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  “We were actually…” I said back before Tahlia pulled me aside.

  “What!? You and Brayden? Aleysha, he's a real catch!” she said excitedly.

  “I know…he’s great! What should I do? should I spend the night with him?” I blushed looking at her, barely believing I was saying them.

  “You’re an adult Aleysha, do what you want, live a little, enjoy yourself!” she nudged me in Brayden’s direction.

  “Hey..” I said looking at him, I felt a little awkward as I could tell the people in the room were trying to figure out Brayden and I’s relationship.

  “Hey…I’m sorry about before, I got caught up and I raced back to you as soon as I could but you were gone… I wanted to ask you if you’d spend the night with me?”

  His boldness was a huge turn on. I nodded my head looking at him with a smile on my face.

  ——

  We had gone to Brayden’s master bedroom, I sat on the four post bed now completely naked after Brayden had taken his time to delicately undress me. He knelt in front of me kissing my body and lips with heated passion.

  “I want to feel you, all of you,” I murmured in between deep kisses. My hands mimicked his at his waist, going down to pull his his boxers down to his knees. His hard cock greeted me, immediately springing free.

  “Mmm,” he said. “You’re all mine. My beautiful Aleysha, I’ve been fantasising about this from the moment I laid eyes on you at the bar, have you?”

  “I have, I have,” I breathed. He pinned me down. He was so strong! “Make love to me..please” I gasped breathlessly.

  “Get in position and I will” he growled. “I may get…out of control, I may ravage you, if it gets too much, just say”

  I would take it with great, unending pleasure, I just knew. I felt myself wince inside as I just thought about him being inside me. “Please fuck me,” I begged.

  He didn’t even do anything to take me. He was standing over me, cock in his hand, jutting out as he looked at me with a grin. He watched me, wet, desperate for his cock.

  “Why won’t you fuck me?” I asked, opening my legs to show him my purple pussy lips.

  “Because this is not how we I fuck,” he said, licking his lips at the sight.

  “Wha—?” I asked, being grabbed by him, and then turned around so I was lying flat on my stomach. “Oh God, yes, please!” I managed, out of breath, as he yanked me up until I was crawling on my hands and knees.

  He didn’t even lick me out first, or do anything to get me ready for his cock. He knew I was wet for him, so he plunged his massive tool deep into my cunt. I felt my insides explode from sheer pleasure.

  “Oh my God!” I called out, shrieking in joy as I felt him pound into me with his massive cock.

  “Good girl, you fucking like this, huh?” he growled, his hands bunching up my hair and using the momentum to keep sliding deeper and deeper into my pussy with each fresh thrust. I could manage no words: he was fucking me too hard and good, he was fucking me the way no other man had ever fucked me. He was more than a man: any man who fucked like this would be considered a sex god.

  I felt the sheer excitement and energy of each thrust contribute to the swelling sensation of my coming orgasm. Just like I could not resist him, there was no way I could resist the rush of pleasure that was threatening to flood me. I felt flooded already from the way my pussy washed his cock clean with more and more wetness. My juices went mad, drenching everything as he plunged into me and pulled out, each time forcing splashes of my juices down to his bed.

  I had never been fucked like this, but I knew he was capable of so much more.

  “You feel amazing!” I managed to say between moans of pleasure.

  “You feel fucking incredible” he said, as he growled in joy from fucking my pussy with his massive, thick cock. I felt my pussy get filled full by him, serving as the hilt to his massive sword. I was shivering and sweating, dripping down hot sweat onto the cold bed. I felt myself ripen with each new moment experiencing this force of nature.

  I thought about every consequence that would come from this, about how I would have to deal with life after this, it just would never be the same again — I wanted nothing else than to be able to keep fucking this incredibly gorgeous, sexy man. He had everything. I wanted him, I wanted to be with him, I wanted this big cock deep inside me always. Not just sometimes, but all the time, every time, in every waking minute of my life.

  He was my life now, my absolute passion. He imprinted into me every deep breath he made, every shudder and gasp we shared as we poured into each other our passion, our combined desires.His cock sliding into me birthed a bond that could not be described in words. Where would I go from here? I wondered.

  I was jolted from every straying thought as I went ahead and returned back to the here and now — to the incredible pleasure of Brayden fucking me. Do you ever have that feeling where everything felt like absolute heaven, but in an indescribable way — beyond words, beyond sensory registers as you understood and knew them?

  I could call it that, sure.

  Or I could describe everything that made me feel that way about him fucking me. I loved the way he held me down by the small of my back so that even when I got on my hands and knees he was pushing me down to the bed.

  This was a man who knew dominance. It was in his very animalistic nature to be in charge —but he was also sweet, I felt taken car of the whole time.

  I loved him there and then.

  “Yes Brayden, fuck me, please fuck me,” I said, repeating every plea every few seconds. It wasn’t at all as if he wasn’t doing everything I was asking him of.

  I responded to the unending, repetitive joy of his cock sawing in and out of me by rocking my hips in his direction, letting him have all of me. He could have me all he wanted, he could take me as he desired.

  And from the way he exerted all his energy, from the way he grunted and growled and groaned, I knew he wanted this.

  “Fuck me like you’ve never fucked before,” I urged him on.

  “I’m going to Aleysha, I’m going to make you mine” he growled into my ears. I felt a shiver down my spine. I knew the way he was taking me, with a special roughness that defied all truth, with every second he was giving me a spreading joy and love.

  I could feel it throb into me from the tip of his hard cock.

  “Please, please, please,” I said. It would be more accurate to say that I heard myself say it — I was experiencing a certain out-of-body experience, observing myself come awash in sheer shifter sex pleasure. I felt it touch every inch of my body. It wasn’t until my eyes shocked open and I started trembling dramatically against him did I realise the reason for it: I was coming.

  “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, fuck!” I cried.

  “Yes Aleysha, stay with me…Yess…Ahhh” he growled back at me as we came in unison.

  I fell asleep in the arms of Brayden to peaceful dreams of what was to come next.