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oh she was in pure bliss. her face flushed bright pink already as seh dutifully took his cock. in and out over and over again, all while her own orgasm slowly started to rise. soon she was also cumming, her cunt squeazing against his length as her hand tried her best to hold onto him. his thrusts never slowing down, pushing her further and further over the edge.
❛ fuck don't stop .ᐟ please don't stop. cum inside me. fuck please cum inside me .ᐟ " her voice a shrill whine, begging and pleading for him to use her, turn her into his toy, anything at this point. she didn't want him to stop. she didn't want this to stop. she wanted him inside her forever. her lips found his, pulling him in once more, refusing to let him go. no, she wasn't ready to part from him just yet.
Loren hadn't realized he was working up a slight sweat as he drilled into her almost relentlessly, far more focused on not giving into the over stimulation from his first orgasm. Which was made even harder to endure once he felt her cunt squeezing around his cock. His face contorted like he was in pain, and to a certain degree, he was. It was only when she pulled him in for another kiss, did a sound of pleasure leave him.
"Oh my god..." He couldn't stop the words from leaving him, straightening up a little so he could admire and watch the way her cunt stretched and accepted every inch of him. The man had no words for how good she was making him feel, loving the way she whined his name for all to hear. "Just a few more times, baby." He whispered in her ear, before a hand moved to lift one of her legs onto his desk. "Have to make up for lost time."
their lives were already evolving into something unlike their past. each day she had been getting closer and closer to him, slowly taking up space where he woul previously not allow. now he was fucking her, making her whine and moan his name over and over again with each thrust. one of her hands slowly snaked down her torso, slowly rubbing circles against her clit. her big doe eyes slowly opening and closing as she let the pleasure slowly take over her.
❛ you're never getting rid of me now ------- fuck, that feels so good. “ last few words a whine as her fingers sped up, her cunt clenching and squeezing around his length as she felt herself slowly get lost within the pleasure he was providing. ❛ god you're so fuckin' big .ᐟ ”
Every single word and noise she made only spurred him on further, quite sure that the house staff was hearing everything that was transpiring between them but he couldn't bring himself to care. Instead, he finished unbuttoning his shirt and quickly pulled it off to ball it up and toss it aside, never faltering in rhythm or aggression. Then came the belt, pulled off in one motion and discarded before undoing his pants completely and pushing them down just enough to not be a hindrance.
Her words could only make him laugh breathlessly, cursing when he felt her clenching and squeezing around him. "Fuck, I'm close already." He warned, feeling that familiar pressure in his lower stomach building far to fast for his liking. "So damn tight.." He hissed, unable to help the fact that he immediately came, but rather than stop and revel in the orgasm, Loren only leaned over her to continue, wanting it so that by the time he was finished with her, she would be nothing but a mess and stuffed full of his seed.
❛ then don't stop . . . make me yours. " sentence finished with a whine as his hips snapped back before pushing forward, a surge of pain mixed with pleasure going through her body. she knew it would hurt for the first few thrusts, she knew her body would take a little time to get used to him thrusting inside, but when she did finally get used to it .ᐣ god she was in heaven. lips finding his. a passionate kiss broke out between them as she whined and moaned into his touch, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
❛ fuck baby, you feel so good. so so so good. " words whined out her glossy lips as her hands gripped the desk, making sure she could stay up right somewhat. making sure she didnt collapse into the furniture as she felt her legs slowly start to turn to jelly. god, she knew he had an effect on her but this .ᐣ god this felt so good.
Loren had no idea this is where his day would take him just from simply telling Rosalind he appreciated her sticking around. He expected to it to end like it always did, sharing a space silently, eating dinner and then going to bed in their respective rooms. Instead, he had her bent over his desk and finally fucking her like he longed fantasized about since their wedding night.
