She tasted like the sweetest wine. I wanted to drink more. Lap at her clit. Drink the juices from her pussy all night. But my cock was aching for its own taste of her.

How did I tell my bear to calm down? How did I lock him in his chains while I feasted and drank from Bri?

I held her warm soft body. I laid her on the couch while I stripped. I didn’t have time for a seductive back and forth. There was no getting-to-know-you. We had one night like this.

I leaned forward, kissing her tits, sucking one into my mouth until it was hard between my teeth. She bucked and I smiled at the power I held over her body.

She eyed my cock. I didn’t know if it was admiration or fear. Maybe both. I grabbed a condom from my pocket and ripped open the packet. I sheathed it over my wide dick. I had to push back the primal need to fill her with my seed. I couldn’t claim her, not tonight. Not when everything between us was already a lie.

The more I kissed and touched her, the more my bear wanted to plant cubs inside her, but I knew that was the beast in me. I wasn’t taking a mate tonight.

“On your knees, pretty girl,” I ordered.

She rose forward. I turned her to face the back of the couch and climbed on the cushions behind her. Her tits draped over the sofa and I grabbed them in my hands, squeezing and kneading her flesh. I kissed the back of her neck as my cock nudged between her legs.

Her breathing was heavy and erratic.

She whimpered when I began to push into her. Fuck. She was tight. I knew I was stretching her sweet entrance. I hovered in that spot, relishing how hot and constricting her walls were.

“Oh God,” she moaned. “Please. Please.”

“Shh.” I brushed the hair from her neck, kissing behind her ear. “I do everything else fast. But fucking is slow. We’re going to take our time.”

She gasped as I began to slide inside her, spreading her pussy with the width of my steel rod.

I groaned. She felt too fucking good. My eyes closed, trying to reel it back in. I was losing it.

She leaned into me, sinking on my shaft with possessive force. Fuck. She was incredible. I twisted her nipples between my fingers, until she cried out with pleasure. I felt a quick grip around my cock the more I tugged.

“Like that,” I commanded.

I pinched her tit and she squeezed me like a vise.

I was almost there. Almost home inside her. Another jagged tug and we’d be lost in an electric climax. I flicked over the hardened points and she sank hard as I thrust forward. We both yelped with pleasure.

I breathed into her neck as my dick moved inside her heat. I wanted to own her. Possess her. Bury myself deeper and deeper. I pushed her against the sofa, raising up for a higher angle. I slammed into her as I spread her knees wider.

“Oh God.” She breathed. “That’s amazing. So good. I want more. Please.”

I grinned devilishly. We had only gotten started. She had no idea how good this could be. She met each of my thrusts with an equal counter-thrust. She was unbelievable.

I pulled out of her, spinning her around and pushing her on her back. She looked up at me as I raised her ankles to my shoulders and drove myself home again, pumping deep in her beautiful pussy.

I watched in awe as her hands stroked her nipples. She continued the same plucking movements as I had done when I was behind her. Each one forcing her walls to tighten around my dick with extreme pressure.

“Keep doing that, baby.”

She nodded. Her eyes filled with lust.

I rocked into her. Bouncing her tits from her hands. I knocked into the coffee table.

“Damn it. I need more room.”

We were both losing any sense of control. I needed more. I kicked the table out of my way, sending it to topple over out of the way.

I reached forward, lifting her up as my cock slipped out and hung freely.

“I need a bed to fuck you properly.”

She smiled. “By all means, we should fuck properly. This is a proper game, isn’t it?”

I grinned. “By morning, you will have been fucked every way possible and proper,” I added with a wicked promise.

She bit her lip as if she was considering the options. Her arms circled my neck and she drew me toward her lips for a kiss. She purred against my tongue as I carried her to the bed.

I dropped her in the center of the bed and she quickly crawled toward me. Her hand wrapped around my cock, rolling the condom off the tip.

“What the hell?” I scowled at her, but as soon as her lips pressed to the crown of my shaft the anger was gone.

“I want a taste too.” She pouted. “It’s in the way of what I want.”

“By all means. Don’t hold back, baby.”

Her tongue licked the top, drawing the bead of dew to the surface. She traced the throbbing vein along the side, circling my balls as I gasped for air. She was playful and deliberate. Like a siren leading me to dangerous waters.

She planted herself on all fours as I pushed my cock between her lips.

“Fuck,” I growled, watching her do her best to take me to her throat. She coated my shaft, bobbing her head. “Spread your legs when you do that,” I ordered.

Her eyes met mine, but she listened, separating her knees. Back and forth, she worked my cock until I was deeper. I saw her eyes water, but she was relentless, swirling her tongue. Sucking and giving me the best fucking blow job I’d ever had.

God, she looked beautiful with my cock buried in her mouth. Those pouty lips were meant for my dick. Every time I thrust forward I caught a glimpse of her glistening pussy. Wet for me. Ready for me.

“Aww shit. I’m not coming like this.” I tilted her chin upward as I slid myself from the sweetest heaven it had known. My spine was starting to tingle and if I didn’t redirect things I was going to come in her throat.

She rose forward on her knees, pressing her breasts to my chest.

She was warm. Her skin like silk.

What the fuck had I gotten myself into?