1. Sanctum - Chapter 3


    Date: 9/23/2023, Categories: Novels, Author: Boerki 

    The rolling thunder outside echoes my thundering pulse, fueling the primal need within me. The sight of her beneath me, her body willingly accepting mine, rekindles the flame of desire that rages within my veins. With a firm grip on her hair, I hold her steady, preventing her from falling forward. This act of control, this display of dominance, sends a jolt of arousal coursing through me.

I begin to move, my cock sliding out of her tight warmth before plunging back in, setting a slow, deliberate pace. Each thrust is met with a soft gasp from her, each sound a testament to the pleasure coursing through her. The sensation of her around me—tight, wet, warm—is intoxicating, pushing me to give more, to feel more.

The rhythm builds, my thrusts becoming more forceful, more demanding. My hips snap forward, driving my cock deeper into her, the wet squelch of our coupling a carnal symphony that fuels my desire. I'm lost in the sensation, in the pleasure of her body yielding to mine, of her tight heat enveloping me.

With a firm grip on her hair, I pull her back, aligning her body with mine. The sight of her bound form, bent over and willingly accepting me, is a vision of raw, primal lust that makes my blood boil. The sight of her beneath me, her body willingly submitting to my control, sends a powerful wave of arousal coursing through me.

I continue to fuck her, my movements fast and relentless. Each thrust is met with a gasp, a moan, a plea for more. The sight of her in ...
    ... this state of raw vulnerability, the sounds of our bodies colliding, the tight heat of her around me—all of it pushes me closer to the edge, the pleasure building within me threatening to explode.

Her body responds to mine, her hips pushing back to meet each of my thrusts, her pussy clenching around me, milking me for all I'm worth. The sight of her beneath me, her body writhing in pleasure, her sweet moans filling the air—every detail adds another layer to the raw, primal lust that consumes me.

As the storm outside continues to rage, so does the one within me. Each thrust brings me closer to the precipice, the pleasure building within me threatening to spill over. But I hold back, wanting to savor this moment, to prolong our shared pleasure.

The room is filled with the sounds of our coupling, the wet slap of skin against skin, the ragged gasps and moans, the raw, primal sounds of pleasure. Each sound, each sensation, pushes me closer to the edge, the pleasure building within me threatening to explode.

She nods in agreement, a flicker of hunger and playfulness dancing in her eyes. I return to my position behind her, my cock throbbing with anticipation. Then, without warning, I plunge back into her, burying myself to the hilt in her slick heat.

Her voice breaks the silence, a whispered plea, "Harder," she begs. An unexpected sound, a breaking of the rules we had set - no speaking. I freeze, my rhythm halting, my cock still buried in her warmth. I pull out, my dick ...
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