⚠️ EXTREMELY EXPLICIT | 18+ ONLY
Mature content with dominant/submissive dynamics, rough sex, overstimulation, possessive control, and strong language. This is fictional, fully consensual, and created for entertainment. All characters are 18+.
Adrian didn't let me catch my breath.
Not even when my legs almost gave out.
Adrian wrapped one arm under my thighs, the other gripping my soaked back, and carried me out of the shower like I weighed nothing. Dripping, ruined, trembling. He wasn't tired at all
I tried to speak maybe to beg, maybe to plead, to tell him to let go of me. In my 18teen years of my life i never had such intense sex but Adrian just threw me onto the bed.
Not gently.
I bounced once, eyes wide, body too dazed to react before he was on top of me, grabbing my ankles and pulling me down to the edge. He looked straight into my eyes.
His voice was a growl.
"Im sorry for whatever im gonna do next but this your punishment for being with my enemy. You made me burn fully out of jealousy for you, not you gotta pay for it"
He didn't wait. His cock was still hard, thick, veiny, soaked with me. And he shoved it back inside me without any hesitation, a wet, messy thrust that made me scream.
My body jerked. I wasn't ready. I was still pulsing from the last time.
Which made it perfect.
Adrian leaned down, mouth at my throat, one hand pinning both my wrists above my head.
"You think one orgasm is enough for me?" he snarled. "You think I'm satisfied honey?" He thrust again harder.
I gasped, eyes rolling. "Adrian please, I can't take it anymore, I cant " I said almost begging.
"You can. And you will."
He fucked me like a beast thrust after brutal thrust, wet skin slapping, my moans filling the room. His other hand grabbed my tits, squeezing rough, his mouth biting at my collarbone.
My legs kicked around him, desperate, helpless, but he just gripped my thighs and spread me wider.
"I want to see you cry when you come again," Adrian hissed. "I want to watch you break for me."
And I did.
My second orgasm ripped through me harder than the first louder, deeper, too much. My body twisted, my scream cracked, my cunt clenched around him like she never wanted him to leave.
But he didn't stop.
He kept fucking me through it.
Even as I moaned. Even as I begged. Even as my clawed the sheets. He wanted to use to me satisfy his needs like anything.
He turned me over. Bent me in half. Fucked me from behind. One hand twisted in my hair, the other spanking me hard enough to leave red. My big round ass slapped against his hips again and again.
"You're so tight baby," he grunted, close now. "So fucked out, and still clenching for me."
I moaned, broken and wrecked.
He yanked me up by my hair, pulled me against his chest, fucking me standing, my feet barely touching the floor, my moans nothing but gasps and whimpers now.
Then he bit my shoulder and spilled deep inside me again groaning low, possessive, primal.
And still. He didn't pull out.
He stayed inside. Holding me up. Feeling my shiver around him.
"You thought I'd stop?" he whispered against my neck.
"I'm going to use you until you forget your name."
"Adrian, i cant take it anymore" I said as things around me started becoming blured. I passed out due to fatigue.