"Dylan." I say breathily, as he pushes me down onto the large soft bed.
"I like it when you say my name." He smirks and gets on top of me. He kisses me deeply, and he flexes his hips against mine.
"Fuck!" I gasp at the amazing sensation. His erection pushing into me. He slips a hand under my shirt and trails it up to my bra. He traces the outline with the tip of his finger, making me shiver with delight. He takes off my shirt and throws it across the room. His shirt is already off, showing off his muscled and tanned stomach and chest. He deftly unhooked my bra and discards that as well. He leans down and kisses each breast softly. He moves his hand to my left breast and uses his finger to tease me. His mouth clamps down around my other nipple and he sucks on it gently at first, but then with more urgency. He pulls and tweaks my other nipple at the same time, leaving me writhing beneath him in pleasure.
"Should I make you come this way?" He asks pulling away and leaving my breasts unattended to.
"Please.." I whisper, my voice thick with need.
"Say it." He commands.
"Please make me come." I say again. He reaches down to my pantie line and slips his hand in.
"You're so ready." He smiles, feeling my wetness against his fingers. I squirm beneath him and buck my hips, looking for some pressure.
"Stay still baby." He coos and rubs his middle finger along my sex, igniting the blood in my veins. I spasm at the intense feeling, and whimper. He moves his long skilled finger down to my opening and gently inserts it. He strokes the front walk of my vagina a few times and I almost come.
"Dylan please." I beg him, barely managing to get the words out. He strokes me a few more times and then pumps his finger in and out. Again, just as I'm about to come, he stops. I whimper in frustration and move my hips, hoping to find release.
"You're so sensitive," he smirks at me, "that's good. It will make this all the more fun." He says sadistically. He strokes me again, and he leans down and teases my nipple with his mouth. His tongue flicks across my nipple, sending shivers down my spine. He repeats this process a few more times, each time not allowing me to come. My body feels like a rubber band about to snap. Then Dylan removes his fingers and my panties. He takes off his jeans and boxers, letting his large erection spring free. He then slams into me, and the pleasure is so intense that I come loudly, calling his name.
"Oh baby, just wait." He smirks and pulls back. He thrusts into me, sending another wave of pleasure through my body.
I gasp and grip the sheets beneath me tightly. He thrust into me harder and picks up a fast pace. I feel myself building towards release. My back arches off the bed and Dylan circles his hips.
"Fuck me Dylan!" I yell as he picks up speed. He leans down and kisses me hard while continuing to fuck me.
"You. Feel. So. Good." He pants between each thrust. I rock my hips and meet his which makes him go deeper. I am so close to release that one word could make me come.
"Give it to me." Dylan growls and thrusts deeper.
"AH! Dylan!" I moan as I come. My insides clench around him and he thrusts one more time and then comes inside of me.
"Fuck!" He shouts, and collapses on top of me, his weight pushing me into the soft mattress. His body is glistening with sweat, making him all the more gorgeous. He kisses my neck and pulls out of me. He lays on his side facing me. I am utterly spent and I try and fight off sleep. I don't succeed, and fall into a deep exhausted sleep.