Shaking her head, she said, “No, but when I said I’m yours to do what you want with, I meant it.”

My balls tightened at the fucking thought.  Hell, Carla was fast becoming my perfect fuck.  I shifted so I was kneeling over her, and stroked my dick while I positioned my balls over her mouth.  Her mouth instantly opened and took hold of them, and I shut my eyes while I savoured the feel of her wet warmth.  She knew what she was doing, and built it like a fucking expert until I felt myself reach the point where I had to rein it in if I didn’t want to blow over her face.  I reluctantly stopped her and moved away from her mouth, shifting back on the bed.

Our eyes met and she licked her lips.  Smiling at me, she murmured, “As much as I love this whole control thing you’ve got going on, I really want to use my hands.  Your cock would feel good in my hands.”

“Baby, my cock is gonna feel good in your pussy.  Forget your fuckin’ hands.”  My usual preference was to fuck women in silence; get in, get out and move on.  And to have full control of it.  Carla’s preference to talk and be involved was testing me, however it was also arousing the fuck out of me.  I trailed my fingers over her breasts and circled her nipples before reaching for her neck and roughly pulling her to a sitting position.  It was time to fuck her now.  My usual level of restraint was being tested tonight; I needed to feel her pussy around me.

Leaning in to kiss her, I took in the expression on her face; she was so fucking aroused and ready for me, and that hit me in the gut.  My desire to have her warred with my love of drawing this shit out; a part of me wanted to make this last all night long, but I knew there was no way I could wait any longer.  “Gonna fuck you now, darlin’, and it’s gonna be rough.  I hope you’re up for that,” I said, my eyes searching hers for confirmation this was what she wanted.  As much as I was a man who demanded control, I never took what wasn’t offered.

She pressed her lips to mine, and kissed me hard, giving me what I needed.  “Take it all, Havoc.  I want your cock and I want it rough.”

My movements were fast; I slid off the bed, taking her with me.  Standing at the edge of the bed, I positioned her so she was laying on the bed in front of me, her legs raised to my chest.  I wanted to watch my cock in her, wanted to see her pussy take it.  Gripping her ankles, I bent her legs at her knees.  My gaze was firmly on her entrance; she was swollen, wet and ready, and I was having trouble concentrating.  My usual level of control of the situation had slipped as I chased my release.

I thrust in hard, and grunted loudly at how fucking good it felt.  Carla took me all the way and her pussy contracted around my cock.  She wasn’t far off an orgasm, and fuck, neither was I.  Keeping hold of her ankles, I withdrew and thrust hard again.  Her eyes rolled closed and she lost herself to it while I pounded into her.  I shifted my gaze back to watch my cock slamming in and out of her.  My balls tightened, and my breathing picked up as the familiar sensation rushed through me.

“Fuck!” I roared as it hit, and I thrust into her one last time.  I stilled and let it take over; I’d been right, she’d given me one motherfucking good orgasm.  My senses drowned in it, and my mind and body exploded from the pleasure of it.  I was lost to the world in that moment, nothing and no-one could have dragged me from it’s grip.

As I came to, I realised Carla was moaning and grinding herself into me.  I released her ankles from my hold and let them rest against my shoulders as I leant down to her.  Grasping her neck, I pulled her face to mine and kissed her.  It was demanding and she responded to it with her own exacting kiss.  Her hands came up around my neck and she clung to me as she continued grinding into me.

“Havoc...need your fingers on me...fuck me..” she panted in between kisses.

I knew exactly what she wanted and didn’t hesitate to give it to her.  Moving my hand down her body, I worked her clit to bring her to orgasm.  My dick was still inside her and I felt her pulse around me as she frantically fought for what she wanted.  When she came, she didn’t scream out like most of the women I fucked.  Her eyes squeezed shut and her teeth bit down on her lip as her face fell to the side.  I couldn’t be sure, but it looked like she stopped breathing for a moment before finally expelling a long, satisfied breath.  When she turned her head back to face me, she opened her eyes and gave me a slow, sexy smile.  And then she simply said, “Fuck.”

Shit, she was beautiful, but in that moment, she was fucking glorious.

I pulled out and lowered her legs.  She stood and curled her hand around my neck, pulling me close for a kiss.  “I’ve gotta use your bathroom to clean up your cum because you fucked me without a condom,” she murmured in my ear.

Fuck.  I’d been so distracted that I’d forgotten the fucking condom.  “Shit,” I muttered, eyeing her.  “I’m clean, but fuck, I’m sorry.”

“I’m clean too, and on the pill so no worries there.  Guess we got a little carried away,” she said before leaving me to sort herself out.

I took a minute and watched her go before sitting on the bed and dropping my head into my hands.  Christ, I hadn’t had sex that good in fuck knows how long.  But it had gone way too fast; I hadn’t been able to stop myself from having her straight away, and now I wanted to take her again.  Running my fingers through my hair, I stood.  The night was young, and she hadn’t taken my cock in her mouth yet.  She’d promised me submission, and I intended to have it; I intended to fuck my need for her out of my system.