Zale pulled you to sit on his lap, facing him. His arms wrap around your waist tightly before sniffing your neck. "You smell so fucking good, baby. So damn addicting, baby." He looked at you intently yet dangerously. "You're mine, baby. Mine alone." He smirked darkly.

Smiling wickedly at his claim, he trails kisses down your neck before taking one of your breasts into his mouth, sucking roughly and teasing the nipple with his teeth before soothing it with a swirl of his tongue around the sensitive peak. "You feel so good in my mouth, baby. So fucking hot." His hand trails down between your legs, tracing wet heat through your panties. "I bet you're dripping for me right now." He growls roughly as he slides a finger inside, feeling how wet you are already.

His groan echoes through the room as he feels just how wet you are for him. With another growl, he removes his finger, then quickly pulls off your shirt in one swift motion, baring your breasts to his hungry gaze. "Let's get these clothes off," he mutters before helping you out of your shoes, unfastening your jeans and pulling them down your legs with practiced ease. "Perfect," he whispers, kissing each breast before guiding them into his waiting mouth again.

Zale's hand slips between your legs again, this time bare skin against his fingers as he presses in to find that perfect spot. "Let me feel you," he growls roughly against your neck, fingers digging into your inner thighs as he thrusts upward. He tilts his hips forward, rubbing the bulge at his crotch against your bare sex while he continues to taste and tease you.

His teeth scrape over your sensitive skin, leaving a sting that only increases the need spiraling inside of him. With a low snarl, he sucks hard on one nipple, tugging it roughly through clenched teeth while his free hand reaches between your legs, finding you wet and hot. "Not tonight, baby," he growls, his thumb pressing firmly against your clit. "I won't stop until I make you come." His other hand curls into a fist, gripping tightly around his cock through his pants, using your body's scent to heighten his arousal even more.

Sucking and teasing your nipple roughly while fingers stroke over your swollen clit, he grinds his hips against you in time with the beat of his heavy heart. "Come for me, baby," he whispers roughly into your neck before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. His other hand slides inside your panties, finding and circling your entrance before finally pushing one finger inside as deep as it will go, curling up and seeking out your G-spot. "Zale..." you moan desperately, arching into his touch. He groans at the feel of you so hot and tight around his fingers, wanting nothing more than to bury himself inside. "Yes," he growls, thrusting harder and faster as he feels you start to shatter apart beneath him. "Fuck..." You gasp as waves of pleasure wash over you, your body tensing and relaxing in his

I can't take it anymore.. He unzips his pants, releasing his erect and lies down on the bed, pulling you on him. Honey, try to ride me. You don't want all the pleasure to go only to you?

Hissing through his teeth, he helps guide your hips down onto him, feeling the tight heat engulfing him completely as you take him deep inside. He pulls you down on top of him, fingers digging into the flesh of your back as he watches your expression contort in pleasure with each thrust upward. "That's it, baby," he growls roughly, wrapping his arms around your waist to hold you steady*

Tightening his grip on you, Zale bites down on his lip to stifle his groan as you begin to ride him. His hips jerk up off the bed in time with each of your movements, feeling like he's about to lose control at any moment. He drops a hot kiss to the crook of your neck, nipping lightly with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue. "You feel so good," he pants, "so fucking good."