She Made Me Turn On

ETHAN POV

Her lips feel warm and soft against mine; I swallow a gasp from her mouth that sounds so delicate, it draws a growl from my throat.

I grip her red hair tighter between my fingers, she gasps, and I take it all.

I kiss her furiously because that's how I kiss, and she keeps up with me like a fucking pro, although I shouldn't be surprised; she is a whore, after all.

But a fucking beautiful whore.

Queen's are beautiful, hot women, but this girl caught my eye the moment I saw her red hair.

She has a look between innocent and wicked that made my balls clench at the sight.

When I saw her in the VIP, I was surprised that someone like her was in this club because she's the kind of woman who brings a man to his knees, and a rich guy might have wanted to put a leash on her.

Especially with that body.

She has wide hips, a small waist, and a nice pair of perky breasts.

Speaking of which... I cup one of her breasts with one hand and feel how firm and plump they are.

I rip her bra open, and she gasps in surprise.

I smirk at her and cup her breasts with both hands.

Fuck, honey, what a nice nipples.

I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting, while with my other hand, caress the other one, preparing it for me.

Layla gasps, and one of her hands is on the back of my head as if she doesn't want me to ever leave.

I release her nipple with a plop and straighten up to look at her.

She has small freckles on her nose, her cheeks are flushed, and her blue eyes are clouded with excitement.

I have to admit, it's a fucking hot sight.

I reach for my belt, unbuckle it, and zipper my pants down.

Aren't you going to suck my cock, honey?

I look at her full, pink lips and I can't wait to slide my cock through them.

Layla nods and bends down, looking up at me with those big eyes, and a sigh escapes my lips.

This is the kind of look that drives us crazy, that few women have.

God, baby, I'd cum just seeing your face! I growls.

She smiles, pleased by my words.

She moves her hands to my cock and pulls it out of my boxers.

I'm proud of my size, and even more so when she wild her eyes in surprise.

Don't you like this size?

She wraps her hand around my cock and can't even get all of it.

"It's very big," she whispers.

What's up, babe?

Do only jerks with small cock come around here?

She didn't even respond.

She simply opens her mouth and sucks the tip of my cock, sending shivers through me.

She moves her tongue along the opening, drawing a hoarse gasp from me; I grip her hair in my hand and delight in the red color as if I am stained with blood.

She takes me deeper, and I begin to move my hips against her mouth forcefully, causing her to gag and gasp for air.

I pull out of her, watching saliva drip onto the floor, and she blinks back tears.

I brush away the drops with my thumbs and smile.

"If it's too much, tap my thigh," I said.

She looks at me in surprise, as if it's the last thing she expected to hear from me.

A bitter taste settles in my mouth knowing that other men aren't like us and only seek pleasure.

I'm not that kind of person, I like my sexual partners to enjoy themselves, even if they're whores I pay.

I make every girl I fuck here cum, and I never force them into things they don't want.

I'm not a fucking rapist.

And in fact, I am the one who hunts them in this city.

"It's okay," she whispers.

Her voice fascinates me, it sounds angelic and sensual.

I buried myself deep in her throat again until I was about to cum, she never touched my leg, and I even saw her clench her thighs together at my intensity.

"Drop on all fours on the bed, honey," I told her as remove my cock from her mouth.

I open one of the drawers on the wall and take out a condom, I put it on and approach her, who's already in position.

I touch her, and just as I thought, she's fucking wet.

You're dripping, baby, do you like it when I fuck your mouth?

She nods and looks at me over her shoulder with an expression of need and longing that almost makes me stagger.

I like it a lot.

I caress her bare back with my other hand, revealing the softness of her skin.

I feel an impulse and bend down to kiss her, Layla gasps, and I slide two fingers inside her.

Ethan, she gasps.

My balls clench at the sound of my name coming out of her mouth, and I'm feeling this is fucking intense.

Much more intense than other times.

"I'm going to fuck you because I can't take it anymore," I told her.

Yes, please! she said.

I close my eyes and open them as I begin to bury myself inside her.

She's tight, slippery, and hot.

I thrust in until I can't take any more and hold still, waiting for her to get used to my size.

I caress her perfect ass and begin to move, slowly at first, then quickly.

Her gasps and the way she clenches around me in her impending orgasm urge me to pound her harder.

I don't hold back and fuck her like the fucking animal I am until we're both panting in bed.

She must have cum three times, and I'm just getting started tonight night.