After another couple rounds of shots Monica is giggling profusely. She'd put on some music from her phone soon after her first two and is now dancing around my apartment in a drunken stupor. I have to give it to her though, drunk or not, she's actually a pretty good dancer. Apparently, her delicious body is due to the fact the she used to be a ballet dancer. 

Man, oh fucking man, was it killing my cock watching her contort her body into some rather fuckable positions. She's extremely flexible and I'd love to find out just how flexible she can get.

That's one thing I enjoy about screwing dancers.  I've never fucked a ballet dancer but loads of other dancers. All of those dancers had been freaky as fuck though. I have to say that my dick had thoroughly enjoyed each and every one of them. I mean, who doesn't like to come though? Especially coming multiple times as you make a dirty mess of the broad at your feet in the process, but I digress.

"Why are you so attractive?"  Monica slurs at me from the living room as she continues dancing. She stops, seeming to realize what she just uttered out. "Wait, I did not just say that. Oh god, I did didn't I?" I smirk and she face palms herself letting out an ugh noise as she does.

I cock an eyebrow at her from my seat at the kitchen table, "I don't know." Which is the truth considering my genetics clearly veered away from my parents. "It's not news to me though, sweetheart."  

"But the real question is why are you such a big dick."  That one surprises me though. Probably because the word dick sounds hilariously sexy coming out of her mouth. She throws a pillow from the couch at me catching me a bit off guard again. "So, why are you?"

"Why am I what?"

"Such a big dick?"

If she only knew the size of the fucking thing living inside of my pants she would be keeping her mouth shut.

It could split her pretty little ass in half. Although, I do have to agree with her. Even my cock can't rival with the arrogant asshole personality I have. But at least I'm honest with myself about it.

I toss the pillow back at her and dodge her question with, "you know, Monica, since you think I'm attractive and you're talking about my big dick I'm surprised you haven't tried to get me into bed yet." 

There goes my fucking mouth again.

Her mouth simply drops open and her eyes bug out of her skull.  This is the reaction I get to about 95% of the shit I say.  That's what happens when you have zero boundaries and were born without a filter.

She begins to say something but ends up looking more like a trout than anything. A sexy trout, but a trout nonetheless. She doesn't have it in her sweet little heart to insult me properly. But if she keeps doing that thing with her lips I'm going to end up teaching her how to do the most spectacular things with that trout of a mouth. I'm sure the innocent Monica here could learn a few techniques about fellatio.

Fuck it. Speaking of fellatio, let's do this thing already. 

I stand up from the chair and take a few strides over to her. Monica stares up at me like she's in some sort of trance. Yes, I know my eyes are hypnotizing. I grab her by the back of her neck with subtle force before I swoop down and meld my lips with hers.

It's always the same. Hypnotize. Strike. Go for the kill. It works like a charm as her body immediately sinks into mine, just like they always do. What is it with women and domineering men, anyway?

A delicious gasping noise escapes her voluptuous lips and I push my tongue deep into her mouth. She tastes like innocence and sin all mixed into one heady cocktail made for my mouth specifically. I can feel her squirming beneath me as I bring both of my hands to cup her jaw. I can feel her quivering mouth steady as I do. 

Monica reaches out and wraps her arms around me, but I'm not having any of that.  That's a big no-no in my fuck book. No, no, sweetheart. I'm the one who's in control here and there will be no affectionate touching. 

I let my strong hands leave her jawline and caress down her shoulders. After bringing her arms down to her sides I pull away from her lips. Her chocolate orbs gaze up at me looking lost momentarily before I lean down slightly to throw her over my shoulder. She shrieks out in surprise as I walk her over to my bed and toss her down atop of it.

Monica looks up at me like a meek little lamb because she knows, just knows, that I'm the lion in this situation. She begins squeezing her legs together in anticipation and my cock throbs at the sight of it. So. Fucking. Beautiful.

"See something you want?" It's a silly question really, because she obviously does. She nods, just like I thought she would. Thank you for the confirmation, darling but I already knew.

I decide to give her what many haven't seen, and that's a damn good presentation of my body. Once she sees it she's probably going to be dripping all over herself. In more ways than one, I'm going to have her soak my sheets this evening. I'm fucking sure of it.

I run my hands slowly up my abdomen, taking off my shirt in the process. After I lift it over my head I toss it at her playfully. My hands glide down my pectorals, then roll over the muscles of my abdomen. I flex every single muscle as I show her my perfection.

I want to tease this woman with my body just like she's been doing to me for the past few months. I bring my hands to my belt looking down at it before slowly peeking up at her with darkened eyes. She holds my stare while she begins to tremble slightly on my bed.

Oh sweetheart, that is the least amount of shaking you will be doing tonight.

