Mark stared at the ceiling fan, its lazy spin mocking the whirlwind in his head. Last night, during their usual passionate tangle, Lena had gasped, 'Deeper, baby—fuck me deeper.' The words echoed now, stirring doubt. Did that mean she craved something bigger than his cock? He shook it off as insecurity, but the question lingered like sweat on skin.
Lena sauntered into the kitchen, her robe slipping off one shoulder, revealing the curve of her breast. 'You're brooding again, Mark. Spill it.' Her voice was sharp, laced with that witty edge he loved. 'Is this about my little request last night?'
He chuckled nervously, pouring coffee. 'Request? You mean demand. Deeper? What's that about? Got a bigger cock on your mind?' Lena laughed, leaning against the counter, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 'Oh please. Your cock hits all the right spots, but sometimes a girl wants to feel stretched. Doesn't mean I want to trade you in, idiot.'
Tension crackled as she stepped closer, her hand brushing his hardening length through his pants. 'Horny much? Let's settle this the fun way.' Mark pulled her in, their lips meeting in a fiery kiss that tasted of coffee and unspoken hunger. 'Prove it,' he murmured. Lena smirked, pushing him back. 'Watch me.'
They stumbled to the bedroom, clothes shedding like inhibitions. Lena's body pressed against his, her pussy already wet and dripping as she ground against his hard cock. 'Feel that? All for you,' she teased, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. 'But if you want to go deeper, you'd better earn it.' Mark groaned, flipping her onto the bed, but she rolled atop him, strong thighs pinning his hips.
'Not so fast,' Lena said, her voice husky. She slid down, taking his cock into her mouth for a slow, teasing blowjob. Her tongue swirled, making him pant. 'Mmm, hard as ever.' Mark's hands gripped her ass, pulling her closer. 'You're killing me, woman.' She laughed around him, the vibration sending sparks through his veins.
Lena climbed back up, positioning her dripping pussy over his cock. She sank down slowly, her walls clenching tight. 'Deeper,' she commanded, riding him with powerful thrusts. Sweat beaded on her skin as she moved, her breasts bouncing. 'Yes, like that—fuck, your cock feels so good.' Mark thrust up to meet her, their bodies slapping together, the room filling with moans and the scent of sex.
She leaned forward, whispering wickedly, 'Deeper still? Maybe I do fantasize about more sometimes.' But her grin was playful, not dismissive. Mark grabbed her hips, pounding harder, her pussy gripping him like a vice. Lena came first, her body shuddering, cum coating his cock as she cried out in ecstasy.
They collapsed, panting and sweating, limbs tangled. Lena traced circles on his chest. 'See? Your cock's perfect. But who knows what adventures await?' Mark smiled, the doubt fading, yet her words hinted at unexplored depths.
The night was just beginning, and Lena's eyes promised more than words could say.
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