And now that he was here, how could he ever want to stop. She was tight, squeezed his cock in all the right ways, and only wanted more of him. All those months of suppressing his urges and desires were now being taken out on her, practically drilling into her with only one goal in mind. To fuck her until he had nothing left to give. "Had I known..." He whispered breathlessly. "You'd be this good at taking all of me, I'd have fucked you sooner." Of course, it wasn't like he bothered to try in the first place.
a wince left her lips as he bit her shoulder, one hand moving her blonde hair out of the way for him. well she knew he had a thing for her neck. always staring, always gazing upon it and well, with his kisses and teasing she knew her hair would only get in the way. not that her hair was the pressing issue they both had right now.
head twisted between wanting to prop her leg up and keeping it down. wanting to give him a better view of her cunt that he had waited for so long to have, vs letting him take her the way he wanted to. his length sliding further inside her stopped all those thoughs, instead she simply leaned down onto the oak desk. cheek pressed against the cool wood as she took a deep breath, letting his whole length finally slip inside her with ease. ❛ you're so fuckin' big . . . god your stretching me out. “ eyes looked up at him, a soft whine left her lips as she nodded. ❛ remind me again, why we haven't already done this .ᐣ you feel so good. ”
It felt like an eternity that he was working to ease into her, focusing on kissing and marking any available skin he could reach. It was only when she finally leaned onto the desk and relaxed that he completely bottomed out inside her, a low groan of blissful pleasure leaving him. She was so goddamn tight, he was sure that it wouldn't take much to make him come undone quickly.
Meeting her gaze, paired with the whine that left her, Loren could only wrap a hand around her neck and pull her back up so that he could lean down and kiss her. There were a thousand reasons why he didn't want to do this, all having to do with not wanting to hurt her, but now that they had reached this moment, all those reasons seemed irrelevant now. "Because I didn't want to hurt you." He finally answered, the sentence being punctuated with a blissful groan as hips drew back and surged forward slowly. "Now I'm not sure if I'll be able to stop." He admitted, holding her gaze as he broke into a steady rhythm.
his movements caught her off guard. rosalind was sure he wouldn't fall for her tricks, that he would simply send her away like all the times before, but clearly, he was very much a changed man. a changed man with an appitite for her. a small squeal left her lips as he picked her up, hands already pulling at the other buttons of his shirt. she was only able to get a few more off before she was placed down unceremoniously, causing her to pout a little. lips were about to say something but then she felt it.
his cock pressing against her cunt, prodding against her entrance, begging for entry. fuck she could feel how big he was, she could only feel his tip, but she already knew this would be a squeeze. hands started to pull her dress off herself, the fabric quickly discarded on the oak desk, her eyes peering over her shoulder at him. ❛ fuck you're so big . . . be gentle. let me get used to you first. " words less of an instruction and more of her begging. she didn't want to pull something or hurt herself during their first time. no, she wanted them to go for rounds and rounds until they couldn't take it anymore.
Loren felt the maddening lust consume his every thought and action, a consequence of depriving himself of this, just like she pointed out. There would be another time to admit she was right, but at the moment, all he could do was run his gaze along the length of her back, dress now very much out of his way. He leaned down, lips pressing kisses of claim and desire from her shoulder blade up towards the back of her neck. There would be plenty of time to mark every inch, he would make sure of that. He did as she requested, easing into her at a painstakingly slow pace that he couldn't help but bite her shoulder a bit. Not wanting to hurt her any further, his hands found the solid surface of his desk beneath her, arms locking and muscles tensing. Just a bit longer, he told himself, stopping when she tensed up and only continuing when he felt her relax for him. "Jesus Christ!" He hissed through clenched teeth, eyes snapping open to look down and see for himself that he was nearly there. "Almost..." The man uttered with a shaky breath.
MAN OF STEEL‧ DIR. ZACK SNYDER
❛ do you want to know what i think about when im all alone in my room .ᐣ when you go out and leave me alone in that big bed of mine . . . " she knew what she was doing, prodding and poking at him, but the ache between her thighs was enough to make her contiue. her fingers traced up his arms, landing against his chest. fingertips already invading his shirt, slowly unbuttoning the top few buttons.
