38 An unexpected request
Ellen came in his mouth and said after she was satiated… “What a delight, Paul, how good you are with your tongue.” She said without any shame. Paul smiled and held her face with both hands and said: “I only like it with you, Ellen, because you make me boil with desire. Ellen smiled in the corner, and without wasting any time, Paul placed her on his lap and began to kiss her violently.
He put his face against hers and kissed her while he positioned his rigid member inside her. Ellen, feeling how hard his penis was, felt her genital entrance wet and wanting him.
She looked at him with a burning desire and grabbed the man's short hair.
Paul said, thrusting in and out of her vagina.
“Do you want me to continue? Ellen begged and shook her head.
But he, wanting to hear her bag, put his face close to her ear and said in a hoarse, thick voice. It turned Ellen on and made her whole body shiver.
“Then tell me you want me. He tried not to laugh as he said it. ''
Ellen held his face in her small hands and said, pleading.
“Please, let me feel you, and don't make fun of me here Paul, not in bed.''
Paul couldn't stand it and laughed quietly. He shook his head, biting her lips, continuing his work.
He wanted to feel her before he put the condom on.
Paul entered the woman and spread her legs, he wanted to see his member moving in and out as he thrust inside her.
''HUM, you're too hot, I'm not going to be able to hold out Ellen. ''
The man said and pulled his cock out of her. Paul put her on her feet in front of the dresser and asked her to stick out her ass.
Ellen turned over on her back, and Paul said, ''I'm going to ram it in hard, and I'm going to enjoy that round, delicious ass.'' Ellen smiled, feeling her cheeks heat up. “I'm looking forward to it,” she said, biting her lower lip.
The man wasted no time putting on the condom and positioning himself to enter her.
He started thrusting harder and harder, Ellen holding onto the dresser. Paul was intense in his sex, and Ellen loved the sensation of pleasure and violence. She had never had sex as good as that. Paul, even though he was naughty and a womanizer, had sex like no one else. One of his hands was slapping her ass as he penetrated her hard, and the other hand was pulling her long hair.
Paul was on the verge of cumming, seeing her in that position left him with an immense hunger that he couldn't even describe, his eyes were burning with pleasure, and Ellen felt the same.
Paul went deeper and couldn't stand it… ''Oh, how delicious, Ellen, you're fucking hot.'' He felt the last sensations after the fuck. He pulled out of her and pulled her close to him. Paul kissed her intensely, tasting Ellen's lips.
Ellen returned the kiss, feeling her heartthrob. Her hands found his hair as they kissed, and Paul grabbed her waist, squeezing tightly.
The kiss became hotter and more voracious until he parted Ellen's lips and said.
''Well, that was a great moment, delicious, but I have to go now, don't forget one thing.'' he paused for a moment, looking intensely into her eyes. ''You're mine, Ellen, today you can be sure that you're mine, and nobody else's, do you understand me?''
He looked at her differently, not even he understood what he felt for her, he just knew that he wanted her and was going to make it clear to her.
Ellen began to smile and said: ''Well, I'll tell you one thing, I still don't know if I want something serious, Paul. Please don't assume we're serious, I… I'm still not ready for… something serious with someone, my past is complicated, and you wouldn't understand.”
Ellen turned away from him and decided not to pursue the subject. What she knew about love was: that nothing is real, women suffer at the hands of men, and they are hurt and betrayed, so she decided not to have anything serious with anyone, she didn't want to suffer like many women do.
Ellen put on her clothes and sighed deeply, Paul went over to her after putting on his pants and said, “Are you saying you just want to have sex with me and nothing else? Do you just want to fuck me? Fuck, I've never been so clear in my life as I am now, I just want you Ellen, that's all I'm asking.'' Paul looked angry, and Ellen could tell. The man put on his T-shirt threw back his little tuft of hair and turned to Ellen.
''Look Ellen…'', but she stopped him and held his hands, saying. ''Paul, I didn't mean it, it's just that in my family relationships have gone from bad to worse and I…'', but Paul shushed her with his index finger. ''I'm not going to be an asshole like the other guys, you can't judge me because of other people, you know? You owe me a chance. Ellen sighed and said to him. “Let me think about it, okay?'' Paul, even though he didn't want to, couldn't force Ellen to decide now.
The two ended the evening that way, with Ellen having to think about a serious relationship with a man who was seen as a playboy. But he had told himself that Ellen was the piece of his puzzle, he felt she was the woman he wanted to have sex with for the rest of his life.