Chapter 5

• The kiss was intoxicating, gathering her into a fiery embrace that ignited a spark within her, unfamiliar warmth spreading through her veins. It wasn't the hesitant, almost clinical kisses she was used to from Kelvin, kisses that felt more like an obligation than a desire.
• This was raw, passionate, demanding, pulling a response from her she hadn't known she possessed. Her hands, almost of their own accord, found their way to Taylor’s hair, clutching at the bushy strands as the kiss deepened, her fingers tangling in the soft waves.
• She felt a strange, unfamiliar thrill, a keen desire to surrender to this giant straddling himself on top of her. Her body felt light, almost weightless, floating on a wave of sensation.
• Taylor groaned, it was a deep, guttural sound from his chest, pulling her closer, his ultra muscular body frame pressing against hers. He loved her responsiveness, her uninhibited passion.
• “Fuck! Fuck!! You’re so tight” he groaned.
• This was even better than Maxwell had promised.
• Her skin was soft, warm, yielding beneath his touch. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve, her round breasts, every dip, eliciting soft moans from her lips. His fingers traced the line of her spine, then settled on her hip, pulling her into his hard thrusts.
• "Fuck!! You are so damn soft!!!," he murmured against her lips, mouthing all the way down to the nape of her neck while his large body frame suppressed her beneath him, his voice husky with desire, his breath hot on her skin. "So soft." He added.
• Renee's senses were overwhelmed. The feeling of his skin against hers, the smell of him; whisky, a clean, masculine musk, and something else, something intoxicatingly unfamiliar – the taste of his mouth, the rough stubble of his jaw against her cheek and his firm thrusts – it was all consuming. Too ultra masculine for her timid tender nature.
• Her body, betraying her conscious mind, responded with an intensity that shocked her. She arched into his touch when his warm mouth found her nipples, her legs tangling with his, a desperate need building within her, a yearning she hadn't known she had. A low, involuntary whimper escaped her throat.
• "Kelvin," she whispered again, a soft sigh against his lips, her body trembling with fear and a strange, undeniable pleasure. "Please… stop."
• Taylor didn't hear the desperation, only the name, which he still dismissed as a playful fantasy. He heard the plea, the desire in her voice. He pulled back slightly, just enough to look into her hazy eyes, a triumphant glint in his own. "Oh, I won't, baby," he promised, his voice a low growl. "Not tonight. Tonight, you're all mine. Your pussy is all mine."
• “Take all of me! Take me..” she whimpered salaciously.
• “Call me Daddy! Who’s your daddy?” Taylor asked as he fetched her breasts into one hand and sucked her nipples together.
• “You’re my daddy…I’m yours daddy!” She cried as his slurpy wet lips traveled all the way down from her breasts, and found her pussy lips.
• He kissed her again, deeper this time, his tongue exploring the warm cavern of her mouth. His hand slid between their bodies, finding the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thigh, his fingers guiding his penis, all the smooth way back into her vagina, causing her to jerk at the swift probe of her virgin walls.
• Renee gasped, her body arching involuntarily, a wave of pure sensation washing over her. She pressed herself against him, her hips instinctively seeking his thrust.
• He moved above her, his weight heavy and comforting. Her legs parted, welcoming him, her body eager for the connection that took forever to wreck her.
• Taylor slowed down his strokes, reentered her slowly, deliberately, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Renee, the purest form of excruciating pain engulfed her senses as his 9 inches penis tore through her vagina, sliding all the way to her womb. She cried out, a muffled sound against his shoulder.
• “Take it out you are hurting me” she cried even louder when he reintroduced another sharp stroke, she could feel her pussy walls contracting and gripping his big dick.
• “Shhhhh… just take big daddy’s dick baby. Just take it” He growled into her ears as he savored the sweetness of her body. “Fuck the gates of hell, your pussy is so fucking tight! My goodness!”
• “Daddy… please…it’s hurting me” Renee cried, spreading her legs further to receive him.
• "I will take it easy, my love," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "I've got you. Just breathe."
• Every subsequent breath in, came with a deep stroke and Renee was slowly loosing her mind to the wind of sweet pain clouding her senses.
• Their lovemaking began, a fervent, uninhibited dance of their bodies.
• Renee, lost in a haze allowed the raw, primal pleasure she was beginning to feel, consume her entirely. So much so she began to beg Taylor to go harder.
• And he obeyed!!
• He fucked her like a wild beast!
• Her body moved with an instinctual rhythm, responding to his every touch, every thrust.
• The boundaries she had meticulously built around herself, the emotional walls she had erected against Kelvin, crumbled under the onslaught of sensation.
• She was utterly consumed, her mind a blank slate, her body alive in a way it had never been, vibrating with a desperate, unfamiliar joy that sent torrents of tears flowing down her cheeks as Taylor continued to fuck her.
• When Taylor spanned Renee into a spooning position, she begged him to choke her and take her life.
• Taylor, equally lost in the haze of alcohol, found himself swept away by her unexpected want for more.
• There was an innocence to how she grasped him, like she was scared of him pulling out of her and wanted him inside her forever. He loved it. He had not felt this wanted by a woman in a long time.
• She was wild in an innocent way, she was different from the hookers he usually encountered. Her moans, her cries, her desperate pleas – "More, Kelvin, please more!" – only fuelled his desire, pushing him further, deeper.
• He moved with so much intensity, excruciatingly hard strokes driven by instinct, by the intoxicating combination of lust and liquor. He felt her nails digging into his back, her hips rising to meet his, her body convulsing beneath him.
• "Yes, that's it, baby, take this dick!!!," he gasped, his breath ragged, his body trembling with the effort of holding back, of prolonging the exquisite agony. "You're so good. So beautiful."
• The night wore on, tangled legs, whispered breaths, sweet nonsense, fervent kisses, and rising heat.
• Renee, clung to him, her body arching as he pounded into the depths of her waterfalls, her nails digging into his back, her legs wrapped tightly around him.
• Finally, with a shared climax, they reached their peak, their bodies convulsing together in a powerful, shattering release.
• Taylor collapsed onto her, his breath ragged, his body heavy and his penis pulsating inside her. Renee lay beneath him, her muscles trembling, her mind a dizzying void, the last vestiges of the drug finally pulling her into a deep sleep.
• Taylor, exhausted and deeply satisfied, pulled Renee close, burying his face in her hair. He drifted off to sleep almost immediately, a contented sigh escaping his lips.
• Both of them utterly unaware of what they have done.