“Miguel, what are you-“
Your sudden thought train was abruptly cut off when his girthy hand slithered up your waist to cup over your mouth, leaving you in utter shock. Miguel’s voice dropped to a feral tone as a surge of dominance snuck up in his demeanor.
“You think they’re better than me, huh?” He demands, clenching his hands around your mouth more - but with a specific gentleness to his tone. His eyes flashed a subtle hint of red as his gaze bores into yours; it’s obvious he wants something.
And he wants it now.
You were left shocked. How the hell were you supposed to respond to that? It was obvious he was forcing you into sheer submission at his honor. Not that you were complaining, his nonchalant and stoic demeanor made you want him to stick his length inside of you even more.
“It was just a fucking joke, Miguel.” You snapped back, which in response, caused a groan to escape Miguel’s plush lips in fury.
“I’ll show you what you’re missing out on.” He growls.
This sent a palpable fear to shiver down your spine, as a subtle wetness began to collect in your lace underwear. His hand prowls to under your satin dress. You’d worn a tight, short dress with no pants underneath prior just to get a reaction from Miguel.
And it worked.
Not to your own accord.
His finger searches the area. As of now, you were propped up on the bed. Previously, he had slammed you on the bed with much force out of sheer aggression; and probably the fact that he was raging horny.
“You’re wet for me already, princess.” He says lowly, his index finger gliding against your clothed folds. A subtle huff escaped your lips, as your legs trembled with eagerness.
His voice drops. “I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you tonight.”
Holy fuck.
His hands began to deduct your lace panties off your pretty pussy, as he pulls it down to your ankles slowly, before throwing them off the bed.
Your tight cunt was glistening in all it’s glory, a soft sigh escaping Miguel’s tinted lips in surprise.
He wasn’t nonchalant with his own moves either. His face began to inch towards your clitoris, his eyes taking in the view. His cock was throbbing in his own, tight jeans.
This entire scene was making you inherently anxious, as you didn’t know his next move. Your legs trembled with anticipation, but you needed him. You needed him now.
“Miguel, baby, I-“
He shushes you, as his tongue begins to nip at your clitoris. A whimper of surprise escapes your lips, as his giant hands grapple onto your thighs for leverage.
As he continued to tease your bud, you kept pleasuring his ears by letting soft, gentle moans escape your lips. You were almost attempting to strain your body. Miguel hasn’t even gotten to the good part.
Miguel’s tongue trails down to your folds, as he begins to gently tease your damp cunt.
Your mouth gaped open, as you figured out what would happen next - and fuck, you were becoming more impatient at the moment.
His tongue began to lap rounds at your pussy, each round began to cause a brief moan to escape from your parted lips. His tongue prodded inside of your pussy and began to dart around, attempting to scavenge for your beloved G-Spot.
Your hands eagerly gripped the bedsheets as he picked up the pace, your moans filling the room, some what being louder than the blasting music protruding aggressively from outside the doors.
as he continued gripping alongsts your plush thighs, you felt like as if your jewel would falter at every passing moment, as he continued to slurp the slick from your glistening pussy and tongue fuck you with passion
But jealousy was hindered in it as well.
His tongue flicked at your G-Spot, enlighting a pleasurable moan to escape your lips.
You were gonna cum.
But Miguel simply didn’t allow that, not yet.
He removed his tongue from your tight pussy, making sure to lick up any excess slick he might’ve missed while tongue fucking you.
You whined, annoyed by his sudden cock blocking. A surge of emptiness inhaled through your body. You wanted more - you needed more.
“Miguel, you’re such a bitch..” you trail off, furrowing your eyebrows in annoyance. “I was about to cum.”
“You’ll cum for me, baby. That’s for sure.” He presses onto the fact, before eagerly unbuckling his pants and pulling them down - whereas a bulging, pulsing hardness was erect in his boxers.
You looked at his pretty erect cock in awe. He loved tucking you into the bedsheets every night, but it was shocking every time he was hard - as if he’d never show you his cock before.
Without a word, he pulls down his boxers. His cock slings out, and he rubs the tip impatiently as it was already pulsing with pre-cum.
Biting your lip, you felt your own clitoris abruptly throb by the sight.
Miguel props you slightly upwards so he could have a better angle for fucking you, as he teases your entrance with the reddened tip of his penis. He knew this would piss you off. It always did when he fucked your tightness.
You whimpered in annoyance, needing his girth inside him. Frothing for it even.
He finally pushes himself inside of you, as the two of you both moan in unison. His cock was so goddamn warm inside of you, and even though he’s fucked you like the whore you are hundreds of times, you could still never get use to his length.
“Pretty girl..” he growls lowly, as he began to slowly move. His hips subtly began to move back and fourth, making you adjust to his length with care.
“F-fuck, Miguel..” you moan out, your voice slurring.
His pace began to pick up - but it wasn’t as noticeable. He was a master at teasing you to the brim of your prissiness, and this was exactly what he was doing. Fucking you slowly and sensually until you snap.
His hips began to buck, his girth not pushing deeply enough into you.
Moans freely swarmed out your parted lips, as he somewhat joined in unison with his attractive whimpers; his hips began to snap.
The more he pushed, the more it hurt. With pleasure. He wanted you deeper. It seemed like he wouldn’t stop. Miguel’s hand traveled up your waist, and cupped your breast; beginning to rub the bud of your nipple.
His hips snapped into your pussy, causing for his girth to extend deeper inside of you.
“You’re such a pretty little slut baby.” He moans out, lifting one of your legs over his shoulder to provide him more extent as he fucked you deeply. It felt like pure ecstasy. Miguel kept moaning small, degrading affirmations, causing for your pleasure to build, as his balls slapped against your plush ass.
“Miguel..” the only words that came out was moans of his name, sweat beading at the top of your head. Your breasts recoiled every time he’d thrust in and out of you, your needy clit throbbing. Your walls were gonna fall at any moment now.
His hips continued to snap, as his cock threatened at your g-spot. The feelings were reciprocated, as his legs were trembling in response. You both were going to falter at any moment now.
Without one word, you came. It felt as if there was a flash bang - your eyes going white for one moment. It was pure heaven. However, his cock continued to prod aggressively at your G-Spot.
“Fuck, baby..” he growled. “Just like that..” he smirked, before feeling his climax grow closer and closer by the moment, before he releases inside of your throbbing cunt.
It took you both a few moments to recollect, as his seed was seeping out of your pussy - while his girth was still locked in. Heavy breaths escaped your lips, sweat beading throughout your body.
Miguel leans down and presses his lips against yours, his penis slipping out of you in the process.
You were his.