Pretty Monster

by Sheridan Anne

For those whose hubbies aren’t willing to pull a mask over their face and chase them through the woods. Dreams don’t always come true, but hopefully this will scratch that itch!

Sexy as sin, tall and broad and covered in tatts with the most panty-melting grin that sends a thrill through me every time he looks at me,

“You wanna bend over right now? I’ll fuck you until you cry. But you should be warned, I don’t play gently.”

the thought of some sexy-as-sin man touching me in the night has my blood pumping faster than ever before.

his voice so damn thick and low, speaking right to the whoring vixen who lives within me and pleasing her more than ever.

“When you take me in your mouth for the first time, I want you on your knees in black lingerie with that collar strapped tightly around your throat. Only then will you taste me.”

This dominant side of him renders me speechless, and I absolutely love it.

God, just the idea of this man exploding inside my little cunt sends me over the edge.

🤭🤭

I don’t dare move, loving the way his eyes darken with hunger. He lifts his hand back to my pussy and presses against my clit, and I gasp, feeling as he strokes back up toward my entrance, scooping up his cum before pushing it back inside me.

“Careful now,” I whisper. “You’re gonna make me fall in love with you.” “Good,” he murmurs, reaching up and brushing the tears from my face. “Because I think I’m already there.”

If he’ll take me rough and slam me against the wall. Will he demand to have me on my knees? Does he think about how it would feel to fuck my mouth? I can guarantee that I’ve thought about every possibility.

I ride him hard, bouncing up and down as I rock my hips, taking him deep as he locks his bloodied fingers around my throat. His grip tightens, constricting my airway, but it only has me desperate to ride him harder.