"Care to help?"  my voice is full of deep raw lust and she shivers at the sound. "What, you nervous now?" I ask when all she does is just gawk at me.

To my surprise, she shoots me an equally lustful look back as she rises to her knees and moves off the bed. She mimics my actions and lifts the hem of her shirt slowly as she dances her way over to me. Monica rolls her taught abdomen mischievously before lifting her shirt over her head and throwing it at me. She slides her tongue across her lips and reaches her hands behind her back.  Slowly rolling each shoulder seductively she works her bra off before tossing it at me as well.

Oh fuck.

That was probably the last thing I ever expected from Monica. I think I'm literally going to fucking come in my pants the minute she brings both of her hands up and kneads her own breasts seductively. She pinches her taught nipples and rolls her head back letting out a low moan. It's a sound that I've longed to hear from her these past few months. A sound that I've wanted to make her make; repeatedly.

The last coherent thought I have before jerking her body towards mine is how I don't think I could ever get sick of that particular sound. My lips connect with hers in an almost painful fashion. I want to consume her. Consume all of her. Monica's hands go to my pants and begin pulling them down and I do the same with hers.

Six months of wanting to hear her moan. Six months of wanting to be buried inside her. Six fucking months and it was finally going to happen. Fucking, hell.

The minute her hand finds my cock she instantly freezes. "Yes sweetheart, it's going to fit. I'm going to give you every last inch of it and that's a promise."

"Fuck, that's so hot" she mumbles those words under her breath as she begins to stroke me steadily. "Oh fuck." I rub her wet slit with two fingers in time with her strokes. She's breathing heavier into my mouth as I am hers as we both feel the excitement building between us. "Fuck!" she cries out again.

"That is exactly what I'm about to do to you, Monica.  I'm going to fuck you so hard you can't walk straight. So fucking hard you can't see straight. So..."

"Shut that big mouth of yours up and do it already, Sean." I am momentarily flabbergasted by her response. Apparently, this is not a lamb but a little kitten and she has claws too.

"Ask and you shall receive." I swat her ass firmly and pull my fingers away from her wet heat. "You want this cock, you get this cock."  I rip the rest of her clothing off and toss her on the bed face down. I reach into the nightstand and pull out my least favorite thing in the universe; a condom. I wrap it over myself even though there's nothing I've ever wanted more in my life than to make her a hot sticky mess. 

Just to watch her drip me from the inside out. Fuck yes. As if my hard on couldn't get any more uncomfortable than it already was.

"I want you, Sean." She mewls wantonly and  throws me a desperate, needy look over her shoulder. She is utter perfection. 

If having Monica kneeling on my bed, on all fours, with her pussy spread bare for me isn't the most god damn fuckable sight in the world then shoot me now because I don't know what else is. And on top of it all one of her hands is rubbing against her wet, swollen lips. "You're a fucking view, aren't you?" Literally. 

I place myself at her warm glistening entrance before I shove myself inside of her with a deep grunt. The scream she makes reverberates throughout the entire apartment and I am so fucking pleased with myself because it was my name that came out of her mouth. My name she screamed at the top of her lungs. I thought it couldn't get any bigger but my ego just grew tenfold.

I grab her by the hip and fist my hand in her hair to make that beautiful fucking back arch. The way she moans when I tug her up has me ramming into her at an almost unhinged pace.  Holy shit, that feeling is fucking lovely. "You like that?" I grunt.

"Fuck, yes. Sean! Oh Seaaaan."

"That's right," I slam into harder "touch yourself."  I grip her hair even tighter causing her to gasp out in pain and pleasure. "Now you get it. That's what this is all about, sweetheart.  Feel the mixture of hate, lust, pain, pleasure. Just feel it all." I bite down on her neck almost viciously and I feel her instantly tighten around my cock. I know at any moment I'm going to throw her head first over the precipice.

"Fuck, Sean!" She's crying out, panting louder and louder. She's right there. Right, there it is.

"That's it" I thrust into her quicker, fucking her absolutely wildly. "You come all over me. I want it all over me." I fiercely growl into her ear as she begins to tense and release.

"Sean!" She screams my name so loudly I'm lucky I haven't gone deaf and the only way I know I haven't is because I can hear myself grunting as I continuously smack myself inside of her. That's when it happens. I feel her begin to orgasm so hard again that even I'm a fucking trembling mess. I'm going to explode; quite literally. Her body threatens to fall forward but I hold her tightly against me as I have one of the best orgasms of my existence.  

She's screaming. I'm screaming. The world is a fucking blissful place right now.

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A/N:

Yeah, that just happened. There's going to be lots of mature content in this book if you hadn't already guessed from the first chapter. If you're enjoying said content don't forget to vote and comment.