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"When was the last time you did something just for the hell of it?" you asked, your lips brushing against his ear in a way that made Michael tremble. He considered your question. When had he?
"I… I don't know." he replied, breath hitching when you captured him in a passionate kiss. Pulling away, you were quick to target his neck, licking and sucking as you slid his belt off and unbuttoned his pants. "Guess there's no better time than the present..." Michael babbled, gasping again when your hand slipped into his boxers, rubbing his half-hard cock until he was fully erect. Incensed by your scent and the movement of your hand, he had already made up his mind.
Grabbing your face, he kissed you hard and lowered you on your back. Throwing off his white undershirt and pants, Michael's hands were quick to slip under your blouse, feeling the soft skin that was there before helping you strip. Your business slacks were the next to go, leaving him in the perfect position between your thighs. Enthralled at the sight, you nodded eagerly for him to proceed, and he readily obliged.
Spreading your legs, Michael dove down to lap at your clit, circling the sensitive spot with his tongue. You groaned, throwing your head back as you clutched onto his shoulders. Then, continuing to suck and lick at you, he couldn't help but moan when your (thankfully) blunt fingernails dug into his back. With the combined effort of his mouth and the fingers he'd been pumping in and out, you were soon overcome with pleasure.
"Come here, come here…" you muttered, pulling him closer as you sat up.
Reconnecting your lips, your tongue edged easily into his mouth, the taste of yourself getting you even hotter. As you moved onto his lap, Micheal's hands were firmly planted on your hips, helping to guide you. Moaning at the initial brush of his cock-head against your slick, you began to sink down, allowing him to fill you up gradually. Michael groaned in turn, hiding his face in your neck and biting down softly when he finally bottomed out.
He moved at a slow but steady pace, eyes screwing shut every time you clenched down on his cock. It was obvious in the way he reacted that it had been a while since his last encounter and from the way he held you, Michael was used to being gentle with his partners. However, you were keen to see what fantasies he'd been holding onto. Even more than that, you wanted to see how rough he could get with a little encouragement. Leaning in, you grinned as you spat out the words, trying to make them sound as nasty as possible,
"Is that the best you can do, Michael? No wonder nobody listens to you."
Watching his face, you knew you had hit a nerve when his eyebrows knit together in that classic 'disappointed dad' look. Michael was used to hearing such sentiments outside of situations like this, but something about hearing it while he was inside of someone seemed to set him off. And he could tell by the look on your face that this was exactly what you wanted. Pulling out with a grunt, Michael grabbed you and flipped you on your front, tugging you towards the edge of the bed.
Then, taking hold of your legs so they were on either side of his hips, he gave no warning before sharply thrusting into you from behind. Crying out at the mix of pain and pleasure, all you could do was grip onto the sheets as he pumped in and out, the sound of skin against skin blending with your desperate noises. Reaching around, Michael rubbed at your already sensitive clit, the overstimulation nearly bringing you to tears.
The added sensation of him pounding away inside you made everything that much more intense and you were overjoyed at how easy it was to bring this side out of him. Soon, you were cumming again, contracting around him as you did so. This made Michael cry out, thrusting as fast and as deep as he could, being the one to dig his nails in this time around. Still hammering into you, he gave your ass an experimental swat to which you reacted more excitedly than he expected. At your encouragement, Michael continued, smacking you harder with each thrust until he couldn't go on any longer.
Burying his cock inside you to the fullest possible depth, he roughly kneaded your clit one last time, causing you to clamp down on him once more and milk him dry at last. Cum dripping out onto your thighs, you could hear the smug inflection in his voice as Michael quipped,
"Listening now?"
Well, maybe it sounded better in his head...