Chapter 144

Scarlett was so tight, so hot, and so wet around my cock that I had to grit my teeth to keep from losing contr right away. She hissed sharply as I sank deep in one slow, steady thrust, her body trembling from the sudder fullness. Her walls clenched around me like a vice, pulling me in deeper.

“Fuck…” I groaned, my hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. “You feel so fucking good. So tight for me.”

I started thrusting slowly, savoring every inch as I pulled almost all the way out and slid back in deep. The dresser creaked under us with every movement. Scarlett’s hands gripped my shoulders, nails digging into my skin as she moaned softly, her head falling back.

I leaned down and kissed her neck, sucking lightly while I fucked her with long, deliberate strokes. “Look at you,” I rasped against her skin. “Taking my cock so well on this dresser. You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?”

She moaned louder, her pussy fluttering around me. “Yes… god, yes…”

I picked up the pace gradually, thrusting harder, deeper, the sound of skin slapping against skin starting to fill the room. Her moans grew breathier, needier. I could feel her getting wetter with every stroke, her juices coating my cock and dripping down her thighs.

After a few minutes of deep, steady fucking, I pulled out slowly, making her whimper at the loss.