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“I’m more than ready, Quíno, come on.” Your voice was slightly muffled from the way your face was pressed into the mattress.
“I know, I know,” Joaquín tutted softly from behind you. “Just making sure.” He ran both palms over the round globes of your ass. “I don’t wanna hurt my girl.”
Leave it to him to have you blushing at his words even when you were naked and ass-up in his bed.
You’d practically jumped on him the moment you walked through the door after dinner, tugging his cock out of his nice slacks. “Woah, baby,” he’d laughed against your lips. “Slow down, I gotta get you ready for me.”
So, here you were, nearly thirty minutes and two of his thick fingers later. To say you were growing impatient would’ve been an understatement.
“It won’t. And I mean, it’s okay if it does.” You peeked at him over your shoulder, voice growing quieter as you continued, “I want it to hurt a little.”
“Fuck.” You watched as he swallowed deeply, tugging one of his big hands down the length of his cock. “You can’t say shit like that.”
“Can’t say shit like what? Like I wanna feel you splitting me open?” You made sure to lock eyes with him over your shoulder. “It’s all I could think about earlier at dinner. How bad I just wanted to crawl into your lap and bounce on your fat—oh!”
Joaquín pressed the head of his cock into your tight hole. “Hm? What were you saying, baby?”
You only nuzzled your face into the mattress. “Keep going.” You attempted to grind back against him, but he quickly grabbed your hip.
“What’d I tell you, hm?” He pulled it out, just to sink the tip back in, thrusting shallowly.
You whined. “Please, please—”
“No, I don’t think that’s what I said.”
“I’m ready.” You knew you should’ve been embarrassed at the desperation in your tone, but you were already too cock-drunk to care.
He released your hip to plant a smack across your ass, still fucking you with the tip of his dick. “What’d I say?”
“More, please, please, please,” you were practically blubbering. “I need it.”
“You need it? Baby, I just…I dunno.” His voice had a mocking lilt to it as he paused, pretending to be in deep thought. “You can’t see what I see back here—looks like this cock’s about to split your little pussy open.”
You whined into the mattress. “Please, I want it to split me open. I need it to. I need it so bad. I’m so wet for you, please, please—”
You practically sobbed as he slammed into you, the loud squelch of your pussy paired with the smack of his thighs hitting your ass was downright pornographic.
“This what you wanted?” He pulled out to slam all the way back in, leaving you gasping for breath. “Little pussy’s sucking me right in, baby, fuck.” He set a slow but deep pace, one hand pressed against the small of your back, keeping your back curved into an arch, while the other stayed glued to your hip.
With a shuddering breath, you reached back, hand searching for him. “It—it’s so big.”
He moved his hand from your back to clutch your own. “I know, but you’re taking it so well.”
“H-Hurts so good.”
“Fuck,” Joaquín swore, grip tightening on your hand as he quickened his pace. “You don’t know what you do to me, baby.”
Your nails dug into his hand, grinding back against him. The heavy weight of his balls smacked against your clit with every thrust, drawing desperate whimpers from your throat.
“There’s my girl. My dirty girl. You like it when it hurts, huh?”
“Uh-huh, uh-huh.” You furiously nodded your head against the mattress. “Wanna feel you for days after.”
“Fuck, baby.” His hips stuttered against your own, but he swiftly regained his steady pace, pressing deep into you. “Play with yourself.” He removed his hand from your own as you scrambled to circle two fingers around your clit.
He used his now-free hand to clutch your shoulder, nestling further into your warm cunt and hitting that spongy spot that had you nearly screaming. “That the spot, baby? Right there?”
He continued to bruise your g-spot as you practically sobbed into the mattress, words jumbling together. “Fuck, yes, right there, right there, don’t stopdon’tstopdon’tstop—”
“‘M not stopping, I got you. Just play with that clit—fuck, you’re so fucking wet.” Hearing the obscene squelching made it easy for you to imagine the way your juices were covering his thick shaft, leaving a white ring around the base of him.
Just the idea of it had your orgasm sneak up and hit you like a freight train, leaving you shuddering and clenching around Joaquín’s thick cock as you came. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming.”
“That’s right, come all over this big fucking cock.” He began pounding relentlessly, leaving you squealing. “Fucking soaking my dick, can feel it dripping down my balls—fuck.”
Your mouth hung open as you panted into the bed, overstimulation creeping in.
“I’m close, baby, just a little more. My sweet girl’s so good for me, fuck. My good girl, my baby, I love you so much, baby. I fuckin’ love you.” He leaned over, chest pressing against your back and arms wrapping around you.
He held you tight against him as he spilled deep inside you, flicking your hair over your shoulder to plant sloppy kisses along your shoulder and back. “You okay?” He murmured against your shoulder.
“Yeah,” you answered, a lazy smile on your face. “But my legs are about to give out.”
He quickly shifted off you, flipping back onto the bed, with a quick “Sorry!” as he tugged you into his side.
You rested against his bicep with your eyes shut and a sated smile on your face. “That was good. Really good.”
“Yeah?” He laughed a little, raising a hand to brush your hair, which was sticking to your forehead with sweat, out of your face.
“Yeah.” You snuggled further into his ribcage. “But I really gotta go to the bathroom. I can feel you leaking out of—” He abruptly pulled you onto his chest, making you squeal. “Joaquín!”
“I know, I know.” He buried his face into your neck, teasingly nipping at the soft flesh there. “Just lie with me for a second.”
You inhaled deeply into his chest; the smell of his soap paired with the musky scent that only came after sex was intoxicating. Wrapping your arms around him, you nodded.
“By the way,” you said with a smile, chin resting against his chest as you looked up at him. “I love you too.”