, fueled my actions.
Greedily I moved to her other breast, engulfing her rosy nipple and biting down until she squealed. The taste of her was sweeter than ever. I was salivating for more. I roughly brushed my hand down her stomach, cupping her sizzling mound.
Her pussy juice beaded against my hand, soaking my fingers. Unable to resist, I drove two then three inside, using my thumb to tease her clit.
She dug her fingers into my arm, her body swaying. "Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh."
I pumped several times, curling my fingers until I knew I'd hit her G-spot. Damn, she was so wet, slickening my entire hand.
Her soft moans became elongated whimpers, her breath skipping. I knew she was close to coming.
"Do you want to come, little girl?"
"Um... Yes... Please."
"Ask..."
"Please. Let. Me. Come." Her words were pronounced, almost slurred from the passion shooting between us.
"Come on my hand, princess. Come for me. Come!" Her body convulsed against me, her head bobbing up and down.
"Oh. Oh. Oh!" The scream flew into the air, floating amongst the rustle of trees and the flock of birds. The sound was utterly joyful.
The way her muscles clamped around my fingers did little to calm my raging libido. I wasn't finished with her yet.
Francesca finally laid her head on my shoulder, still breathing raggedly, her hand caressing my arm.
I forced her head into my hands, nipping her lower lip, laughing in an evil fashion. I could tell by the twinkle in her eye that she was far from being sated. There was no reaction as I moved her to face the tree, kicking her legs apart.
She shifted her arms over her head, tipping her head until I could see the smile crossing her face.
I drove my fingers into her pussy one more time, covering my long digits before wiggling them between her reddened cheeks. Every time I slipped them inside her tight little asshole, my heart raced with increased longing. "I love fucking your ass. Do you enjoy something so dirty, sweet girl?"
"Yes. Yes, sir."
Everything about this was sinful, so delicious.
Carnal.
I replaced my fingers with my cockhead, pushing until the tip was just inside. Then I slapped her ass several times before plunging my shaft inside. "God!" I couldn't stop shaking as I fucked her, driving my cock in with extreme vigor.
She held her own, arching her back as she pushed against the tree. She wanted the brutal action. She craved the demanding man.
One who would always take her to new heights of pleasure.