That was if she didn't catch him first. Sometimes she would wait in the room for him to come out of the shower in just his towel and other days she'd jump him before he could even take his clothes, his muscles firm from exertion and his mind focused on one thing. Making her cum. She thought about a specific time in particular when she had waited in just his shirt, coconut oil spread all over her skin making it shine in the late sun. She had known something was different from the beginning. His eyes were wild with primal hunger. Lust. He looked at her as if she could satiate his every need. And she could. She stood in the door waiting for him until and he wasted no time. He ripped off the shirt from her, buttons flying across the room as he pulled her into a long kiss, his tongue entwined with hers, his hands exploring the ridges of her backs, grasping it with desperate vigour, pulling the firm skin until it left red lines when his fingers had been.
Beth remembered how his towel has suddenly disappeared and she felt his turgid cock in between her legs and even though she still had her underwear on, she could feel it rub up against her pussy. It was like an on switch and moisture began to form between her legs, lubricating the friction his cock and her vagina. It was also that he disengaged the kiss whilst grabbing her throat and looking her in the eyes. With one fluid motion he pushed her forcefully towards the wall, her head hitting it with a soft thump, her leg raised in his left hand and his right hand around her neck tightening as she struggled to breathe and somehow his penis had managed to shift her panties to the side and he penetrated her easily, her cum allowing his penis to slide perfectly in for the whole length until she could feel his hips against hers. The effect was ecstasy. He gripped her like he would a wrestler and followed up that move by hoisting her up with just his upper body strength moving her body up and down the length of his penis as he fed on her moans.
Beth hung around his neck as he continued pumping her, her gasps giving him goosebumps in along his arms to accompany the rippling muscles and veins. He could feel her cum dripping down his own cock and that gave him new strength. He was, however, an malevolent boyfriend. He threw her on to the bed and she landed on her back trying to catch her breath. He smirked and began his torture. He brought his lips to her pussy and began exploring with his tongue, it moving to and fro from her clitoris to further in. He'd kiss and suck and lick until she shuddered as if with pain. Beth hated to be teased but this was too good and she knew he loved her tasted. As soon as she was soaking he spun her round onto her knees and gripped her ponytail as if they were reins. He needed to. He leaned forward and entered himself into her, slowly and first starting with a trot. Before long that trot became a canter and that canter evolved into a gallop, until he was averaging three thrusts a second.
