[PAST] It's a Whore's World

Mina tilted her pelvis so that as he sank back into her wanton heat he'd slide, skin to skin, right along her hungry slit, her back curving downwards in a way that was more obscene than what he did to her body, eyes fluttering shut as her hands dug into sheet, gripping the well laundered fabric tight. She swallowed hard, when his fingers tweaked a sensitive nipple, as he pulled from her again, when his hand wrapped in her tresses and pulled her hard. He was right, they always fucked like Gods, unabashedly, nothing hid between them in those moment. You like the idea of it, don't you, she teased as her head was held back at an angle that allowed him further access to her throat. Me absolutely begging you to wreck me so much, so hard, that not even your medicines could stop a babe taking hold. A familiar fantasy that many men liked to hear.

Breeding, it seemed, wasn't something just in animal husbandry, but in the bedroom too, for some men, she'd reflect on that another time, when she wasn't three seconds away from feeling the familiar sensation of thick, hot liquid rolling out of her, down her thighs, dripping to the sheets below. At least he had the foresight to bring them to the bottom of the bed this time -- they wouldn't have to sleep in the wet spot later. Teeth along her skin erased any more thoughts she could have on that, body moving on instinct alone now, the low heat gathering in her abdomen, pooling, threatening to ruin them both. Her muscles clenched hard, when his fingers slid along her hip, holding her in place, trying to hold him in place too. She didn't want to feel him pull from her, to feel the emptiness that would follow. Right there Ruth, right there! FUCK!

She tensed, stars exploding behind tightly clenched eyes, before the feeling raced, outward, electricity along her spine, tingling down to her fingers and toes, the unknowable feeling of the ends of her hair being alive with feeling, even as she felt her hand batted away, felt his fingers slide across newly slick skin as her head fell down, eyes opening wide so she could watch his last few strokes into her body, could watch the rivulets running down her thighs, before her chest sunk down into the sheets. She was drenched in sweat, an honest feeling that came from her time with him, when she'd feel her body slick in ways it wouldn't for others. And slowly, as her senses started to come back to her, she heard the cheer go up from downstairs. Think they heard us.. Mina quipped, breathlessly, as she rolled her hips with his fingers. Now lay down and let me suck you back hard for round two.

@Ruth Yoesif