Chapter 5: Chapter 5
Talia laid in bed naked when Ethan jumped on her. She tried to struggle but he held her down. She could feel his hard cock press against her thigh.
"No, Ethan," Talia said, her voice breathy and weak. "You can't. This is wrong."
Ethan leaned down and kissed her neck, his stubble rough against her sensitive skin. "Don't tell me you don't want this, Talia. I can feel how wet you are for me."
Talia tried to push him away, but he was too strong. She could feel his hard cock, hot and insistent, pressing against her thigh. She was scared, but also turned on.
Her body betrayed her as it always did when Ethan was around. Her pussy clenched, her nipples hardened, and her breath hitched as he pressed his body against hers, his hard cock digging into her thigh.
"No, Ethan," she said again, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, we can't."
Ethan ignored her pleas, his mouth trailing down her neck, his tongue tasting her salty skin. He nipped at her collarbone, his teeth scraping against her flesh, sending shivers down her spine. Her body responded, her hips arching off the bed, her back bowing to give him better access.
Ethan chuckled low in his throat, a dark, predatory sound that made her stomach clench with a mix of fear and desire. He nipped at her breast, his teeth grazing her hard nipple before he sucked it into his mouth.
Talia gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets as waves of pleasure coursed through her. He sucked harder, his tongue swirling around her nipple before he bit down again, his teeth just shy of painful. She moaned, her body writhing beneath him, her pussy aching with need.
"Please, Ethan..." she begged, her voice thick with desire.
Ethan released her nipple with a pop, his mouth leaving a wet trail of saliva down her sternum. He kissed and licked his way down her body, his hands tracing the curves of her ribs, her waist, her hips. Talia whimpered, her body squirming beneath his touch, her legs parting instinctively to grant him access.
Ethan settled between her thighs, his breath hot against her pussy. Talia bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest as she anticipated his touch. Ethan didn't make her wait.
He dove in, his tongue lapping at her wet folds, exploring every inch of her. Talia gasped, her hands fisting the sheets as he licked and sucked, his tongue delving deep into her pussy.
"Fuck, you taste amazing," he groaned into her, his words vibrating against her clit. Talia bit back a moan, her hips bucking against his mouth. She tried to muffle her cries, but the pleasure was too much. She was a mess of sensation, every nerve ending on fire.
Ethan's tongue was relentless, his stubble scraping against her thighs.
Talia's moans filled the room, her hips bucking against his mouth as he licked and sucked her pussy like a man starving. He pushed two fingers into her, curling them upwards, seeking that spot that made her see stars.
"Oh fuck, right there," Talia gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head. Ethan growled into her, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. He added a third finger, stretching her wide, filling her completely. He fucked her with his fingers, his thumb circling her clit, driving her wild.
Talia's body convulsed, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. She cried out, her voice hoarse with pleasure, her body shaking beneath Ethan's assault.
Ethan didn't let up, his fingers pumping in and out of her, his thumb working her clit until she was a quivering, sobbing mess. Finally, he pulled his fingers out, licking them clean with a satisfied smirk.
"Taste yourself, Talia," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Taste how good you are."
Talia hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth and letting him push his fingers inside.
The taste was unfamiliar, musky and slightly salty, but she found herself enjoying it. She sucked on his fingers, her tongue swirling around them, tasting every inch.
Ethan watched her, his eyes dark with desire and something else, something primal. "You look so fucking hot doing that," he graaned. "I want to see my cock in your mouth, Talia. I want to feel your tongue on me."
Talia's heart pounded in her chest as she pulled his fingers out of her mouth with a pop. She knew she should say no, should push him away and end this before it went any further.
But her body was betraying her, her pussy throbbing with need, her nipples hard and aching. She looked up at him, her eyes locking with his, and saw the raw, primal hunger in his gaze. It was undeniable, intoxicating. She felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine, and before she could stop herself, she was nodding.
Ethan growled, a low, primal sound that sent a jolt of pure lust through her. He grabbed her by the hair, his fingers tangling in her locks, and pulled her head back roughly. "Open your fucking mouth," he demanded, his voice harsh and gravelly.
Talia complied, her lips parting to reveal her tongue. Ethan guided his cock to her mouth, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.
"Suck it," he ordered, his grip on her hair tightening. Talia wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, tasting the salty tang of his arousal. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the tip, teasing him.
Ethan groaned, his hips thrusting forward, pushing more of his cock into her mouth. Talia gagged slightly, the sensation of having him fill her mouth almost overwhelming.
She relaxed her throat, allowing him to slide deeper, her tongue working the underside of his shaft. She could taste him fully now, a mix of salt and musk that was uniquely him. Her pussy clenched at the memory of his cock inside her, the way he had filled her, the way he had used her.
