“Where are we?” she asks. “How are we already here?”

I give her a smirk. “You’re safe here for now,” I say.

She sees the look in my eye. Her face goes red. She realizes that I’ve brought her into an oasis of safety. A lavishly appointed safehouse in the middle of the fucking urban jungle. Paid for by the mob. For situations where we need to hide out.

“What are you going to do to me?” she asks. Her breathing gets heavy. She’s flushed.

My cock is hard. We’re ready.

I place my hands on her hips and, without breaking eye contact, I pull her into me. I lean in, brush my lips against hers, and run the tip of my tongue between her lips.

I feel her warm breath against my mouth, and my cock hardens up in a fraction of a second. My heart starts to drum up a song of lust and desire, and boiling blood rushes down to between my thighs. Fuck, I’m so hard I’m surprised my cock hasn’t torn the fabric of my pants.

“Is this all for me?” She asks, placing one hand on my crotch and flattening the palm of her hands against the bulging shape hiding underneath the fabric. Before I have the time to reply, she goes down on her knees and hooks her fingers on my belt. She unbuckles it fast, and then pulls my zipper down.

She moves fast, tilting her head sideways and pressing her mouth against my cock, over the fabric of my boxer briefs. She gives me one hard suck and then, moving fast again, she pulls my boxers down. My cock springs free in a moment, almost slapping her cheek, and then she just dives into it.

Opening her mouth wide, she rolls her lips down the length of my shaft, only stopping when I feel the tip of my cock against the back of her throat. She starts bobbing her head back and forth, doing it as fast as is humanly possible, and I just place my hands on top of her head and exhale sharply.

Fuck, she’s good.

She keeps on sucking me until I feel ready to explode, and I just force myself to stop. I tangle my fingers in her hair, forcing her to be still, and then she pops my cock out of her mouth and looks up at me, her eyes wide with desire.

“Come here,” I whisper, pulling her up to her feet. Before she has the chance to do anything, I press her against the wall and crush my lips on hers. I slip my tongue past her lips, parting them, and both our tongues start a frenzied dance.

Her hands slide down the side of my body, and then she jumps up and into me, crossing her legs around my waist. She draws me in, locking me in place, and I allow instinct to take the steering wheel.

I let my pants drop down my legs, and then I push her dress up to her waist, revealing her black lace thong.

“Let’s get that off,” I groan, hooking my fingers on her thong and pulling it against her outer thigh. I hear the fabric rip, and that’s music to my ears. I brush my fingertips against her pussy, and feeling it wet, I feel a lustful smile taking over my lips.

She’s more than ready.

Now it’s the time to make her mine.

Grabbing her by the hair, I force her to throw her head back and just press my body against hers, the tip of my cock brushing against her wet pussy lips.

“I want it, I want it now,” she whispers, pure desperation coating her lips. Well, I’m more than happy to answer her sweet pleas. Without saying a word, I simply close my eyes and push my cock inside her pussy, thunder and lightning shooting up my spine as I feel my shaft parting her inner lips.

Her warmness, her tightness…it’s almost too much.

But I keep control. I’m always in control.

Slowly, I start to thrust, and I feel her hands roaming over my back. Her fingernails draw awkward lines over my shoulder blades, hard enough to leave a mark, but I barely feel it. My brain is busy with its task, which is processing the tightness of her pussy.

I keep on thrusting, slowly picking up the pace. I go faster as I hear her moans of pure delight, the sound of her voice making me lose all control. I’m always in control, I know…but sometimes you gotta let go.

This is one of these times.

I fuck her as hard as I can, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. My hips move as if I’m possessed, and I can’t even feel anything. I’m instinct, raw adrenaline. I’m everything a man’s supposed to be, and then some more.

She knows it too.

I can tell by the way she’s moaning.

“Come for me,” I whisper into her ear, my lips moving slowly as they brush against her skin. “Do it,” I insist, and I feel her pussy becoming even tighter around my shaft. That makes me go even harder, and it doesn’t take long for her moans to turn into screams of pure delight.

Her inner walls become as tight as a vise around my cock, and this time I can’t resist it. I lay my forehead on her shoulder and groan, ecstasy taking over me. My cock twitches inside her pussy, and I feel fire climbing up my shaft.

Before I even know what’s happening, she pushes me back just as I’m about to come. She goes down on her knees in front of me and dives into me, opening her mouth and taking my ready-to-explode cock inside her mouth.

I come inside her mouth, resting my hands on top of her head and breathing so hard I think my lungs will collapse.

“Fuck,” I groan as I fill up her mouth. She doesn’t move as I finish coming, and I can’t help but smile as I see beads of cum dripping down her lips.

“That was…I don’t even know how to describe,” she whispers, looking up at me and wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

“No need for descriptions,” I tell her, that devilish grin still on my lips. “What you did just now was all I needed.”

“I could go on forever,” she tells as she goes up to her feet.

“Maybe I could too,” I chuckle.