24

Oscar

It’s an honor to fuck someone as goddamn delightful as Dolly. When I position myself over her, I claim her mouth in yet another kiss. Then I slide into her, filling her cunt up with my dick.

Dolly molds herself around me.

Her hands are in my hair and on my chest and grabbing at my ass as I fuck her hard and deep.

“More,” she groans.

“Be patient,” I laugh.

“Please.”

“I’ll give you everything you need, baby.”

She’s desperate, and her eagerness is such a turn-on as I continue to slide into her over and over and over. She groans as I plunge into her tight, wet pussy.

“Why are you so fucking perfect?” I ask.

“Please.”

I slide my fingers between us. Then I lower them so I’m right over her clit. Her eyes widen and then close.

“Yes,” she says.

“Tell me what you want.”

“More.”

“I want to feel you come apart,” I say.

“I want that.”

“I want to feel your pussy squeezing my cock.”

“Me too.”

“Baby, you feel so good. I don’t know how long I can hold on for.”

Her eyes flutter open, and she cups my cheek. She leans up and presses her lips to mine. Dolly kisses me with an eagerness I love. She devours me, and I devour her right back.

“I need more,” she says.

“Tell me.”

“More of you. More of this. More.”

I slide out of her body, and I reach for her hips. Without a word, I flip her over. Dolly’s on her belly now, and I haul her back toward me. I’m kneeling behind her, and I impale her with my dick.

She groans.

Yeah, that’s the spot.

I once again begin to torture her sweet clit. This time, she groans into the bedsheets.

“Oscar!”

“That’s right,” I say. “Give me those moans, baby.”

“I’m so fucking close.”

I can feel her. She’s clenching me harder with every thrust, and I meant it when I said I couldn’t hold on much longer. I need her so damn bad.

“Please,” she says.

And then she explodes.

Her entire body quivers as the orgasm washes over her. I keep playing with her clit until it is no longer pulsing, and then I finally allow myself to come, too. I thrust into her one last time. My hands are digging into her hips as I come for her, filling her up, and then I collapse on the bed beside her.

“Wow,” she whispers.

“Wow.”

“Oscar, that was so fucking hot.”

“All you, pet.”

This time, she doesn’t argue about the name.