Lust

There it was again, that look in her eyes. No matter what she said, how she denied it, he saw it. Hungry, longing, it was the animal inside her. She could deny it, but he saw. He always saw it, it was like he sensed. Perhaps it was a pheromone that the women released when sexually turned on. He caught it every time. Tonight she reeked of desire, how could one not smell it? It was distracting him from thought.

Two weeks since he had seen her last, not since she got back with the boyfriend. He chuckled to himself, silently. You could always tell when a woman desired you, you stopped seeing or hearing from them when they got a boyfriend. Regular friends keep regular conversations, lovers have long periods of silence. But here she was, in front of him, talking business. She wanted in. But they both knew that she wanted sex. Why would she come so scantily dressed? She knew she turned him on, she liked the flirtation. And she still came by wearing next to nothing with a boyfriend.

The conversation turned from work to other things to significant others and then to sex. It always came back to sex. His lust was at a frenzied peak, he wanted to slam her against the wall and kiss her deeply. He could feel her resist at first, then succumb to the desire she fought. It was passionate, enticing, and consuming. She kissed him back hard, her nipples diamonds against his chest. He felt her hand encircle his cock, feeling him out. She felt her get a second grip around, then she got a second hand on his member. He was fully erect now, she was caressing his cock lovingly, excited to have it her. She had never had a cock that thick before, her pussy started getting wet with the idea.

Seizing upon her acceptance, he picked her up, her legs naturally encircling his waist, the tip of his cock pushing into her wet pussy through the clothes. She couldn't wait to have him in her. He carried her into his bedroom, throwing her on the bed like a doll. She loved how strong he was, the fact he could throw her around excited her to no end. She couldn't get at his cock fast enough. But he was faster, pulling her shorts off, he dropped his drawers, she eagerly removed her top. She was proud of her body, and it showed in her ripped stomach and tight arms and legs. Fit. Her breasts were smaller but the nipples large. He wanted to spend hours with them, but he needed release first.

His cock hurt from being so erect, he needed to fuck her. He pulled her hips to him, pulling her to the end of the bed, the head of his cock was reading on her clit. Free could feel the heat coming from her pussy. He liked to play with his women at this point, building the suspense before sticking it in. But he couldn't, for she had the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. He didn't admire the beauty for long as she spoke, in guttural voice, begging him to fuck her. He wasted no more time and pushed the head of his dick into her hot steamy love canal. He shoved all the way in roughly, until he was fully penetrated. He felt her muscles tighten, and she cried out, oh god I'm coming. He felt the wetness run down his thigh, it was exquisite. He savored the feeling for a moment and then pulled almost all the way out before ramming it back in. Over and over, he stretched her pussy with his cock. He lost count of the times she came, her pussy was a vice grip against his cock. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he told her he was going to cum. She told him she wanted his child and to cum in her. He blew his load deep inside, she felt it enter her cervix hoping she had his child. She wanted this forever. He felt so good filling her up.

Pulling out, he laid down beside and looked in her eyes. "Was it good for you, Tess?"
She stared at him for a long time. He looked around the room, she had finished talking about work and wanted an answer. He had been fantasizing again.  He looked her in the eye, the hunger apparent. She opened her mouth, and said "will you please fuck me now?"