Calling for Greer(Greer) / Private location - Gilded Cage

"How I feel...." while a louder cry as he thrusts again.

He leaned over. Growled in her ear. Pulled almost all the way out of her. "Hot. Wet. Needy." Slowly thrust back into her. All the way and pressed his hips against hers hard. "Tight too. Like ya don't wanna let me go." Back out again. "Like you're just waitin for me to slide back in ya." Demonstrating by thrusting into her hard.

Listening to him , "Yes, Yes, and Yes", then a soft "Hell yes" with a scream of pleasure as he thrusts in again.

Then a soft laugh, "Oh shit now I get it....."barely above a whisper pushing against him.

Women were confusing. He put one hand on her hip. Pulled her back hard against him. He groaned next to her ear again. Sliding out of her before another hard thrust back into her. "Get what darlin?" Then leaned over to bite her shoulder when he thrust hard into her again.

He got her full attention, the thought just left her head, as a sharp cry sounds while he makes sure he's got her full attention.

He twisted. Lay down behind her on the bed. Almost like he was cuddling her. Ran his hand up her back to bend her torso forward. Then grabbed her hips again. This let him thrust into her harder. His growl was louder this time. Careful not to hurt her with his strength. But still shoving hard into her in a quickening rhythm.

She cries out a sharp "Si" as he does so, adjusting her hips to help him, and clenches him quickly to show her appreciation.

He didn't pause. Didn't even slow down. He kept thrusting hard into her. One hand slid under her neck. So he could lean forward and bite her shoulder. Just enough to hurt a little. And his growl got louder.

She lets out a series of sharp barks, accented by his thrusts, then he bit, and a louder "SI" sounded. One of her hands went to her breast, and the other down to her own button. Her hips fighting for their own rhythm while taking him with no issue.

He decided to push her. She felt so good. His groans were loud. Matching her own sounds. But he held himself back. Kept pulling her back to him. Kept thrusting hard into her. He licked her neck. Then bit into her shoulder again.

It' obviously he's getting no show, while her head arches back, letting out a louder cry, while he gets more intense, and the bite she screeches/sings out a shorter cry than he's heard from her, as another ripple goes through her.

When he felt that ripple he pulled her hard against him. Hard. Held her there. Let her feel him swelling inside of her. Let her feel his pleasure. He growled against her shoulder as his own ripple went through him.

Another ripple went through her, "You feel amazing" she says barely above a whisper, and leans into him.

He pulled her against him. Continued to shiver. "Ya feel pretty amazin' too darlin'." He smiled and kissed her shoulder. "Didn't mean ta hurt ya there if I did."

"No you didn't hurt me, I am working on my natural ability to take damage, and when it's at it's full potential you can go house with no issue." with a soft laugh "And what I realized is that I had told Estaban I was tired of all the gentlemen I kept meeting. I think you were the answer to that statement." with a deep rich chuckle.

Turning kissing him deeply, and then softly "How many positions are we down?"

He laughed and kissed her. Nipped her lip gently. "Four." He held her against him with one arm. "How does me bein tha answer ta that statement mean ya get it?" He traced a circle on her stomach with one hand. "Unless he thinks I ain't much of a gentleman."

" You keep saying you ate not one." kissing him back then with an impish smile "Up to 5?" with a soft laugh.

He laughed. "Always up for five." Then he kissed her shoulder. "I ain't a gentleman. Don't mean I take kindly ta Toreador wannabe playboys sayin' I ain't one." Then he turned her onto her stomach. Leaned over to kiss her neck. "Lift ya hips a little. Not all tha way on ya knees, though. Keep ya thighs tagether."

"Actually your my type of gentleman." shifting as directed her legs together and then tilting up.

He shifted. Straddled her legs. Then he slid out of her nice and slow. Then back in just as slow. "What kinda gentleman is that darlin?" He pressed against her hips. Then repeated the slow process.

"One " soft mew "that is taking very good care" another soft mew "of me." gentle tightening again.

He chuckled. Then his hands gripped her hips. Reached between. Held her lower lips open. That same slow hard thrust. Then another. And another. "This ain't much like work darlin. I'm havin' too much fun." More slow thrusts. Pulling almost completely out of her each time.

A gasp as he parts her , then a soft growl of frustration as he goes so slow "no one trick pony are you." breathy said.

She couldn't see it. But he smiled at her growl. Then he kept moving at that slow pace. Sliding out of her. Leaving just the tip of the head inside of her. Then sliding back inside of her. Still holding her open while he moved so slowly. "I try not ta be." Another slow thrust. Grinding his hips against her for a moment. Then another slow thrust. "Ya like this position too darlin?"

"Si" with another low growl and next when he entered she squeezed him so he had friction all the way in.