[pt. 2] Coffee Shop

Female's P.O.V~

He beams at me with lecherous eyes, as he rests his chin on my chest. "Please!" Seeing him react just the way I wanted, nervous and submissive, makes me happy.

I admire him for a few seconds before leading him to the storage room.

His moderate steps are so honest and obedient. He makes no fuss and follows me to the dim lights and crowded space. The room is filled with supplies and broken chairs.

I've been here before. I can still recall that day. His moans, his weak legs, and after effect. He grumbled about how he wasn't able to walk properly because I was too rough. But then again, he enjoyed it a lot.

"You remember how you were moaning, muffling, and intimidated that day?" His lips dry up as I pin him against the door after locking it.

He's trembling, breathing like he'd run miles. Keeping his eyes on my lips. "You remember how I drove that huge dick up in your sweet hole?" I turn him around, planting soft kisses on his neck as I draw my hands on his ass.

He shivers at each touch, trying to look back at me. "Your moans. I still remember them." Pinning his hands to the wall, I take away the apron.

From his waist to his shoulder, I drag my hands, relishing the reaction of my touch on his skin. "Will you moan like that for me again?" His whole body jitters as I briskly remove his shirt, baring his delicate skin.

"Answer me, baby. Will you moan for me?" He nods, "y-yes."

"Good boy!" Pushing my body against his back, I encourage my hands under his pants, feeling how much he needs me. His whimpers are quick to arrive as soon as I touch his length.

His fingers are trying to dig into the wall. His mouth falls open and his dick frees up. Out in the air.

I love watching him. The faces he makes are so tempting. "You drive me crazy, you know that?" His eyeballs shift to the side of his eyes, regarding me.

From base to the tip, from his ears to his shoulder, I plant my touch as his whimpers grow. He's twitching in my hands, bucking his hips, seeking every ounce of pleasure from me.

"Do you want it so bad?" Slow-paced, I ask. "Y-yes! Mommy!" So devoted. "I want more. It's not enough." I can't help but smirk at his words. Even his words are seductive.

"Go sit on that chair." Naked, he walks to the chair in the corner and watches me walk to him as he sits down on it.

I love it when he can't hold his eyes on mine as I gawk right through his soul. And he knows I love watching him struggling to keep his eyes on me. It makes me feel wetter every time.

I strip one cloth after one and watch his body tremble to the view. His dick twitches and his eyes flutter as he gasps for air. "You're so beautiful." He admires me as I straddle around his thighs, slowly driving my lips to his.

Male's P.O.V~

I love her bare body connecting to mine as she sits on my thighs, inches away from my length. Her stomach drawbacks against my length as her lips rub against mine. Carelessly kissing me so mildly.

I don't want to miss anything. She caused me to think of this same situation again and again until it brought me to this stage where I can't help but beg for her touch.

Promptly, she drives her lips from my neck to my chest, moving ahead on my nipples. I hold the chair steady as I watch her bite my nipples. Why is she so slow? She's killing me from the inside.

The slower she bites, the stronger her teeth dig into my skin, causing my hands onto her shoulders. The skin around my nipples soon turns red and into a painting of her teeth marks.

"Please! Fuck me already!" I beg like usual. I always think that I will not end up begging although I enjoy it so much. I want her to pleasure me more and more until I finally beg, but she always wins.

"Should I?" Her lips curl up, and her eyes beam with lust. "Yes! Please!" My whole body begs for her. I love the look on her face. It's nerve-wracking.

Abruptly, I watch her lift her hips in the air and sink slowly onto my dick. Inch by inch, she moans to it, forcing me to do the same.

It feels so full and intense inside her. The more she takes me inside, the tighter I feel around my cock. "Is this what you wanted?" She bites her lips, slowly pacing back and forth as she whimpers on top of me. My moans crack out as well as hers.

"Yes! I needed it." I watch her waist dance on top of me, her boobs bouncing at a slow pace and her mouth falling open. "Do I feel good mommy?" Shamelessly I ask, not allowed to thrust into her. I can't help but moan as well.

"Do you want to make me feel better?" She asks calmly, raising her speed. I nod my head vigorously. I'm eager to listen.

She smiles, leaning close to me and wrapping her arms around my collar. "I want you to pick me up and fuck me against the wall. As hard as you want. Will you do that?" It's like a cherry on top. She's asking me to do something I crave every day.

My blood rushes faster than ever as I become more impatient.

Quickly, I lift her, telling her to hold me tighter as she chuckles. "Aren't you one eager boy?"

"You made me like this?" I glare right into her eyes, pinning her against the wall. "You made me such a whore." Proudly, she smiles more, enjoying the need in me. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, mommy. I'll make you moan so much."

I plunge my hips into her, giving her the taste of what's coming. But she's not scared. She's enjoying it. She smirks at my words and glares at me. Of course, she's dominant.

Female's P.O.V~

I feel my back slamming hard against the cold wall as he starts plunging his huge dick into me. He looks at me with such passion. Like he's been waiting for it for so long.

"Go on then. Pleasure your mommy!" As soon as I utter that, the beast inside him unleashes. I feel his every inch digging deep inside me. My whole body quivers and grows sensitive.

He thrust so fast and harder as he bites into my neck, making me leave marks on his back with my nails. "You feel so good. You're so tight, mommy!" He cries out, fucking me harder into the wall.

"Do you like that?" I moan out, enjoying the passion my boy holds for me. "Oh, I love it. You know I do." He moans louder, "I've been wishing for it. I wanted to please you. I wanted to fuck you!"

I enjoy his words as well as his cock. "It's a chance I will never miss." He growls, raising his speed further and my grip grows tighter around his shoulder. "Harder!" I moan out. "Aren't you my good boy? Fuck me harder!"

The face he just made, like he'll do anything for me. "I've been dying to make you feel this good. Do you feel good, mommy?" He cries, trembling but sinking his dick deeper than ever into me. "I feel so good, baby."

"Call me your good boy, please!" He begs again. It's so beautiful that he never forgets his place. That he knows I own him. "Are you close, baby boy? The face you're making, you're close, aren't you?"

"Yes! I am. So, please call me your good boy!" Our breaths shorten up but our grips around each other tighten. He sinks his head into my neck as I do the same. "I wanna cum when you call me your good boy."

"Is that what you want?" He agrees, growling more than ever. That's how I realize he's holding himself together, but I'm not close yet. "I need you to do better than this." The control I have over him is so miraculous. He listens to everything I say.

A few more hard thrusts and I feel myself getting closer and him twitching and leaking inside me. He begs more and more until I call him a good boy. He finally moans out the wails of satisfaction and releases every drop inside me.

Breathing and trembling, he sits back in the chair, still holding me close to his body. "I -- I love you so much. So much mommy!"

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END OF THE PART 2.

---- Love, author!