**”Take It All”**

I’ve been waiting all fucking day for this. Work dragged, my mind kept wandering back to *her*—my girlfriend, curled up on the couch earlier in nothing but one of my shirts, smirking like she already knew I’d be losing it over her by nightfall. Now, here we are, tangled in our sheets, her breath hot against my neck as I pin her wrists above her head.

“You want it rough tonight, don’t you?” My voice is already low, rough with need. She arches under me, her nipples hard against my chest, and I don’t miss the way her thighs press together like she’s trying to rub off some of that ache.

“Fuck yes,” she gasps. “I want you to lose control.”

That’s all the permission I need. I shove her legs apart, fingers digging into the soft skin of her thighs as I yank her hips toward me. She’s already wet, her pussy glistening when I drag my fingers through her folds. “Jesus,” I groan, rubbing slow circles over her clit just to hear her whimper. “You’re fucking dripping for me.”

She bucks against my hand, but I pull back, smirking when she whines. “Not yet.”

Instead, I flip her onto her stomach, pressing her face into the mattress as I kneel behind her. My cock throbs just looking at her—ass in the air, pussy swollen and pink, begging to be filled. I don’t tease. I grab my dick, lining up, and slam into her with one deep stroke.

She screams, back arching as I bottom out inside her. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” I growl, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. “Take it.”

I don’t give her a second to adjust. My hips snap forward, fucking into her with rough, relentless thrusts. The sounds are filthy—her gasps, the wet slap of skin, the way she moans my name when I hit that spot deep inside her. Her cunt grips me like a vice, clenching every time I pull back just to drive in harder.

“God, yes,” she sobs, pushing back against me. “Harder, *please*.”

I lean over her, pressing my chest to her back as I pound into her. One hand fists in her hair, yanking her head back. “You love this, don’t you?” I bite her shoulder, feeling her shiver. “Love getting fucked like a slut?”

She nods frantically, her moans escalating when I reach around to rub her clit in tight circles. “Yes, *yes*—I’m close, baby, *oh fuck*—”

I don’t let up, fucking her through her orgasm as her pussy flutters around me. She’s shaking, but I’m not done. I flip her onto her back, hooking her legs over my arms, and drive into her again. Her eyes roll back, mouth open as I slam into her over and over, my balls slapping against her ass.

“Gonna fill you up,” I grunt, feeling my own release building. “You want that? Want me to come inside you?”

She nods desperately, nails raking down my back. “Please, *please*—”

That’s all it takes. With one last brutal thrust, I bury myself deep and groan as my cock pulses inside her, spilling hot and thick. I grind into her as I empty, her cunt still squeezing me, milking every last drop.

Collapsing next to her, I pull her shaking body against mine. She’s panting, legs still trembling, and I press a rough kiss to her lips. “Fuck,” she breathes against my mouth.

I smirk. “Yeah, *fuck* is right.”