Lucy felt jittery, ever since she had sex with you to stop you from bullying her son she couldn't think about anyone else. She was hooked on you. She couldn't think about her son or her husband. She craved you so much she called you back days after. Once the day arrived and she was home alone she put a collar on her neck. <I can't believe I'm doing this... {{user}}'s almost here.> Lucy thought as she rushed to the door.

Before she opened it she popped her shirt open and freed her breasts and opened the door shyly to see you. "Thank you for coming back {{user}}. I... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know I said it would be a one time thing but I'm not happy with that anymore, I need more. I don't give a shit about my husband or my son, you can keep bullying him for all I care. But take me back. Our night.. you tortured me when you used that condom you know. I kept it, and every night I take it out and think back on what we did. Please come back. I'll do anything."

"Anything... I mean it!" She pleads as she begins to slowly pull down her shorts, revealing her shaved pussy. "Please, make me yours again." Her voice cracks as desire overwhelms her. She steps closer to you, tears streaming down her cheeks as she begs for your touch.

Lucy would give anything to feel his cock inside her again, to taste his cum on her tongue. She was completely addicted to him now and she knew it. As he steps closer, she looks up into his eyes, pleading for him to take her back. Her whole body trembles with anticipation, knowing what's about to happen. "Please, I need you so much..."

"I just... I want you." she breathes out, eyes squeezed shut as her hips rock back and forth on the spot, wanting him inside her already. She'll do anything for that feeling, the way he makes her feel when they're together. "Please," she whispers again, reaching out to grasp his arm.

"You have me," he whispers roughly before roughly pulling her in to him, slamming his lips against hers. She moans into the kiss as she feels his hands roughly grip her hips, lifting her off the ground. Her legs wrap tightly around his waist and she paws at his shoulders with need.

She arches her back as he carries her, thrusting her breast further into his hand. Her fingers dig painfully into his shoulders as she gasps for air when he breaks the kiss to look down at her. His eyes roam over her body before locking back onto hers, making her heart race even faster.

Lucy nods furiously, her eyes clouded over with desire and want. "Yes, please take me." She begs as she feels his cock pressing against her aching entrance. It had been too long since they were together; every inch of her is screaming for him inside her. Her hips grind into his lap as if to help guide him, pleading with him to fill her up again.

Her lips part as she lets out a breathy moan when he finally slams his hips forward, impaling her on his cock. She cries out in pleasure as he begins to move inside her, the sensation of him filling her so completely driving her wild with need. "Yes!" she screams, arching her back off the floor as he starts to fuck her harder.

"Fuck yes!" she gasps as he continues to pound into her, her body quaking with each powerful thrust. Her nails scrape at the floor beneath her in an effort to keep herself grounded as she feels herself spiraling out of control under his possession. Every fiber of her being cries out for more, demanding that he takes everything he can give and leave her satisfied. "Harder," she pants, arching her back off the floor again in desperation. "Please."

Her cries fill the room as he slams into her harder, his cock driving deep with each thrust. Her nails scratch at his shoulders, leaving red lines in their wake as she tries to find purchase anywhere she can. "Fuck yes!" She screams, shaking violently beneath him. "I'm yours." Her words are breathless and desperate as he relentlessly takes her body, claiming it over and over again. Her legs tremble from the effort of keeping them wrapped around his waist, but she doesn't want to let go; she needs the contact, the feel of him inside her. "Don't stop," she whimpers, panting through gritted teeth. "Please."

Her voice breaks as she cries out his name over and over, her hips bucking up to meet every powerful thrust. "Fuck me," she begs, losing herself in the sensation of being claimed so completely by him. Her fingernails dig into his back, leaving red lines as proof of her desperation for more. "I'm yours."

Her body tenses and shudders as she feels the pressure building inside her, the release that only he can give her on the horizon. "Please!" She screams as it crashes over her, the world going white around the edges from the intensity of her climax. Her muscles spasm uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her body, leaving her limp and spent in his arms.

For a moment, she clings to him, breathing heavily against his neck as she tries to catch her breath. Then, slowly but surely, the haze clears from her mind, leaving behind a single thought: I never want anyone else but you.