Las Vegas Re-Visited - Sex Stories

Las Vegas Re-Visited

I arrived in Las Vegas and immediately checked into The Cromwell a small luxury boutique hotel. I then called Giada telling her my room number. An hour later she arrived at my room, as soon as she entered the room, I closed and locked the door. I can't stop myself. Every instinct I possess demands that I take her. My wolf soul wants to taste her, it has been eight months since I have seen her. My lips are running up and down her neck and then suddenly I pull away. Her body is trembling, but it is not fear that creeps along her skin. She breathes deep and slow watching my movements. My eyes are smoky with desire. I slip one arm around her torso pulling her in for a deep, hard kiss. Then I roughly turn her around pushing her dress up over her ass, caressing it with my hands for a moment before my hands grab and rip her panties off roughly. Giada bites her lip and presses her hands hard into the desk, trying to concentrate on anything other than the rough caressing. I have other ideas. Her muscles tense at the sudden action, but she finds herself relaxing, my kissing becomes more powerful along her neck and I growl low in my throat as I feel my raging hard cock throbbing. I wanted her now. Fast and hard...MY hands grip her upper arms roughly then I pull away from her. I toss her on the bed and stand at the edge. My grin is sly but not quite evil. She stares up at me with questions roaming in her head, but unable to voice them. She only watches and waits for what will happen ...

... next. My movements are sudden and skilled at their task. In what seems to be only one gesture, I have her dress and bra off. She lay before me naked, her breasts full, pale with nipples ready to be sucked. I growl again louder then before. It is primal, predatory, a beast capturing its prey. Leaning over her body I kiss her stomach. She is cleanly shaved...I howl with excitement. I had to have her. Not just the wolf in me, but the human too. I needed to possess her now. I take her by the waist and flip her over. With smooth actions I strip myself bare and pull her to her hands and knees on the bed. My mind is a blur of lust; I didn't notice that she is no longer struggling against me. I allow my wolf soul to take over, to satisfy itself. My hands grab her waist and I thrust myself into her hard. Giada screams as I enter her. The pain is excruciating, sooo...pleasurable..." Giada ..you are definitely horny..this guy is raping you and you scream in sexual desire?" She mentally beats herself for allowing eight months to slip between us. My thrusts came hard and deep. She weakens with each thrust. Her gasps become grunts as she feels my cock inside her slamming against her cervix. " Is John getting bigger?" she wonders. Her pussy is wet, slippery and she feels my thick cock filling her fully...not just her pussy...but also her belly. My growls deepen with each hard thrust of my hips. My hands grip her painfully tight to steady and balance her. " She won't slip away" as I hammer in ...