She'd never talked during sex, her husband had grunted and called her crude words on occasion but she had tuned him out, smarting from the humiliation that he wanted a whore of a wife. Sometimes he'd made her feel dirty. But this other man had got her in a far dirtier position and he hadn't made her feel humiliated. She'd wound her legs around him to take hold of him. She could feel him subsiding and relaxing into her frame as she run her fingers through his hair and trailed light burning kisses on his neck and face. Later she'd turned to switch off the light and his hand stopped her. His breath lingered as he kissed her shoulder and neck as he knelt behind her and took hold of her hips. Plunging into her depths, he kept the rocking motion that made her keen with desire. She leaned forward and dropped her head to the mattress, enjoying the rush this gave her. He enveloped her with his body and continued kissing every part of her he could reach while she panted harder.
'I've wanted to fuck you since I first saw you. Doesn't it feel good to be desired in such a way?' He playfully whispered to her. She groaned her assent.
It did feel good to be sheathed in lust. Her nipples tingled and grew harder than ever at the thought. After a while she leaned even more forward and relaxed onto the bed in the massage position that had started it all. Grabbing a pillow, she eased it under her hips for an angle that redefined pleasure. She was a quick learner he noted with pleasure. He changed the pace and anchored her to the bed hard and fast, her moans rising and falling with the mattress. She could tell that the feeling was different for him now, it was frenzied and jagged and the heat had turned into lightening. His open hand slapped one exposed cheek and she cried out at the impact flashing its way through her aching centre. She could feel her pleasure mounting as she could feel his, lying on top of her with the clasping and unclasping of his fingers on her shoulders to tell her. It felt wonderful but it wasn't the roller coaster she had experienced earlier. It was his turn to lose himself in the moment. She abandoned herself to the pace of his thrust. He buried his head in her neck as the final shudders overtook him and moaned so softly she was surprised. She hadn't known he was capable of making such a gentle sound.