Chapter 1: The Dance after party
Forge is wearing the gunmetal gray suit Coco had gotten him on their first date, the fabric crisp and perfectly fitted to his towering frame. A dark navy tie rested against the dull white dress shirt, the contrast subtle yet sharp. His black dress shoes were polished to a mirror shine, reflecting the dim glow of the academy lights. His beard had fully regrown to match the image he had shown Coco days before, neatly trimmed, giving him an even stronger presence than usual.
Coco is wearing a gunmetal gray dress clung to her in ways that should be illegal, molding to every curve with an almost sinful precision. The fabric, sleek and smooth, flowed from the notched v-neckline all the way to the floor, moving like liquid metal with every step. Thin shoulder straps framed her toned shoulders, while banded sleeves draped delicately over her upper arms, the cold-shoulder design leaving just enough skin exposed to be utterly distracting. The corset-style bodice wrapped tightly around her waist, accentuating the already dangerouscurve of her figure before leading to an open-back design, laced-up in a way that only added to the allure. And then there was the lace-detailed slit—one that ran dangerously high along her leg
After a long talk about some personal things. Forge gave a slight nod, though his expression remained unreadable. “Comes with the territory.”
A smirk slowly spread across Coco’s lips. “Speaking of territory…”
Forge’s gaze shifted to her. “What?”
Coco leaned in slightly, her smirk turning mischievous. “I still have a lot of energy left. And I know the perfect way to burn it off.”
Forge’s brows furrowed slightly—then his eyes widened slightly as realization hit him. Before he could react, Coco took his hand and led him away from the courtyard to a Dorm room not in use by any students.
She opened the door and pushed him inside, closing it behind her. The room was small, sparsely furnished with a bed, a desk, and a chair. The only light came from the moon outside, casting long, dancing shadows across the room.
Coco turned to Forge, her eyes gleaming with lust. "I've been thinking about this all night," she said, her voice low and sultry. "About what I want to do with you."
Forge's breath hitched as she stepped closer, her hands going to his tie. She undid it slowly, her fingers brushing against his chest, sending shivers down his spine.
"You know, I've seen you shirtless plenty of times," she murmured, her eyes locked onto his, "but I've never gotten to explore this body of yours like I really want to."
Forge's voice was a low rumble, "Coco, I... I'm not sure I can... perform like that."
Coco chuckled, a sound that was equal parts seductive and reassuring. "Oh, darling, I'm not worried about that. I've got a plan." She pushed him onto the bed, straddling him, her dress riding up her thighs. "You see, I've got this little... problem.
I've been thinking about it all night. I want to make you feel good, Forge. I want you to feel alive."
Forge's breath hitched as Coco's hands moved to his chest, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscrossed his skin. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I want to make you feel like a man again."
Forge's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "Coco, I... I don't know if I can."
Coco pulled back, her eyes searching his. "You can, Forge. I know you can.
And I'm going to help you," Coco said, her voice a sultry purr. She leaned in, her lips capturing his in a searing kiss. Her tongue pushed into his mouth, exploring, tasting, demanding. Forge groaned, his hands moving to her hair, tangling in the dark locks as he kissed her back with equal fervor.
Coco broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. She moved down his body, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt, her lips following the trail her fingers took. She paused at his belt, her eyes looking up at him, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs.
"You know, I've always wondered what's under here," she said, her voice a sultry purr. She unbuckled his belt, her fingers brushing against his cock, making him jump. She chuckled, a sound that was equal parts seductive and teasing. "Looks like someone's excited," she said, her fingers wrapping around his length, giving him a gentle squeeze yet she kepts her surprise at his girth hidden.
Forge groaned, his hips bucking slightly. "Coco, please," he begged, his voice a low growl. "I... I don't know if I can take this."
Coco smirked, her fingers moving to his zipper, pulling it down slowly.
"Oh, darling, we're just getting started," she said, her voice a low, sultry promise. She reached into his pants, her fingers wrapping around his length, pulling it out. Her eyes widened at the sight of him, but she quickly composed herself, licking her lips in anticipation.