Ethan groaned, his grip on her hair tightening as he started to fuck her face. He set a brutal pace, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming against the back of her throat with each thrust. Talia's eyes watered, her mascara likely running in streaks down her cheeks, but she didn't care.
She took as much of Ethan's cock into her throat as she could, her gag reflex subsiding as she relaxed into the rhythm of his thrusts. She felt like a dirty little slut, and the realization only served to heighten her arousal.
Ethan's grip on her hair was brutal, his fingers tangling in her locks, pulling her head back with each retreat. "Fuck, you're taking it like a goddamn pro, Talia," he grunted, his voice thick with lust. "You love having my cock in your throat, don't you?
You love being used like a filthy little whore."
Talia could only moan around his cock, her body trembling with the force of his thrusts. She felt dirty, debased, and it was the hottest thing she had ever experienced. She tried to reach down, to touch herself, but Ethan batted her hand away.
"No, Talia. Your orgasm is mine to give. Understand?"
She whimpered, her pussy clenching at his words. She nodded, her eyes watering as he thrust into her throat again.
Ethan pulled out abruptly, his cock popping free from her mouth with a wet sound.
Talia gasped, her lips tingling from the rough use, her throat raw from the relentless fucking. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and glazed with lust, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Ethan smirked, his eyes dark and predatory as he looked down at her. "Get on your hands and knees," he ordered, his voice low and gravelly. "I want to fuck you from behind."
Talia hesitated for a moment, her body tingling with a mixture of fear and desire.
Instead she laid on her back, so he took her missionary. He saw the patch of dark hair on her pussy. He pushed her legs open with his knees.
"You're so fucking wet," he said, thrusting his fingers inside her. He curled them up and began finger-fucking her.
"Oh god, Ethan, right there," she gasped, her hips lifting off the bed to meet his strokes. Ethan was mesmerized by the sight of his fingers pumping in and out of her. He could see her juices coating his digits, the sight sending a jolt of lust straight to his cock.
He laid between her legs and pressed into her missionary.
Her pussy was tight, taking time to accommodate his girth. Ethan grunted as he pushed deeper, conquering the resistance of her flesh. He looked down, watching his cock disappear into her. He could see the dark hair of her pussy surrounding the base of his shaft, the sight of it sending a rush of pleasure straight to his balls.
"Fuck, you're tight," he groaned, his hips thrusting forward, pushing deeper still. Talia gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as she adjusted to the intrusion. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps, her fingers digging into the sheets as she braced herself against the invasion.
Ethan was relentless, his hips pistoning forward, his cock plunging deeper with each thrust. Talia could feel every inch of him, the thick, hard length filling her completely, stretching her to the point of pain.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Ethan grunted, his voice thick with lust. "Your pussy is squeezing my cock like a fucking vice."
Talia bit her lip, her body on fire from the sensation of him filling her, of the raw, primal way he was fucking her.
She could feel every inch of him, the thick, hard length of his cock plunging deep into her pussy, stretching her, filling her completely.
"That's it, Talia," Ethan growled, his voice low and guttural. "Take my cock. Take all of it."
Talia moaned, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts, her body moving in sync with his. She felt like a rag doll, her limbs moving of their own accord, her body craving the pleasure that only he could give her.
She was a slave to her desires, a captive to her lust. She wanted him to take her, to use her, to fuck her like an animal.
Ethan's hands gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He grunted with each thrust, the sound primal and raw. Your pussy is so fucking hot and tight around my cock. You feel so fucking good."
Talia could only moan in response, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
She felt like she was on fire, every nerve ending screaming with sensation. Ethan's grip on her hips was brutal, his fingers leaving bruises, but she loved it. She wanted him to leave his mark on her, to make her his.
Ethan's thrusts became more erratic, his breathing heavy and ragged. Talia could feel his cock throbbing inside her, the sensation sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. She could tell he was close, could feel his body tensing, his movements becoming more desperate.
"Oh fuck, Talia," Ethan groaned, his voice thick with need. "You feel so fucking good.
Your pussy is squeezing me like a goddamn vice." Ethan's voice was a low growl, a primal sound that sent shivers down Talia's spine. He pistoned into her with brutal force, each thrust driving her closer to the edge.
Talia could feel every inch of him, the thick, hard length of his cock filling her completely, stretching her to the point of pain. She bit her lip, her body on fire with sensation, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Ethan's hips snapped forward, his cock slamming deep inside her with each brutal thrust. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, the headboard slamming against the wall with each powerful drive.
"Fuck, Talia," Ethan growled, his voice raw and primal. "Your pussy is so tight, so fucking perfect. You feel like heaven."
Talia couldn't respond, couldn't think. All she could do was feel. Feel the burn of his cock as it plundered her, feel the rough scrape of his pubic hair against her sensitive flesh, feel the heat of his body as it blanketed hers.