Dirty
feel
to take a man like you inside me. How you'd stretch me and make me
ache." Her voice fell to a whisper. "Like you are now."
    "Feel it, baby." He tugged on her nipples.
"Feel this big cock fucking you."
    Marielle twisted her hands in the bedcover,
whimpering as his thick shaft worked in and out of her softness.
Although his penetrations were deep and hard, her clit throbbed so
urgently she thought it might burst.
    "I want to see your pretty tits bounce."
Raven pulled out of her, flipping her over onto her back and
pulling her blouse open until her breasts lay bare beneath his hot
gaze. His mouth hitched when he saw her pleading expression. "You
need to come, don't you, my sweet cockslut? Well, not yet. First
you're going to take everything I give."
    As he slid back into her Marielle nearly
screamed with frustration. "Raven, I can't. After this morning…
this is torture."
    "Yeah, it is." He reached under her to hold
her sore buttocks and squeezed them, smiling when she groaned. "But
that's what really lights you up, Mari." He pumped into her, his
penis swelling and twitching. "It makes me even harder and hotter
for you."
    Every stroke that followed drove into
Marielle's pussy with sensual power as Raven plowed her
mercilessly, thrusting deeper and harder until his cockhead was
almost hammering on her cervix. Trickles of sweat poured down his
stern face as he stared down at her, mouth open and his chest
heaving, eyes taking in every emotion that flickered over her face
and every motion of her breasts as he made them bob violently.
    Marielle heard a hard pounding and thought it
was her frantic heart until she heard a familiar voice call their
names. "Jilly."
    "Vanessa probably gave her the keys." As the
door to the trailer opened and closed, Raven's mouth curved into a
fierce smile. "You better answer her before she walks in here."
    "Marielle?" The bedroom doorknob twisted.
"You in there?"
    "Just a sec, Jilly," she called, hearing the
breathless fear in her voice. "I'm going over some things with Mr.
Raven."
    "Okay, but you have to hurry. Vanessa needs
him on the set." Footsteps retreated to the other side of the
trailer.
    Raven hoisted Marielle's legs over his
shoulders and lifted her off the bed, holding her waist in his
strong arms as he began working her sheath back and forth over his
cock. "I'm going to make you come so hard," he promised as he
thrust her against his hips harder. "Your pussy will ache for the
rest of the day."
    She gripped his arms, shaking now with the
need to come. "Now? Please?"
    "Wait," he said through his clenched teeth
and then shuddered as he jetted into her, his semen flooding her
spasming sheath like a wave of warm, thick cream. When the final
stream ended he placed her back on the bed and dropped down between
her thighs, clamping his big hands over her breasts and planting
his mouth over her throbbing sex. He pinched her nipples and
twisted them as he used his tongue to give her clit a single long,
slow lick.
    Marielle grabbed his bed pillow as the
massive climax rose inside her, shoving it over her mouth just in
time to muffle her scream. Raven pinned her convulsing body with
his arms, riding her through the first impossibly pleasurable peak
and pushing her into a second. Marielle wound her legs around him,
tugging him closer as he laved her with his clever tongue, and
after what seemed like forever finally crested for the last time
and went completely limp.
    "God, you're gorgeous when you come." Raven
stretched out beside her and kissed her forehead and the curve of
her cheekbone and the corner of her mouth.
    Exhausted, Marielle wanted to snuggle against
him but instead she eyed at the door. "Do you think she heard
us?"
    "I think they heard us down in the parking
lot," he teased. After giving her another kiss on the lips sat up.
"I'll take your friend with me to the set. That should give you
enough time to tidy up." He reached down and handed her the panties
he'd stripped off her earlier.

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