"Fuck, Forge," she whispered, her hand stroking his length the full 19in length and the three and half inches girth with her feeling the velvet smoothness of his skin over the steel-hard rod. "You're... you're enormous."
Forge groaned, his hips bucking slightly at her touch.
I don't want to hurt you." "Oh, darling, you won't," she said, her hand continuing to stroke his length. "While no dildo or cock I have ever taken been like yours I do enjoy a bit of pain when I have sex or even masturbate so I’m going to throughly enjoy taking you.” Coco said as she moved her hand up and down his length, her thumb brushing against the sensitive spot just below the head of his cock. Forge groaned, his hips bucking slightly, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him.
Coco smirked, her hand continuing to stroke his length. "Oh, my dear soldier boy I could watch you react to me stroking you all night but this is supposed to be a very exciting time for the both of us.” As Coco speaks she lets go of his cock and takes a step back as she starts to slowly strip out of her dress.
The dress slides down her body, revealing her curvaceous figure. She stands before him in just an extremely small g string thong, her Triple D breasts heaving with anticipation showing Forge was right about her going braless.
Her dark brown hair cascades down her shoulders, the caramel highlights catching the moonlight, giving her an ethereal glow. Her chocolate-brown eyes are filled with a hunger that mirrors his own.
"Damn, Coco," Forge growls, his voice a low rumble. "You're... you're fucking gorgeous."
Coco smiles, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Why, thank you, soldier boy," she purrs, her hands going to her hips before she gives a slow spin purposely be as slutty as possible.
"You like what you see?"
Forge's eyes are glued to her, his gaze roaming over her body, taking in every curve, every inch of smooth, fair skin. "Fuck, yes," he growls, his voice a low, guttural sound that sends a shiver down Coco's spine.
She smirks, her hands moving to her breasts, cupping them, squeezing them. "You know, I've been thinking about this all night. About how I wanted to feel you inside me but by the why you are acting this is your first time so I’m going to take it nice and slow but you need to get fully undressed so why you do that I’m going to play with my tits.” Coco said as she started to slowly rub her hands over her breasts, her fingers pinching and pulling at her nipples, making them harden into stiff peaks.
Forge's eyes were glued to her hands, watching as she played with her breasts, his cock throbbing with need. He quickly undressed, his clothes falling to the floor in a heap, his eyes never leaving Coco's body.
Coco's eyes widened as she took in his naked form, her gaze lingering on his cock, a slow smile spreading across her face. "Fuck, Forge," she whispered, her voice a low, sultry purr. "You're...
fucking enormous," Coco said, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto Forge's throbbing cock. She licked her lips, her gaze slowly moving up his body, taking in every sculpted inch of him. "And you're all mine," she added, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown eyes.
Forge's breath hitched, his hands fisting the sheets beneath him. I don't know if I can be gentle," he warned, his voice a low growl.
Coco smirked, her hands moving to her thong, slowly pulling tighter against her pussy and ass which it very hard to see the string for her ass has engulfed the string between her ass cheeks.
"Oh, darling, I don't want you to be gentle," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. "I want you to fuck me like you mean it. Like you've never fucked anyone before."
Forge's eyes darkened, his grip on the sheets tightening. I don't want to hurt you," he said, his voice a low growl. "Oh, darling, you won't," she said, her hands moving to her pussy, her fingers rubbing against her clit, making her moan. "I can take it. I want it.
All of it. Every fucking inch of you," Coco said, her voice a low, sultry purr. She moved closer to the bed, her hands going to her thong, slowly pulling it down, revealing her smooth, bare pussy. She stepped out of it, kicking it to the side before kneeling between his legs.
Her hands went to his thighs, her fingers digging into his hard muscles as she looked up at him, her chocolate-brown eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored his own.
"Fuck, Coco," Forge groaned, his hips bucking slightly at the feel of her hands on him. "You're killing me here."
Coco smirked, her hands moving to his cock, her fingers wrapping around his length. She gave him a gentle squeeze, her thumb brushing against the sensitive spot just below the head of his cock.
"Oh, darling, I'm just getting started," she said, her voice a low, sultry promise. She leaned down, her tongue flicking out, tasting the bead of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of his cock. She moaned, her eyes closing briefly as she savored the taste of him.
