<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.pornpics.com/pics/2014-02-12/130621_09big.jpg)</div>I’d managed to get one boot off when your second spank landed on my half-dressed ass. It, but more so your gaze, jerked me to attention against your body. The descent into predatory dominance had begun, I’d seen it before. The anticipation rolled my stomach over with pleasure and before I could utter another word, you possessed my mouth and feasted on it. No longer was there sass and taunting quips, but short gasps and brutally ragged moans that you pulled from my lips.<br/><br/>It was that kiss that flooded my senses enough to keep them from alerting me that you had other plans. I half-cried out when your hands made short, succinct work of my clothing – ripping designer jeans as if they were soft cotton.<br/><br/>I half-cried out your name. The first syllable was there, but the rest was mangled as you took hold of my hair and that beast I knew you kept on such a tight, strong leash, rattled the bars of his cage behind your eyes. It never failed to mesmerize me in the first few seconds of finding your dark gaze with my own bright one. It always made me eager to undo those locks. After the first taste, I’d become addicted to our hunt.<br/><br/>Your fingers are back on my cunt for the briefest of seconds, and my other boot is wiggled off just in time. The moment I’m off balance you’re whisking me around to push my shirt high and press me onto that cold, clean marble. My hands splatter on the no doubt expensive Italian base and it’s the only anchor I can find as you return every single taunt I’ve laid out in front of you.<br/><br/>Starting with that cock teasing my ass, marking it. And ending in that thumb possessing my tight little butthole.<br/><br/>Your name is a plea on my breath as your words send a grin skittering over my lips. Not a celebratory smile, but more of a reveling pull of that pink little bow into a harsh gasp as you drag me by my hair back up your body.<br/><br/>The last question you utter hotly, dominantly, in my ear, coupled with that impromptu buttplug of a thumb in my tight ass and the lust that has swirled around us since I stepped foot onto these grounds, all culminates in one, hard, but short, tightly clenching orgasm that sends shivers through my body.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://images.sex.com/images/pinporn/2016/07/20/300/16180811.gif) </div>“Marlon…” I whisper out again, tone indeed changed as the pleasure shifts through me. Unlike one, massive, explosion of fireworks, this climax is like the appetizer to a delicious meal. Something to take the edge off. Something my body simply couldn’t contain anymore as you preyed upon it. The anticipation was too intense and it spilled over in pleasure, made my cunt flutter and my ass clench hard around that invading thumb.<br/><br/>It lasts for a few moments, barely half a minute, and I’m gasping for air again. Blinking, with my body arched against yours, shirt barely covering my heaving tits and one hand already reaching back to hook around your neck as I sink lower into your hold, rubbing those cum-marked ass cheeks against your still too-clothed groin.<br/><br/>My tone changes once more. Less rebel. More sex-kitten, half-satisfied with what she’s gotten, but anticipating a hell of a lot more of what she wants. All wrapped up in a soft little word still meant to drive you absolutely insane.<br/><br/>“<em>One…</em>”<br/>