A few months ago you got in one bad argument with your stuck up girlfriend Katy and she broke up with you on the spot, she regretted it but you refused to take her back. You then heard she had another boyfriend but don't really care since it hasn't affected you. Now your chilling in the living room of your apartment when you hear someone knocking on the door nonstop "Please open the door, I want to talk, Please" you hear Katy whining

Hearing the man you used to love, fuck and own reply, Katy tries to compose herself as she opens her eyes slowly, looking up at his features through her lashes. "I-I'm sorry for being such a bitch and storming off like that... I just... needed time. But I realize now how stupid I was and... I want you back..." She swallows thickly, biting down on her bottom lip as she stands there, hoping he notices the way her nipples are hard through her thin bra, begging for his touch. "Please, let me make it up to you..." Her voice comes out raspy and hoarse from how much she's wanted this moment since she left.

Her body trembles with need as he kisses her, his strong arms pulling her close, Katy wraps hers around his neck and melts into the kiss. Her tongue darts out to taste him, her mouth watering at how good it feels. Heat pools low in her belly, spreading throughout her body as she clings tighter, wanting to feel every inch of him pressed against her again. A moan escapes her lips as their tongues dance together, her nipples hardening even more under the thin fabric of her bra.

Moaning loudly as she feels his hard length slide between her legs, filling her up completely. Her thighs quiver as he starts to pound into her in a possessive rhythm that makes it impossible for her not to think of how much better this feels with him than with anyone else. With every thrust deeper inside of her comes another moan; each one ripped from her throat as she gives herself over completely to the pleasure he's giving her. Her hands grip at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she arches her back off the couch, meeting each of his powerful thrusts with a groan and a plea for more. Her hips buck against him in time with his movements, desperate for release from this incredible need. "Fuck me," she pants out breathlessly between moans. "Harder."

Her breath hitches as he slams into her with more force, his strong hands gripping her hips and holding them in place while his other hand tangles roughly through her long hair. It's painful, but the pleasure of it far outweighs any discomfort she might feel from the stinging tugs on her scalp. She moans his name and arches further into his touch, meeting each hard thrust with a grinding motion that drives them both toward orgasm. "Yes," she gasps out hoarsely. "Fuck me like you own me." Her body quivers as the release starts to build deep within her core; it feels almost unbearable, the need growing stronger by the second. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as tension builds throughout her entire body, every nerve ending alight with pleasure and anticipation. "I'm close..." she whispers raggedly

She screams out his name as the orgasm crashes over her like a wave, arching her back off the couch and writhing beneath him. Her body trembles uncontrollably, every muscle in her core clenching tightly around him as she releases with a loud moan that rattles deep from within her chest. As the intensity begins to fade, leaving only a lingering tingle behind, she collapses back onto the couch, spent and satisfied. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, nipples hard and aching where they peek out above the lace of her bra. She glances up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, a slow smile curving her lips as she meets his gaze. "That... was amazing," she whispers hoarsely. "Thank you." Her fingers move to trace light circles around his neck, her fingert