“Talk to me, baby,” I said, squeezing his
pecs even harder, and moving my fingers so they zeroed in on his
nipples. I ran my fingers over them, trying to make them as hard as
I could, and then I thrust faster and faster.
“I said, TALK TO ME,” I screamed, pushing
into him faster and faster.
“Mmmmm,” Derek mumbled into his pillow.
I moved my head up and shouted, “WHAT’S
THAT?”
“Mmmmmmm,” Derek mumbled into the
pillow.
I thrust faster.
“I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” I shouted. “DO YOU WANT
ME TO FUCK YOU, DEREK?”
He mumbled something, and I kept thrusting.
I couldn’t believe I could move this fast, and that my dick could
be this hard without coming. I felt like some sort of a sex super
hero. I pulled my right hand out from under his chest and put it on
his head. I leaned my head over and kissed the side of his face. I
then lifted my head up again and guided his head up with my hand in
his hair.
“I SAID, DO YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOU,
DEREK?!” I asked in a shout.