Rough and Ready: A Hot Night of Fucking

She knew exactly what she wanted when she walked into his bedroom. Her eyes locked onto his, a smoldering gaze that left no room for misunderstandings. She was ready to fuck, and she wanted him to fuck her hard.

The air was thick with anticipation as they stripped each other down, clothes flying in every direction. Her pussy was already dripping wet, eager for his touch. He grabbed her ass, pulling her against him, letting her feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

He spun her around, bending her over the bed. His hand came down hard on her ass, the smack echoing through the room. She moaned, pushing her ass back against him, begging for more. He obliged, his fingers sliding into her pussy, feeling her wetness.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, his cock throbbing with need. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t walk straight tomorrow.”

She looked back at him, a wicked smile on her face. “Promises, promises.”

He rammed his cock into her, her body welcoming him with a moan. He grabbed her hips, pulling her onto him as he thrust deeper and deeper. The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, their moans mixing together in a symphony of lust.

“Suck,” she said, pulling away from him to her knees. His cock glistened with her wetness. She wrapped her lips around his dick, her tongue swirling around the head. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she sucked him deep into her throat.

He pulled her back up, his cock sliding back into her pussy. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. She cried out, her body tensing as he fucked her harder, his cock hitting all the right spots.

“I’m close,” he grunted, his body tensing. “I’m going to fill you up.”

“Do it,” she