Hate Me (#300!!)

"Fuck me like you hate me," I told Jefferson before our date that Friday.

I was getting bored with all the niceness and wanted, no, needed him to be rougher. I needed my hair pulled and my breasts bitten. I needed to feel his strong hands pinning my wrists back and controlling my breath. I needed to be fucked senseless.

I leaned in to kiss him as we sat talking on the couch. I moved myself closer, kissing him deeper. In no time I was ready to get naked. Standing up, I held out my hand to take his and pulled him into the bedroom. As Jefferson and I stood in front of the bed, my body leaned in close to his as our tongues danced and our hands explored each other's bodies.

He pushed me on the bed and climbed on top of me, holding my face in his hands as our lips reconnected.

I tugged at his t-shirt, pulling it over his head. He followed pulling my pants off and throwing them on the floor.

"I wore pretty underwear today," I pointed out baring my pink polka-dotted panties.
"Yes you did," he said pulling them off.

I tugged at his pants and he dropped them to the floor. My legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer to me and my hands roamed over his smooth skin as he pushed up my shirt and bra to get at my breasts. I sighed happily as he took a nipple in his mouth. Whimpers escaped my lips as he started to bite down. His hands held mine above my head as he continued to leave marks on my breasts.

He released my skin from his teeth and finished taking off my shirt, throwing it on the floor behind him.

Jefferson walked around to the other side of the bed, grabbing a condom, and climbed on. He pulled me underneath him and spread my legs, kneeling between them. I groaned as he pushed into me and started fucking me. His hands rested on either side of my head, pinning my arms up. My eyes closed, my body giving in to the warmth running through it.

I moaned loudly as Jefferson fucked me hard, grabbing my hair and kissing me deep.

He squeezed my breasts tightly, twisting and pulling on them as he trusted into me. I winced and squirmed underneath him but my pussy only got wetter in response. He loosened his grip and my chest heaved as my body recovered from the pain. Our eyes locked and I smiled up at him, lifting my head to give him a kiss, but he held back, smirking at me. I tried to sit up further, but he just held me down.

"Aw you suck!"

He laughed and finally leaned in to meet my kiss.

As Jefferson continued to fuck me roughly, I felt my body nearing orgasm. Jefferson sensed it as well and started fucking me even harder and pressing his hand against my throat. My body tensed and I let out a strained cry as I came hard around Jefferson's cock.

He pulled out as I caught my breath and laid down next to me. I turned and cuddled into him, sighing and smiling contentedly.