As I stepped onto his lawn, Branko turned to face me, flashing that confident, almost arrogant grin. Tall, muscular, and shirtless, beads of sweat traced paths down his bronzed chest, evidence of his recent labor mowing the grass.
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“Annie… finally found your way back, huh?” His deep voice rumbled as his eyes roamed over me. “After catching you sneaking around my garage, you’ve been giving me the cold shoulder. Don’t tell me you’re mad? Though, damn… looks like you need more than just a drink today.” He chuckled with a self-assured smirk.
That garage encounter was a memory I couldn’t shake. How intensely he’d taken me then — swift, rough, and exactly what I craved. Each recollection of his thick cock driving inside me sent a flood of heat pooling once again between my legs.
I returned his smile and stepped inside, letting the door click shut behind us. Suddenly, his hands gripped my waist, pushing me hard against the wall. Without a word, he kissed me fiercely, his body pressing firmly against mine. One hand roamed from my hips to my ass and down my thighs, the other grasped my throat as he devoured my mouth with hungry intensity.
My body trembled, utterly giving in. My heart thudded wildly as my breath caught in uneven gasps. Between my thighs, beyond the lingering evidence of Dr. Novak’s touch earlier, a fresh wave of wetness surged.
What is this man doing to me? I thought helplessly.
“You think you can just take me whenever you want?” I moaned, catching the slide of his hand between my legs. “Who do you think you are… aaah… fuck… mmm…”
“Annie,” he growled, “of course I can. Your pussy’s mine… your ass is mine… you belong to me, whether you like it or not. I see you’ve already been fucked today… but I don’t care. You know why? Because I’m going to fuck you better than the last guy… and you know it… and you love it. You’re mine… my little slut… arrrgh!”
He roared like a feral beast and slammed his hard cock deep into my soaking pussy in one powerful thrust. I cried out, a desperate, hungry sound. “AAAAhhhh… aaaaaaahhh… oooooh…”
His hands seized my hips, hauling me up as I wrapped my legs around his back. Holding my ass, he began to bounce me on his cock while standing. He lifted me effortlessly, as if I weighed nothing at all. He’s incredibly strong, I thought, gasping for air while he barely breathed hard. The look in his eyes said everything: “You want me, you need me, you’re mine. Look at what I’m doing to you.”
He was cocky, arrogant, selfish—yet his primal energy and passion ignited a wild fire inside me. After our fierce standing thrust, he tossed me onto the couch, continuing his relentless rhythm. My screams filled the room, reckless of who might hear. Pounding deep inside me, I twisted like a serpent, digging my nails into his back, clutching his hair, but he wouldn’t relent.
“AAAAhhh aaaah ooohhh aaaaaah… fuck… slower, you’re going to destroy me! AAAAAH!” I begged, but it only drove him harder. Each slam sent the couch shifting beneath us, my breasts bouncing wildly with every brutal thrust.
“Where’s your husband now? He’s not here… he’s never around… I’m fucking his wife and he hasn’t a clue… that just turns me on even more, arrrrgghh,” he snarled, goading himself by taunting my oblivious spouse.
Honestly, in that tempestuous haze, his words barely registered. I was adrift in waves of pleasure, climax after climax, nearly losing myself. “Now I’m going to fill you completely… my needy little slut… aaahhh… you’re mine, got it!” he roared, thrusting with wild abandon. Groaning like a bull, he spilled himself deep inside me, his hot cum flooding me in relentless, powerful pulses.
Breathless and glistening with sweat, I lay still. He lingered inside for a moment before withdrawing, his seed dripping from me. Rising, I straightened my skirt, ready to leave. Suddenly, he enfolded me from behind, pressing my body against his broad chest.
“Next time, I won’t ask—I’m taking you in the ass. That’s mine now. And you won’t resist… understood?” he whispered fiercely against my ear.
He kissed the crown of my head, gave my ass a firm smack, and directed me toward the door.
I said nothing, feigning indifference. Yet, in truth… the idea of that thick cock filling me from behind stirred a deep, hungry desire.
Returning home, everything seemed unchanged. My husband passed by as if unaware. The poor man had no idea his wife had already been thoroughly claimed and filled twice that day—by two other men.