That Damn Smile

Pink panties. Second bed. New sheets.<br>He's on me before I settle, tattooed arms caging my smaller frame. I like the weight, the pressure, the way he takes without asking. My panties get pushed aside, not off, just moved like they're in the way of something more important. His mouth finds my neck, teeth grazing, sucking hard enough to leave marks. I arch into it, wanting more, always more.<br>When he enters, it's sudden and deep. No slow build, just immediate fullness that makes my back leave the mattress. I gasp, grip his shoulders, dig my nails in until I feel skin give. He doesn't flinch, just pounds harder, using my body like he's been waiting for this. Maybe he has.<br>I flip us, take control, ride him with my tits bouncing. His tattooed hands grab my waist, lift me, drop me back onto his cock with force that makes me see stars. I lean back, hands on his thighs, my hair tickling his skin, giving him the view of his cock stretching my pussy. The angle hits perfect and I whimper,

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