In the first instant, there was the faintest hint of a shiver, as if her entire body had tightened in anticipation. I watched, mesmerized, as she drew in a sharp breath, her breasts swelling with the motion. Then, in a swift, fluid movement, she was on the bed, her knees slightly parted, her pussy shaved and glistening wetly in the lamplight.

Her arms were above her head, her wrists crossed as if she was begging me to tie her up. But I was far too impatient for that. I wanted nothing more than to plunge my hard, aching cock into her sweet, tight cunt. I wanted to feel her squeeze me, to hear her gasp and moan and cry out my name as I fucked her senseless.

The power I held over her was intoxicating. I was older, of course, much older than her, but I was still in my prime. I had a body honed by years of physical labor and an insatiable sexual hunger that had driven me to take her in every possible way.

And she had been willing. Eager, even. She had sought me out, had come to me in the darkest hours of the night, begging for my touch. And who was I to deny her?

Now, I stood over her, my eyes roving over her trembling, sweat-dotted body, my cock twitching with need. I had to have her. There was no other option.

I knelt between her legs, my hands rough on her soft skin as I parted her thighs, exposing the dark, slick folds of her pussy to my gaze. I could see her clit, swollen and erect, and I couldn’t help but reach out to touch it. I stroked it, watching as she gasped and arched towards me, her body unable to resist my touch.

I grinned, well pleased with her response. And then I was done playing. I needed to fuck her, to take her hard and fast and make her scream with pleasure.

I drove into her in one long, hard stroke, my cock burying itself in her cunt. She was tight, so tight, but she was so wet that she took me easily, her pussy clutching at me as if it was trying to hold me inside.

And then I was moving, my hips pounding against hers, each thrust driving her deeper into the mattress. I could feel her orgasm, building like a storm inside her, and I knew that I was close too.

I reached between us, my fingers finding her clit and rubbing it hard. She exploded, her body bucking beneath me, her cunt clamping down on my cock so hard that I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a roar, I came, my cock spilling into her in a hot rush of seed.

If this had been any other time, I might have taken her again, might have made her come over and over until she was a sobbing, wrecked mess beneath me. But I was tired, sated for the first time in a long time, and I knew that she needed to rest.

I carefully withdrew from her, watching as she curled up on her side, her eyes already drifting closed. I smiled, knowing that I had given her what she needed, what she had been begging for on those dark nights when she had come to me. And I had taken what I needed too.

I lay down beside her, pulling the blankets up over us both, and closed my own eyes.