❛ you. i think about you. putting me in all kinds of positions, using those big hands of yours to throw me around. god, i imagine what your tongue could do. then i imagine how you will feel stretching me out . . . making me scream your name over and over again. “ each word teased at him, her lips pressing small kisses against his cheek, down to his neck. her teeth grazing his skin before she looked up, her big doe eyes on him. ❛ you can't hurt me if you get me wet enough . . . and im pratically soaked. ” one hand slowly guided his down her hip, stopping just shy of her underwear, heer skirt already riding up, giving him a good view of the pale panties she chose to wear this morning. ❛ i need you. i've needed you for a long time. touch me. please touch me. "
He'd never been one to be rendered useless when it came to a woman trying to seduce him, but sitting there with Rosalind on his lap, undoing the buttons on his shirt as she spoke, Loren felt absolutely useless. Like all he could do was sit there and listen. And that's exactly what he did, his mouth going dry the more she went into detail about her fantasies. He swallowed, hard to do when his mouth was as dry as it was, and just when he found the will to try and end it, she looked up at him with those big brown eyes. The large man felt something inside of him snap viciously as he let her guide his hand downwards.
He had no words for her, only the innate want and need to give into her pleas. Hell, he shared the same fantasies and desires as her. The larger part of his brain should have said no, but how could he think rationally when she bared herself to him and gave him permission to act. A hand came up to cup the back of her neck, pulling her into another lip bruising kiss, a sense of urgency and frenzy taking over his actions. The hand on her hip blindly felt for the fabric of her underwear, grabbing the material and yanking sharply on the material so that it tore. His mouth moving to practically assault her throat as his other hand dropped to finish ripping the fabric of her panties apart. He had one goal on his mind as he picked her up bridal style and shot to his feet. He crossed his study in a few long steps, setting her down in front of his desk to bend her over the surface of it. He didn't even bother with undoing the button of his pants yet, he was far to side tracked with wanting to be deep inside of her that it was enough for the moment to simply yank the zipper down, pull his already hard cock out and press the tip against her entrance.
each and every kiss they made pushed her closer and closer to her edge. so when he pulled back, pushing rosalind away from him, something cracked inside her. if she wanted him, she had to show him she could take him. take every single inch. no matter how much he thought it would hurt her. blonde figure slowly stood up, the gap between them slowly fading as her hands traced up his arms. ❛ you've denied yourself this the entirety of our marriage. “ a small pause as she looked up at him. ❛ why pull back now .ᐣ now that you have me in your grip. now that you finally have me .ᐣ ”
blonde didn't wait for his answer. why would she .ᐣ she knew what it would be, how this would end. hands gripped him, slowly pushing him towards the chair she was once sitting in. pushing him to sit down before she could take her seat on his lap. no urgency, simply a wife telling her husband what she wanted in the only way that could get his attention. ❛ i do not expect anything from you. if you wish to stop at a kiss or two, we can. but i would like to spend some time with you. allow me that at least, please .ᐣ "
Loren wasn't quite sure how it all happened, it felt like a blur that he was kneeling in front of her, and now he was sitting in the chair she once occupied and now she was on his lap. It felt like his brain blacked out somewhere in the middle, but her words had drawn a confused look from him. He could tell she wanted it as badly as him, and if she weren't so tiny, he probably would have given in. But his fears of hurting her were far more greater than any desire he felt.
"It's not-" He started, shaking his head with a blink. "I don't trust myself to not hurt you." The man finally answered, shifting a little under her because even if he could have moved her, her request to simply spend time with him wasn't unreasonable.
oh she was hungry. starving for his touch. every little kiss. every little touch, reminded her that she was beyond desperate for him. figure sat up, both arms wrapping around his shoulders, pulling her body flush with his. her lust was almost as bad as his, pulling them both into their own little bubble where only they, and they alone needed to be. an almost whine left her lips as she felt herself go past the point of no return, the point where both of them could easily do things they had not yet thought of.
yet this whole time, she had not pulled away from him. instead she remained tangled up in his embrace. her body pulling him closer and closer until he could feel her heartbeat.
Each and every kiss made it nearly impossible for him to stop. She was far too easy to get lost in and that was dangerous for Loren. A man who prided himself on his self-restraint and control, losing any sense of the words as he moved closer to the chair, a hand gripping an arm for leverage as he pushed her back into the chair. His body was growing hot, feeling that ugly and yet tempting head of greed and desire show itself.
