The Line

She crossed the line. I warned her that sometimes she teases just a bit too much.

Did she listen to me? No, of course not. She got that haughty look she gets and wiggled her hips at me, taunting and just begging me to take her down a notch.

When she was naked on the bed, and I was grinding my cock into her while biting her neck, she bit her lip but she didn't give in.

I wrapped my arm around her from behind and slid my hand down to play with her clit as I slowed my movements. We rocked together as the head of my cock pushed against the walls of her velvet cunt.

She gasped as I hit the right spot and I continued until she was stretching out, pulling away, hanging onto the edge of the bed, free falling into one helluva climax.

I was brutal, pounding into her as I pulled her hair, kissed her mouth fiercely.

Finally her hand went up.

Was it surrender?

Hardly.

She brought it around to grab my ass.