"Fuck, Coco," Forge groaned, his hips bucking slightly at the feel of her tongue on him. "You're driving me crazy."
Coco smirked, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, her lips wrapping around him, taking him into her mouth.
Her hand moved to his balls, gently cupping them, her fingers rolling them in her palm. Forge groaned, his hips bucking slightly, his hands fisting the sheets beneath him.
His breath came in short gasps, his chest heaving as he watched Coco take him into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down, her lips stretching around his girth, her tongue swirling around his length. She took him deep, her throat constricting around him, making him groan. She pulled back, her lips making a popping sound as they released him, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs. And before Forge could do anything Coco forces herself down his entire length tell her nose was press firmly against his pelvis making him groan in shock.
She held herself there for a few seconds before pulling back up and repeating the motion. She was taking him deep, her throat constricting around him, her tongue swirling around his length. She was in complete control, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs.
Forge's hands gripped her hair, his fingers tangling in the dark locks as he watched her take him. His breath came in short gasps, his chest heaving as he fought to maintain control. He could feel the pressure building, his balls tightening as she continued to take him deep.
Coco pulled back, her lips releasing him with a pop.
She gasped for air, her chest heaving as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that matched his own. "Fuck, Coco," Forge groaned, his voice a low, guttural sound. "That was... that was fucking incredible."
Coco smirked, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips. "That was just the beginning, soldier boy," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. She moved her breasts up so Forge’s cock rested nicely between them.
She then started to move her breasts up and down, her nipples brushing against his cock, making him groan. She took her time, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs. She was teasing him, driving him crazy with need.
Forge's hands gripped her breasts, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her. He could feel the pressure building, his balls tightening as she continued to tease him.
Coco smirked, her hands moving to his thighs, her fingers digging into his hard muscles.
"You like that, don't you, soldier boy?" she purred, her voice a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down his spine. "You like watching me play with these big tits of mine, don't you?" "Fuck, yes," he growled, his eyes locked onto her breasts, watching as they moved up and down, his cock sliding between them. "You're driving me crazy, Coco."
Coco chuckled, a sound that was equal parts seductive and teasing. "That's the plan, darling," she said, her hands moving to his cock, her fingers wrapping around his length.
"I'm going to make you feel so good, Forge. I'm going to make you come so hard you'll see stars."
Forge's breath hitched, his hips bucking slightly at her touch. I don't know if I can take this," he said, his voice a low growl. "You can, Forge," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. "I've got you.
I'm going to take care of you," Coco murmured, her fingers stroking his length, her thumb brushing against the sensitive spot just below the head of his cock. She leaned down, her lips capturing his in a searing kiss, her tongue pushing into his mouth, exploring, tasting, demanding.
She moved up his body, her breasts brushing against his chest, her nipples hardening into stiff peaks at the contact. She straddled him, her hands going to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his hard muscles as she looked down at him, her chocolate-brown eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored his own.
"Tell me what you want, Forge," she whispered, her voice a low, sultry purr.
"Tell me how you want to fuck me."
Forge's eyes darkened, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "I want to fuck you hard, Coco," he growled, his voice a low, guttural sound. "I want to fuck you so hard you'll feel me for days."
Coco's breath hitched, her pussy clenching at his words. "Fuck, yes," she moaned, her hips grinding against him, her clit rubbing against his cock. "I want that too, soldier boy.
I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk straight tomorrow," Coco purred, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs. She shifted her weight, her hands moving to his chest, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscrossed his skin. "But first, I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel you stretch me, fill me."
Forge's breath hitched, his hips bucking slightly at her words.
He could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, could feel the wetness coating his cock as she ground against him. He gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided her, helping her find the perfect angle.
Coco moaned, her head falling back, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she felt the head of his cock press against her entrance. She was so wet, so ready for him, but she knew he was going to stretch her, fill her in a way no one ever had.
"Fuck, Forge," she moaned, her hips moving, trying to take him in. "You're so big I can’t wait to take all of you.” Coco said as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size. She took her time, her body trembling as she felt every inch of him slide inside her. Her breath came in short gasps, her chest heaving as she fought to take him all in.
