Samantha’s clothes were the enemy.

He was going to make short work of them.

With a few swift motions her shirt was gone, followed by her pants, leaving her standing there in her bra and panties, her hair falling gently down her shoulders and landing just above her nipples. The bra had to go, there was just no way around it, but this time she didn’t need Riley to rip it off—and rip was exactly what he intended to do—before she reached behind herself and unclasped it, revealing her tight, round, creamy white breasts. Riley stared for as long as he could, which wasn’t long. He had to move. His cock was already in motion, growing rapidly in his pants until it was thrust against the front of his pants, waiting to be unleashed. 

He left it in its place for now, but instead stepped forward and pulled Samantha towards him. This time it would be him who dropped to his knees, his face now sitting right in front of her soaked panties, and soon they’d be gone. He used his teeth this time, literally biting onto the side of her panties and pulling back like an animal until they ripped. Samantha looked down, more turned on than she’d ever been, watching this big, strong man literally tear her panties away, revealing her wet nakedness. He stayed on his knees. He had work to do. Once her panties were discarded like an animal carcass, he turned and faced her again, spreading her thighs open gently with both of his hands. Putting his head underneath her he stuck his tongue out to tease the outside of her lips, dancing the very edge of his wet tongue around in loose circles. Every few times around he’d tease her clit, running the edge of his tongue a little harder towards the top of her wet pussy, making her gasp in please. 

But it’s when he decided to stop teasing and go to work that the real pleasure began. His tongue wasn’t enough. Now he also needed his hands for the assist. He reached up with two fingers of his left hand and spread her open, then lifted his head to let his tongue do the heavy lifting. He plunged it inside of her, in, out, and around her hole, tasting her as his saliva melded with her juices. With his other hand he reached around behind her and squeezed her ass, pulling her even closer as he continued to work.

He let his tongue dance over her clit, again and again, getting her more excited and turned on with each motion, while simultaneously putting his index finger deep inside of her. She reached down, grabbed onto his hair, and pulled. She didn’t know what else to do. She was near paralyzed in complete ecstasy, feeling her building orgasm with each firm press of his tongue against her. That wasn’t how she wanted to finish, however. 

She pulled him up, and Riley stood to his feet, still dressed, as she kissed him as hard as she could. Wrapping her arms around his neck as they kissed, she leapt into the air and threw both legs around him. He caught her easily, never breaking from their epic kiss, and squeezing her as tightly as his arms would allow. She did the same with her legs, and he could feel her wetness against his stomach, through his shirt, and it was warm and inviting, and at once his pants needed to go away. He placed her down and she undid his belt frantically. Within a few seconds his pants and boxers lay alongside her ripped underwear on the floor, and she leapt up once again. He held her with one hand, and with the other he reached down and put himself inside of her. Once he was in he could feel the constriction of her pussy as she clamped down, and he held onto her ass cheeks like anchors, and thrust his whole body against her.

The sound of her pelvis slamming against his body turned them both on, as the slap of sweaty bodies rang out in the room, and the friction they created made them both wonder how long they could last. Riley was more turned on than he’d been in a long time, and he could have come right then and there, but it wasn’t about him. This time was for Samantha, and there’d be no stopping, and no worry about his own pleasure, until she was taken care of. He continued to slam her body into his as they kissed, their tongues interlocked inside their warm mouths, which had become one. Their lips hurt from kissing because they were pressing so hard, unsure of which sensation felt the best. 

He put her down and spun her around, forcing her hands against the wall in front of them, and pressing her head down so that her ass was against him. He entered her once more, sliding in like a warm knife through butter, and pumping in and out slowly, feeling every inch of his manhood as it caressed the walls of her pussy. His hands were on her hips, but the truth was that they weren’t necessary. She was doing most of the work, rotating her ass on his cock in slow circles. He stood still as she worked his cock, his eyes closed at times, open at others, but all the while the sensation of her wet and tight cunt against his dick made him totally prepared to lose control at any second. He took a few deep breaths, remembering his promise to himself not to come too fast, at least until she had come first, but every time she moved against him he knew his promise might be broken. He slowed his pace, reaching around and grabbing onto her face. 

To his surprise she leaned into the hand that was on her cheek and started sucking on his fingers, hard, taking three in her mouth at the same time. Her suction was so tight that the sensation ran through his fingertips, down his body, and into his cock, which was still deep inside of her. He instinctually started moving again, flowing in and out of her, faster and faster, as she sucked on his fingers like a champion. When she let go, he put both hands on her shoulders and used that position to amplify the force of his pumping. He felt himself getting dangerously close, so he slowed again, instead trading speed and frequency for a few well timed slams so deep inside of her that she gasped every time he hit. “Fuck me harder!” she yelled. “Hit me as hard as you can!” He obliged, bending his knees so that his cock would enter at a 45 degree angle. But after a few minutes he was too close to keep going. 

Samantha knew why he kept stopping, and it turned her on even more that he was so turned on. She decided to help. “Keep going, it’s okay!” she yelled, looking back as much as she could. When she turned her head he leaned in and kissed her, wrapping his arm around her neck and thrusting into her with all the force he could generate, faster and faster. This time, as he did, she reached down between her own legs to play with her clit, rubbing in ever faster circles with her fingertips, as they both felt the explosion of pleasure rapidly approaching. “That’s it, right there, don’t stop fucking me!”

“I’m gonna come right now!”

“Come!” she screamed. “Come right in my pussy.”

“Ahh!”

He exploded inside of her, and a second later he felt the squeeze of her pussy as her orgasm encompassed her entire body. When she relaxed he pulled out, and she turned around to face him. They kissed again, slowly, and the sweat from their bodies made them slide against one another. 

“Now, see,” she said. “That was so much better than a movie.”

“I still say we should have filmed it.”

“Another time,” she said, giving him the eye and collapsing on his bed. “I’m into it.”

“I think I just fell in love.”

“You did,” she joked. “It was bound to happen sooner or later.” 

They laid next to each other and snuggled up. As always was the case, pure comfort and happiness was a fleeting thing for Riley, and soon he’d be back on the track of a monster, only he’d have his brothers in blue with him. But for a few minutes, anyhow, he decided to just bask in the moment, being there with the woman he was falling in love with. It was a good place to be.