A frown made it's way onto his features despite the desperate way he kissed her, like he couldn't control his own body. And it certainly felt that way. Who would want to stop when she was soft, small, and returned every ounce of energy he was giving her. "No-" He blurted out, pulling back sharply, chest heaving as he looked at Rosie like a life line despite being the one who stopped everything. "I can't-" Was all he could rasp despite all the visible signs of very much wanting to continue appearing.
one hand lightly gripped his arm, the other was now pressing against his chest, as if she was reminding him she was here and she was okay. her heart hammered inside her chest, so loud that she was petrified that he could hear it. but then, their lips touched and everything just seemed right with the world. a soft hum left her throat as the grip around his arm tightened just slightly.
she didn't want to let him go, rosalind didn't want this to end, but she pulled back slightly. ❛ you don't have to be so gentle with me. i won't break. i'm not as fragile as you think i am. " just a small reminder for him. in case he ever forgot who he married. she was not a quitter. she also was not scared of a little pain if it meant she could have him. that they could finally be a proper married couple.
Loren found it strange to be so aware and present and yet lost in the sensation of her lips all at the same time. When she pulled back, he was frozen in place, realizing what just happened but he didn't immediately withdraw like he was bitten. Instead, he stayed there, processing the fact that he enjoyed the kiss, enjoyed kissing her. And recognizing the urge and want to continue.
He wanted to protest her words, should have ended it after that first kiss. But he was starving for a connection beyond transactional lust, something he felt clearly for Rosalind. Hands found her waist, leaning into her further as he kissed her like his life depended on it.
her eyes watched his. her hand ghosting over his, almost scared that her touch would make him run for the hills. but yet she stayed still, letting him trace every inch of her unmade face. letting his fingers feel across her cheek and jaw, until they were face to face, nothing between them but their heavy breathing and the silence of his wing of the home.
she nodded slightly, not that he needed her permission for anything. he already knew he could touch her whenever he wanted. he need simply ask. she had already told him, she was his and she meant every single word. ❛ of course you can. " words almost a whisper as she let her hand lightly brush against his arm. fingers splayed out across the fabric of his shirt, just hovering for now.
His heart was racing madly inside of his chest, so loud that he could hear it in his ears. He hadn't even known he was breathing hard until she spoke. Didn't realize how tense and coiled he was, waiting to release. The last time he did this was their wedding day, and it was nothing like this moment. That kiss was for show and obligation. This was far different, and far more scary to him.
But at the same time, he wanted it. So so badly. Badly enough that there was a surge of primal need to claim her in every single way. It coursed through him like lightning, enough that he stilled for a brief moment, unsure of himself. It was only a moment, before he finally decided to let go and kissed her softly at first, testing the moment and inwardly loving the way her lips felt on his.
OH SHE HAD WAITED MONTHS FOR THIS ; for him to finally say what they both knew deep down. they had been getting closer and closer. small moments here and there. of course rosalind tried to give him space. tried being the main word. yet she always found herself in his office, tucked away in a corner, book in her lap. quietly and simply watching him do his work between chapters of her increasing pile of books. but thats what they liked. they were never going to be a normal couple. they were never going to be anything but strange and well, thats what made this bond more special.
❛ you don't have to thank me. i already told you i was in this for the long term and i do not quit. even when people make things increasingly hard for me " her last few words a jab for him, but yet she smiled. hands putting her book to the side, figure shifting so it was finally facing him. oh she wanted to reach out. wanted to touch him. but even she knew that would be a stretch for them right now.
Loren didn't realize how close he was to her until she put her book down and turned to give him her full attention. His eyes widened for a brief moment before regaining composure and leaning back slightly. He was all so rusty at this; feelings, vulnerability. But he had to try. He owed her that much since she was willing to bend and adjust to his disposition. "That's why I have to thank you." His deep voice answered once again, leaning a bit closer once more.
There was another reason Loren didn't touch Rosie. The sheer size difference between them had instilled a bit of fear in him. A hand moved slowly up to her face, calloused thumb ghosting over her cheekbone slowly, finally taking the moment to really see Rosalind for who she was up close. He swallowed loudly, the delicate touch slipping down her cheek to her jawline, fingertips tracing along the underside of her jaw to hook a finger under her chin. By that point, his body was acting of it's own accord, muscle memory in a sense. "Can I kiss you?"
