EroticReverie

Layla Loxley

We're on our fourth condom, the phone ripped from the bedside table three condoms ago by Bryce as the phone kept fucking ringing. It was so fucking hot. 

I had no doubt that sex with Bryce would be amazing, but this, fuck, this was something else entirely. I've never fucked like this, or been fucked like this. Who knew how much better sex could be when you were fucking madly obsessed with the other person? When they drove you fucking insane with pestering the fuck out of you for years, and mad with lust ? Bryce Donovan...was an actual fucking sex god. 

"I'm so fucking sore" I moan as he hits it from behind , having me bent over the bed, after screwing me against the wall , on the floor and against the wall again. 

"shut up and take it Layla" he growls , slamming into me again and I curse. 

"fuck you" I pant and he chuckles and grabs my hair and yanks it back and I groan. I knew he would stop if I told him to, but god I wasnt even close to ready to have this man stop fucking me and throwing me around like a rag doll and man handling me. 

I was sure, that making love to Bryce would be just as much of an experience as this, but god damnit, he was so right about the fact the he needed to fuck me like my feelings didnt matter first. Thank fuck, cause I hadnt ever been given dick this good and I was out of my mind with obsession over how fucking good he was at fucking me. It sounds so cliche, but Bryce Donovan, was meant for me, fucking made for me. It felt so good that it hurt, and it wasnt the aching between my legs from the ruthless dick that that was pounding my beaten up cunt continuously without pause.  It was just the sheer overwhelming desire that we'd unleashed back on that mountain in that lodge. I knew I was done for the second he'd kissed me. I knew it even more now as he demands I cum for him again while rubbing my clit and whispering in my ear, the whole room hot and smelling of sex. My hair in his fist as I whimper, my ass bouncing off his hips as he thrusts into me, giving it to me so fucking good I might cry again. Yeah, I cried while condom number two was being used, because I'd never felt this, any of it. The raw power of a man fucking me like a god, or the way even while being fucked senseless my heart grew ten times it's size wanting to make more room to keep more of his inside it. Even through the filthy words and dirty slaps of skin, this was still him making love to me. This was still us connecting deeper, falling further into what we'd finally decided to let ourselves have. 

"that's it gorgeous, fuuuuuck" he groans as my cunt cums against, pulsing around him, my pussy floods once again, and I'd need a fucking drink soon as I feel my head pound with my orgasm. He was draining me and I couldnt fucking breathe as I scream out. 

He pulls out, the condom snapping off as Bryce cums all over my ass as my toes push to the floor, my legs trembling and shaking as my orgasm wrecks me still and the hot splash of his cum on my ass has me moaning. 

It was only his second time cumming. Condom one was taken off so I could suck his cock as he let my pussy have a break, before putting on condom two and taking me to the wall to screw the ever loving life out of me. Condom two came off when he just wanted to rub his cock all over my drenches pussy and slap it against my clit bare, making me cum by rubbing his dick all over my clit.  Condom three was put on directly after when he took me to the wall again and fucked me until he emptied his first load into the condom while telling me how much he wanted to fill my cunt with cum. 

God I came so close to begging him to do it. Now condom four was gone, and his second load of cum was dripping down my ass and he was hovering over me , kissing up and down my spine and murmuring how perfect I was as I still tremble like a little baby deer. Legs still shaking. 

"I need water." I say and he chuckles and kisses my shoulder.

"Of course...can you stand?" he teases but I wasnt sure I could. 

I'm sure the hotel is thankful as our room quiets and Bryce brings me to the bathroom, sitting me on the toilet , cause apparently I could NOT walk. He leaves the bathroom while I pee, bringing me back a bottle of water and smiles at me. 

"You good baby?" he asks and strokes my hair, which is probably a fucking rats nest right now from getting fucked like a two dollar hooker. 

I nod and keep drinking down the bottle of water and he leans down , kissing my forehead. 

I finish almost the whole thing as he starts the shower. He turns to me and walks over and grabs the bottle of water and lifts my chin. I felt kind of awkward sitting here, just having peed without even moving to wipe myself when he leans down and kisses me. 

"you are so fucking beautiful" he whispers on my mouth. 

"you're not so bad either i guess" I say and he chuckles against my lips. 

"there's my girl, thought i fucked that smart mouth off you, got worried when you went from being mouth to being an obedient little cock slut" he winks and I scrunch my nose at him.

"Who knew all it took to tame Layla Loxley was some good dick?" he teases me and I grab his jaw and he grins and bite his lip.