Forge's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her take him. His eyes were locked onto her, watching as her body stretched to accommodate him, watching as her face contorted in pleasure and pain. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body fighting to adjust to his size.
He gave her time, his hands moving to her breasts, his fingers rolling her nipples, distracting her, helping her relax. Coco moaned, her head falling forward, her dark hair curtaining her face as she focused on the sensation of his fingers on her nipples.
"Fuck, Forge," she gasped, her hips moving slightly, taking him a little deeper. "You're... you're so big. I can feel you everywhere."
Forge's breath hitched, his cock throbbing at her words. "You feel incredible, Coco," he growled, his voice a low, guttural sound. "So fucking tight.
I can feel every inch of you, Coco," Forge groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he fought the urge to thrust up into her. He wanted to give her time, to let her adjust to his size, but it was torture, pure and utter torture.
Coco's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed as she took a deep breath. "I'm... I'm okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Just... just give me a moment."
Forge nodded, his hands moving to her back, rubbing gentle circles as he waited. He could feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin, and it was intoxicating.
He wanted to move, to thrust into her, to claim her as his own, but he held back, his self-control a testament to the years of training and discipline he had endured. He knew that Coco needed this, needed him to be gentle, to be patient, and he was determined to give her that.
Coco took a deep breath, her body relaxing as she adjusted to his size. She could feel every inch of him inside her, stretching her, filling her in a way that was both painful and pleasurable. She had never felt so full, so complete, and it was overwhelming.
She opened her eyes, her chocolate-brown orbs locking onto Forge's storm-gray ones.
A slow smile spread across her face, her body finally adjusting to his size. "I'm ready," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Forge's breath hitched, his hands moving to her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a low growl. "I don't want to hurt you."
Coco smirked, her hands moving to his chest, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscrossed his skin. "You won't," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. "I trust you, Forge.
Now, fuck me," Coco purred, her voice a low, sultry command that sent a shiver down his spine. She moved her hips, grinding against him, her pussy clenching around his cock as she adjusted to his size. Forge's hands gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her, his eyes locked onto her face, taking in every expression, every movement.
Coco's breath hitched as she felt him move inside her, her body stretching to accommodate his size. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock as it filled her completely.
She moaned, her head falling back, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she adjusted to his size. Her body trembled, her pussy clenching around him as she fought to take him all in.
Forge's hands moved to her breasts, his fingers rolling her nipples, distracting her, helping her relax. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock as it filled her completely, and it was intoxicating.
She took a deep breath, her body relaxing as she adjusted to his size yet they both know she the one in charge for he has no experience or knowledge on what to do during sex.
Coco's hands moved to his chest, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscrossed his skin, her touch gentle yet firm.
"You're so strong, Forge," she murmured, her voice a low, sultry purr. "So powerful. I can feel it in every inch of you."
Forge's breath hitched, his hands moving to her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her. Her body was a symphony of curves and softness, her skin flushed with desire, her eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored his own.
He moved his hips, slowly, gently, giving her time to adjust to his size.
Coco moaned, her head falling back, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she felt him move inside her. "You're so tight. So fucking perfect."
Coco smirked, her eyes fluttering open, her chocolate-brown orbs locking onto his storm-gray ones. "I'm glad you think so, soldier boy," she purred, her voice a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down his spine.
"Because I have plans for you. Plans that involve you fucking me like you've never fucked anyone before." I don't know if I can control myself," he admitted, his voice a low growl. "I've never... I've never done this before." "I know, darling," she said, her voice a low, soothing purr. "And that's what makes this so exciting.
You're a virgin in every sense of the word, and I'm going to be the one to take that away from you. To make you feel things you've never felt before," Coco whispered, her voice a low, sultry promise. She pulled back, her breath coming in short gasps, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs.
"Now, let's get started," she purred, her hands moving to his hips, her fingers digging into his hard muscles as she bings to slam herself on his cock.
"I want to feel you move inside me, Forge. I want to feel you fuck me like you mean it."
Forge's breath hitched, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her.
