Page 60 of Awakening the Beast
I pull my lips from his, gasping for breath against his mouth as I feverishly slide his shirt down his muscular arms. The moonlight casts a silver glow on his ripped, fully tatted torso, highlighting every contour and line.
My hands roam over his chest, feeling the heat of his skin and the strength beneath it, as our breaths mingle in the cool night air.
His eyes burn with a primal power, and I can feel the raw need radiating from him. The anticipation between us is electric, every touch and movement charged. I press my body against his, feeling the hard planes of his muscles against my bare tits, and I know that this moment will be seared into my memory forever.
He grips my ass and drags me further up his thighs. I wrap my arms tightly around the back of his neck, driving my tongue deep into his mouth once more. He growls against me, smacking each of my cheeks and tightening his grasp. With one hand on the small of my back to keep me in place, his fingers travel downthe crack of my ass, skimming over my asshole until he can feel my pussy.
“Such a wet, slutty cunt, desperate and dripping at the thought of me fucking you into oblivion,” he murmurs.
He presses his fingertips into me from beneath, collecting my moisture before returning to my asshole. He rubs his fingers over it, covering it with my slickness, letting me know that he is going to do exactly what he wants to me tonight. The wait is slowly destroying me, and I feel entirely needy for it.
“Please just fuck me, Arlo,” I beg shamefully. “Fuck me so good until I can’t take anymore.”
I reach between us, unbuckling his belt and tugging down his zipper with eagerness. My fingers tremble as I press my hand into his boxers, wrapping my palm around his big cock. I pry him free, feeling the weight and stiffness of him in my hand, and run the tip up and down the slit of my soaked pussy, teasing us both.
My eyes dart up to see him carefully observing me, his gaze dark and intense. Suddenly, he leans forward, causing me to slide off his thighs and land on my back in the flattened corn and mud. He rushes down, capturing my lips in an aggressive kiss, panting heavily with sexual frustration. Our bodies buck against one another as I feel him release his cock fully between us, the hard length of it pressing demandingly against my stomach. His hands roam over my body, gripping and caressing with a desperate urgency, and I arch into him, craving the connection and the release that only he can provide.
“Fuck it,” he murmurs against my lips.
That tells me he wanted to play first, but it’s clear we both need this. He sets the tip of his pierced cock at my entrance before suddenly sliding into me for the first time in what has felt like an eternity.
As he stretches me, I feel my body tighten around him, and he lets out a raspy growl. “Oh, shit.”
I've never heard Arlo speak like that during sex, but it sets my entire body on fire to hear his pleasure vocalized. When he's balls deep inside of me, I revel in the sensation of being completely full of him again. He wastes no time in drawing back before driving his cock back into me with full force, eliciting a loud moan from me. The intensity of his thrusts sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body, each one more powerful than the last.
“Fuck, it feels so good to be inside of you again,” he groans.
Feeling his piercing brush against my walls, I part my legs wider beside him, inviting him to penetrate me even deeper. He growls in approval, lowering his lips to the side of my neck, where he licks and nips at the delicate skin with his teeth.
I rake my nails up his tattooed back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath my touch. He reaches down and grabs a handful of my ass, squeezing it possessively. When our eyes lock, dark and intense, he lowers his brow to rest on mine.
“I'm not going to last five fucking minutes; your cunt feels too good around me,” he admits, his breath hot and ragged against my lips. The confession sends a thrill through me, and I tighten my grip on him, urging him to keep going.
“Cum on me, then shove your cock back in and fuck me senseless as many times as we both need, Arlo,” I demand, desperate for my climax. “Please don’t stop.”
When he hears that, his lips collide with mine again with a deep snarl, and as soon as things get heated between us, he slams his cock into my pussy with such power that I start to scream. My entire body stiffens, and I clench around him, but he simply lays his hand on my inner thigh, holding it open wide, while his other hand grasps my throat, squeezing fiercely, suffocating my cries, and forcing me to accept his onslaught.
He brings his face down close to mine, his eyes burning with dominance, to demonstrate his entire authority over me. “Shut the fuck up and take it like I know you can, you little slut. You've been fucking desperate for my big cock, teasing the fuck out of both of us, now show me how much you want me to destroy this tight cunt.”
His words send untameable arousal through me, and I arch my back, pushing myself closer to him. I can feel the pressure building inside me, the need for release becoming unbearable. His plunges are relentless, each one driving me closer to the edge, and I know that I am about to come undone beneath him.
Feeling his cock expand, I am just about to erupt from the ecstasy, but he presses on my neck before sitting back without warning, completely pulling out of me. The ache in my pussy is agony, desperate to come, but as he shoots his hot cum up my stomach and tits with a growl, he drives his two long fingers into me and starts fucking me with them while continuing to jerk hiscock at the same time. I scream, flinging my head back as he hits the spot exactly where I needed it.
“Fucking squirt from this pretty pussy,” he commands, his deep words filled with animalistic desire. “Drench me with what I do to you.”
My body convulses, and I feel the intense rush of my orgasm building. His fingers work me mercilessly, and I explode, squirting over his hand just as he wanted. He groans in satisfaction, fingers forcing me through wave after wave of pleasure, making me come repeatedly until I can't take it any longer.
I reach down, grabbing his wrist, my hips twitching to his slowing down rhythm. He retracts his fingers from my now-dripping, pulsating pussy and splits my thighs wide apart before tilting down and devouring me with his tongue and lips, absorbing the magic he just managed to release from me.
I raise my elbow and reach down, locking my fingers into his hair, forcing his face to sink even more against me.
“Fuck, I love it when you eat my pussy.” I gasp out, unable to get oxygen in my lungs quick enough.
He abruptly withdraws, leaning back on his knees, and clamps his grip on my hips, tossing me onto my front with a frustrated snarl. He elevates my hips, causing my ass to soar into the air, and dives right back in. I can hear his belt jingling as he removes it from the pants as he continues to eat me from behind. He pulls away from me again when I feel him snatch my wrists and tighten them with his belt behind my back.
When he's finished, he cocks his leg over and straddles me backwards, hands on my ass. He slides his broad, warm hands over the curvature of my cheeks, smacking them both before separating them.
I moan loudly when he spits on my asshole before diving his tongue into it. He annihilates it, savaging me like a hungry beast and showing no mercy on me, keeping my cheeks wide. He then runs his fingers up and down my wet pussy before encircling my clit briefly and then driving his fingers deep inside my pussy while he eats my ass.
