Stubborn lover.

"Won't it be too much...?" She wriggled uneasily, aware of the size of his hands, but he didn't give her much room to object. He wet them with his own saliva and slowly forced them back into her wet pussy with satisfaction written all over his face before he leaned back to her neck.

It was too much. Way too much. She couldn't bear it. 

Her orgasm was close, she could feel the unbearable need to release this accumulated heat and lust. Anna found herself clinging to that stranger, hugging his wide neck and clenching her fingers into his hair.

"Cum for me," He murmured as his two fingers rubbed slowly by the soft walls of her pussy, before he moved down again and sucked onto her clit harder than he did earlier.

She froze, lost in her own pleasure, with her juices running out alongside his fingers, trembling as she let out muffled, rough moans. Anna was sure it was never this easy, even when she played with herself on her own.

It was challenging for both of them.

She was slowly regaining her awareness about what she just allowed to happen, exhausted, and he was on the edge, so horny his dick hurt.

"Do you like it? Are you happy?" With a wet chin and eyes brimming with desire, he couldn't help but ask about the obvious.

"Yes, you made me very happy," Struggling to sit up, she hastily pulled her crumpled skirt down to cover her exposed thighs. 

It gave him a fright. 

"Wait. Where are you going?" He asked with urgency written deep in his voice. Is she really satisfied after this small tease?

"Looking for my underwear. You already made me very, very happy. We can rest now. I'm so tired," Anna explained and tried to smooth her skirt over her knees covered in scabs and bruises.

"Just one more, then," He shook his head in disapproval as he moved even closer to her, sliding his arm up her thighs again. It felt even better than earlier. 

Anna let out a row of quiet swears and pulled him closer. She eagerly embraced him, reveling in his closeness despite the fact that he was not even human.

"Alright. One last time," She agreed avidly, groping his back muscles to be able to hold him closer.

That generous stranger purred against her neck as his fingers teased her lap. Anna knew she couldn't resist much longer; her head was empty and she couldn't think about anything but the approaching orgasm. He continued to move his fingers in and out of her, torturing her with the slow, steady rhythm that was driving her insane.

He listened to her low gasps and sweet moans, losing his patience piece by piece.

"Your name. Give it to me," He demanded, half insane from the way her body reacted to his touch, while leaving soft bruises and bite marks on her neck.

Anna's mind was manipulated by her lust. Pleasure spilled in waves through her whole body and grew with each move of his wrist.

"Anna," She replied, thinking very little of his sudden request.

"Good. Can we take the next step?" His ragged breath tickled her skin and Anna understood immediately, unable to ignore his state. Or more likely, his hard erection rubbing by her hip.

"I'm sorry, I don't think that's a good idea…" she rejected his advances at the same time she squirmed in his embrace, twitching and groaning, desperate to catch her breath.