Coco's eyes were filled with a hunger that mirrored his own, her chocolate-brown orbs locked onto his storm-gray ones as she began to move, her hips rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm.
She took her time, her body adjusting to his size, her pussy stretching to accommodate him. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, as she moved, her body clenching around him, pulling him deeper with each thrust.
Forge groaned, his head falling back, as Coco rides him hard and fast with no remorse or hesitation.
She's a woman on a mission, her body moving with a rhythm that's as natural as breathing. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, her nipples hard and erect, begging for his touch. He reaches up, his hands cupping them, his thumbs brushing against the stiff peaks, making her moan.
"Fuck, Coco," he growls, his hips bucking to meet her thrusts. "You feel so fucking good."
Coco leans forward, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. "You feel even better," she pants, her breath hot against his ear. "I can feel every inch of you, Forge. Every. Fucking. Inch. And it amazing.” Coco’s voice was a low, sultry purr, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs. She took a deep breath, her body relaxing as she adjusted to his size, her pussy clenching around him, pulling him deeper with each thrust.
Forge's hands moved to her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her lose herself on his cock.
He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body fighting to adjust to his size, but she was determined, her hips moving with a rhythm that was as natural as breathing.
"Fuck, Coco," he groaned, his hips bucking to meet her thrusts. "You're so fucking tight.
So fucking perfect," Forge groaned, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he watched her take him. Coco's head was thrown back, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders, her chocolate-brown eyes closed as she focused on the sensation of him filling her completely.
She was a vision, her body a symphony of curves and softness, her skin flushed with desire, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. He reached up, his hands cupping them, his thumbs brushing against the stiff peaks, making her moan.
"Fuck, Forge," she gasped, her eyes fluttering open, her gaze locking onto his. "You're...
you're touching me like you know exactly what I like," Coco panted, her hips grinding against him, her clit rubbing against his pelvis with each thrust. "Like you've been doing this for years."
Forge's hands moved to her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he helped her move, his hips meeting her thrust for thrust. "I might be a virgin, Coco, but I'm a quick learner," he growled, his voice a low, guttural sound. "And I'm learning everything I can about what you like."
Coco's breath hitched, her eyes widening at his words.
"You're a quick learner, huh?" she teased, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Well, I guess we'll see about that." She leaned forward, her hands moving to his chest, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscrossed his skin. "You know what I like, Forge?" she murmured, her voice a low, sultry purr. "I like it when you're rough. When you take control. When you fuck me like you own me." Her words sent a shiver down his spine, a primal urge awakening within him.
He gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he flipped them over, his body pinning hers to the bed. He looked down at her, his storm-gray eyes locked onto her chocolate-brown ones, a dark intensity burning in their depths.
"Is that what you want, Coco?" he growled, his voice a low, guttural sound. "Do you want me to fuck you like I own you?"
Coco's breath hitched, her eyes widening at the raw, primal look in his eyes. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her core. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes.
Yes, I want that. I want you to fuck me like you own me, Forge."
Forge's eyes darkened, a primal urge awakening within him. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the softness of her skin, and it was intoxicating. He moved his hips, his cock sliding against her clit, making her gasp. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body fighting to adjust to his size, but he was relentless, his hips moving with a rhythm that was as natural as breathing.
He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth, exploring, tasting, demanding.
His hands moved to her wrists, pinning them above her head, his fingers wrapping around them, holding them in place. Coco moaned, her body arching against his, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard and erect.
Forge pulled back, his eyes locked onto hers, a dark intensity burning in their depths. "You're mine, Coco," he growled, his voice a low, possessive sound. "Tonight, you belong to me. Do you understand?" he asked, his voice a low, possessive growl that sent a shiver down her spine. Coco nodded, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs. "Yes, Forge," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I understand. I'm yours tonight." He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body fighting to adjust to his size, but he was relentless, his hips moving with a steady, unyielding rhythm.
Coco's breath came in short gasps, her chest heaving as she struggled to keep up with him. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her fingers digging into his hard muscles as she held on, her body arching against his with each thrust.
