**Title: “Take It All”**

I hadn’t planned on fucking her like this, but when she came into the living room wearing nothing but one of my oversized t-shirts—riding high enough on her thighs to make my cock twitch—all bets were off.

Emma was my girl, but tonight she was pushing my limits. She knew what she was doing, bending over the couch to pick up her phone, letting the shirt ride up just enough to tease the curve of her ass. I’d been half-hard all night, but now my dick was straining against my jeans, and I wasn’t gonna play nice anymore.

I got up, closed the distance between us in three quick strides, and grabbed her by the hips before she could straighten up. “You’re fucking asking for it,” I growled against her ear.

I heard her breath hitch. “Yeah? Gonna give it to me?”

That was all I needed. I spun her around, shoving her face-first into the couch cushions, and yanked her thighs apart with my knee. The shirt was useless now—I bunched it around her waist, exposing her bare ass and the glistening wetness between her thighs.

“Fuck, you’re already dripping for me,” I muttered, dragging my fingers through her pussy. She was soaked, warm and sticky against my fingers, and when I pushed two inside, she clenched around me, moaning into the couch.

I didn’t waste time. I unzipped my jeans, freed my cock, and lined myself up at her entrance. No teasing—just one hard, deep thrust that buried me inside her to the hilt.

Emma gasped, her fingers clawing at the cushions, her back arching as I bottomed out. “Jesus—fuck, you’re so deep—”

I didn’t let her adjust. I pulled back and slammed into her again, setting a brutal pace from the start. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, her ass jiggling with every rough thrust. I could feel her walls gripping me, hot and tight, every inch of her pussy trying to milk my cock dry.

“You like it like this?” I growled, digging my fingers into her hips. “Getting fucked hard like a slut?”

“Yes—oh God, yes—” Her voice was muffled, half-swallowed by the couch, but I heard the hunger in it.

I leaned over her, pressing my chest against her back, and reached around to pinch her clit between my fingers. She cried out, her whole body jerking, and I felt her cunt clench around me even tighter.

“Gonna make you come hard,” I muttered, my breath ragged against her neck. “Then I’m gonna fill you up.”

Her answering moan was pure desperation. I kept my fingers working her clit in tight circles, fucking her deep and relentless, chasing my own release. The pressure coiled low in my stomach, my balls tightening, and then Emma shattered—her pussy spasming around my cock as she came, her legs trembling, her breath coming in sharp little gasps.

It pushed me over the edge. With a grunt, I buried myself inside her one last time and let go, my cum pulsing deep into her cunt in thick, hot streaks. I could feel it—her pussy milking every last drop, her body still twitching from her own orgasm.

When I finally pulled out, my cum dripped down her thighs, and she whimpered at the loss. I flipped her onto her back and kissed her hard, tasting the sweat on her lips.

“Still got more in me,” I murmured against her mouth. “You gonna take it all again later?”

She grinned up at me, breathless. “Try and stop me.”

And just like that, I was hard all over again.