"I'll never be tamed" I hiss and he groans. 

"We'll see about that baby, can't take that tough talk seriously when you can't even walk" he points out and I whimper. 

"screw you" I whimper and he laughs. 

"You'll screw me AFTER we shower...and we hydrate, get some fucking food in our stomachs, you make me work up an appetite Little Loxley." 

"What? Cant keep up?" I tease , both of us knowing damn well, if either of us can't keep up, it's me. 

"you're funny baby, so fucking funny" he kisses my nose and grins and I cock my brow. 

"what are you-" 

I gasp as his hand slides down and cups my pussy.

"Bryce I didnt even wi-"

"Shhhh....ask me if I fucking care" he says and then is stroking my clit softly. 

"Can you feel that or is it numb?" he asks. 

HE grins when I moan softly. 

"Harder please" I whisper as his face is right on mine, our noses touching, our forehead together as Bryce rubs my clit harder and I bite my lip. 

"this is kinda gross" I say.

"Shut up and cum like a good little slut" he smirks. 

"fuck" I exhale and he laughs and kisses me and I moan into his mouth. 

"We're getting in the shower anyways, so If I wanna touch your little piss covered cunt, I will" he says.

"that's so gross"

"Shut up , you love it" he says and I whimper because, I was too weak to even protest, and fuck, didnt even want to. 

"come on little Loxley...make your little piss cunt cum"

"dont...call it that" I moan as he keeps rubbing my clit and laughs and brings his mouth to my ear.

"when it belongs to me....i'll call it whatever the fuck I want Loxley....now make it fucking cum for me before I bend you over that sink and make you take my cock again" he growls. 

"jesus...fuck" I whine.

"come on  loxley....cum for me angel" he whispers in my ear and I place one hand on his shoulder, digging my nails in and moaning his name. 

"there we go, here she is...come on....come on" he growls low in my ear. 

"Dont make me fuck you Loxley, dont make me ruin that pretty little pussy again" 

"Bryce" I pant, turning my head, kissing him as my back arches and his mouth slips from my mine and down my neck as I cum, I cry out and he groans and his fingers keep moving, and moving until im shaking and then they sink down and up inside of me. 

"SHIT" I gasp. "Bryce, I cant" 

"Yes you can...and you will baby..." he says and his fingers curl against my g spot as he fingers me on the toilet. First for everything I guess, but I dont care, I really dont. I'd let this man fuck me and finger me anywhere he wanted. I was god damn putty in his skilled hands as he has my g spot building up and I cry out. 

"there" I cry. Letting him know it's just right, to keep doing exactly what he's doing and he'll make me cum. 

He groans as I explode, cursing as my pussy gushes around his fingers and sprays on his hand and my thighs and drips into the toilet as I make yet another mess. 

"You are the sexiest fucking thing, you know that?" he groans as his fingers work me still and I almost fall off the toilet and he groans and grabs me, holding my throat as I whimper and he kisses me. 

"time to wash you up, so I can dirty you up again Layla" he says, kissing me softly, his fingers sliding out of me and he has me standing with him, cupping my face and kissing me as I lean into him, lazily using him for support as he moves us into the running shower and I hiss at how cold it is, gasping, losing my breath as he holds me under it. 

I shriek, climbing onto him, trying to get out of the cold spray, it brings me out of my orgasm drunk little haze and he laughs, then finally lets me out of the spray. 

"that help?" he asks. 

"you dick!" I screech, shivering and he turns up the water as I slap his back and he laughs, turning and pulling me back to him. 

"come here" he says as I make a weak protest of it, and he laughs and dips down, kissing me. 

"I can't wait to do this everyday with you" he says and I melt for a whole other reason, looking up at him as he looks down me, his stupid hot face making me scrunch my nose. 

"then you better be nice to me" I warn him.

"I'm gona be real, real fucking nice to you" he smirks. 

"Hope you dont expect me to be nice back" I say jokingly and he smile with a little laugh.

"I wouldnt dare dream of such a thing" he says and strokes my hair back and turns me into the much warmer, hot water and I hum, leaning my head back.

"Gorgeous fucking girl, look at you, so god damn perfect" he says and I lift my head and see his eyes on my neck, my chest then my face and he shakes his head. 

"I swear....you're a fucking dream Loxley" he says and I sigh , because fuck. I lift my arm around his neck and pull him down and kiss him. 

"you are..." I say softly and he hums against my lips. 

"then let's never wake up." he says and I smile. 

I nod. "deal"