She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock as it filled her completely, stretching her, claiming her. He was relentless, his hips moving with a steady, unyielding rhythm, his body pinning hers to the bed, his hands holding her wrists captive above her head. Her body was on fire, her skin flushed with desire, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her orgasm approaching like a storm on the horizon.
Her body tensed, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she fought to hold back, to prolong the exquisite torture. But Forge was relentless, his hips moving with a steady, unyielding rhythm, his cock sliding against that sweet spot inside her that made her see stars.
"Fuck, Forge," she gasped, her head thrashing from side to side, her dark hair cascading across the pillow. I'm close. So close."
Forge's eyes darkened, a primal urge awakening within him at the sound of her words. He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth, demanding, possessive.
He could feel her body trembling beneath him, her pussy clenching around him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she fought to hold back, to prolong the exquisite torture.
"You're so close, aren't you?" he growled against her lips, his voice a low, guttural sound that sent shivers down her spine. "You're so close to coming, Coco."
Coco moaned, her head thrashing from side to side, her dark hair cascading across the pillow. "Yes," she gasped, her voice barely audible. "I'm so close.
Forge's hips moved faster, his cock sliding against that sweet spot inside her that made her see stars.
He could feel her body tensing beneath him, her pussy clenching around him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she fought to hold back, to prolong the exquisite torture. I can feel it building, Forge.
I can feel the pressure inside me, like a volcano ready to erupt. I'm so close, so close to coming," Coco gasped, her voice a low, desperate plea. She could feel the heat radiating from Forge's body, the hardness of his cock as it filled her completely, stretching her, claiming her.
So close to coming." Coco's voice was a ragged whisper, her body trembling beneath him as she teetered on the precipice of ecstasy. Forge's eyes locked onto hers, his storm-gray orbs filled with a dark intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. He knew she was close, could feel the way her pussy clenched around him, the way her breath hitched in her throat. He wanted to push her over the edge, wanted to make her come undone beneath him.
He released her wrists, his hands moving to her thighs, pushing them up and apart, opening her up to him.
Coco moaned, her body arching against his, her pussy clenching around him as he adjusted his position, his cock sliding against her clit with each thrust.
Forge's eyes locked onto hers, his storm-gray orbs filled with a dark intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "Come for me, Coco," he growled, his voice a low, commanding sound that sent a jolt of electricity through her. "I want to feel you come undone beneath me." Forge's voice was a low, guttural growl, his hips moving with a steady, unyielding rhythm, his cock sliding against her clit with each thrust. Coco's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed as she focused on the sensation of him filling her completely, his body pinning hers to the bed, his hands holding her thighs open, exposing her to him. Her body tensed, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her nails leaving half-moon marks on his skin. She was close, so close to coming undone beneath him.
She could feel the pressure building inside her, her orgasm just within reach. But she wanted more, needed more. She wanted to feel him lose control, to see the primal, unbridled passion that she knew was lurking beneath his stoic exterior.
"Harder, Forge," she gasped, her voice a low, desperate plea. "Fuck me harder. Make me come."
Forge's eyes darkened, a primal urge awakening within him at her words. He gripped her thighs tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her legs up, wrapping them around his waist.
Coco's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her chest heaving as she struggled to keep up with him but she feels him getting closer to and she knows he sterile from the augmentations that he was giving when becoming a spartan 2 so she knows no matter how much cum he pumps into her she won’t become pregnant so she wants him to creampie her.
She wants to feel him lose control, to see the primal, unbridled passion that she knows is lurking beneath his stoic exterior.
Forge's hips moved faster, his cock slamming into her with a force that made her gasp, his body pinning hers to the bed, his hands holding her thighs open, exposing her to him. He wanted to claim her, to mark her as his own, to fill her with his seed and make her his forever. Coco moans out her praises in his prowess in fucking her.
"Fuck, Forge, yes! Just like that! You're hitting that spot, baby! Oh god, yes!" Her voice is a symphony of pleasure, her body writhing beneath him, her breasts bouncing with each powerful thrust. Forge's eyes are locked onto her, taking in every expression, every movement, his body moving with a primal, instinctual rhythm that drives her wild.
He can feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin, the way her pussy clenches around him, pulling him deeper with each thrust. He wants to fill her, to claim her, to make her his forever.
He can feel the pressure building inside him, his orgasm approaching like a storm on the horizon. He wants to hold back, to prolong the exquisite torture, but Coco's words, her moans, her body writhing beneath him, push him closer to the edge.
"Cum inside me, Forge," she pants, her voice a low, sultry plea. "I want to feel you fill me up. I want you to mark me as yours."
Her words send a jolt of electricity through him, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with a force that makes her gasp.
He can feel the heat of her body, the way her pussy clenches around him, her body begging for his release.
"Fuck, Coco," he growls, his voice a low, guttural sound. "You feel so fucking good. I can't... I can't hold back much longer."
Coco's eyes flutter open, her chocolate-brown orbs locking onto his storm-gray ones. "Then don't," she whispers, her voice a low, sultry purr. "Let go, Forge. Come for me. Fill me up."
Her words push him over the edge, his orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave.
He groans, his head falling back, his body tensing as he releases inside her, his cock pulsing with each hot, sticky spurt. Coco moans, her body clenching around him, milking him for every last drop as her own orgasm rips through her, her body convulsing beneath him.
Forge collapses on top of her, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Coco wraps her arms around him, holding him close, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscross his back. They lie there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in sync.
Eventually, Forge rolls off her, his storm-gray eyes locked onto hers.
"You okay?" he asks, his voice a low, concerned rumble. Coco smiles, her chocolate-brown eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "More than okay," she purrs, her voice a low, sultry sound. "That was... that was something else, Forge." She props herself up on her elbows, her eyes roaming over his body, taking in the sight of his hard, sculpted muscles, the way his skin glistens with sweat, the way his cock still stands at attention, even after their intense session. "You're something else," she murmurs, her voice filled with admiration. Forge's eyes darken, a hint of vulnerability flashing in their depths.
"You're not just saying that to make me feel good, are you?" he asks, his voice a low, hesitant rumble. Coco chuckles, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek, her thumb brushing against his stubbled skin. "I wouldn't lie to you, Forge," she says, her voice soft yet firm. "You were amazing. You made me feel... incredible. Like I was the only woman in the world for you." She leans in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, tender kiss. "And I know that we are meant to be together forever for I care deeply for you my soldier boy. Plus you are the best fuck I every had no questions about it and I know it will only get better with you getting more experience.” Coco’s voice was a low, sultry purr, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her chocolate-brown orbs. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, tender kiss. “You’re something else, Forge,” she murmured, her voice filled with admiration. “You were amazing. Like I was the only woman in the world for you.”
Forge’s eyes darkened, a hint of vulnerability flashing in their depths. He reached up, his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing against her soft skin.
"I care for you too, Coco," he admitted, his voice a low, gruff sound. "More than I can express." He leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a soft, tender kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth, exploring, tasting, savoring. Coco moaned, her body melting against his, her arms wrapping around his neck, holding him close. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock as it began to stir against her thigh, ready for more.
Forge pulled back, his storm-gray eyes locked onto hers but he can see her becoming tired with him feeling it to.
Coco sighed, her rich chocolate-brown orbs blinking slowly, her mind still lost in the ecstasy that Forge had just given her. She slowly let go of him, her hands sliding down his hard, sculpted muscles, her fingers tracing the scars that crisscrossed his back. Forge groaned, his hips twitching as she touched him, his cock stirring to life once again. Coco smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement and lust. "Are you ready for round two already?" she teased, her voice a sultry purr that sent shivers down his spine. “For you need to wait tell we are both nice and clean up and rested for I’m going to teach you how to eat pussy my dear stud.” Coco said before she started to doze off while resting on top of him with Forge falling asleep not soon after.
The room was filled with the soft, rhythmic sound of their breathing, the air still warm and humid from their exertions. The sun had begun to set, casting long, golden shadows across the room, the light dancing on the sweat-slicked skin of their entwined bodies.
Forge woke first, his eyes fluttering open to find Coco still draped across him, her dark hair splayed across his chest like a silken curtain. He could feel the weight of her body, the softness of her skin, and it was a comforting, intimate feeling.