Crazy time together

Last night still has me dripping just thinking about it.
The second you pushed me against the wall and kissed me like you were starving, I knew I was fucked in the best way. You didn’t even let me fully undress before your hands were under my clothes, grabbing, squeezing, claiming every inch. When you spun me around, bent me over, and slid inside in one deep stroke… fuck. That stretch. That thick, hard cock filling me so completely I couldn’t breathe for a second.
You fucked me like you owned me. Hard, deep, relentless. One hand in my hair, the other gripping my hip so tight I still have the marks. Every thrust hit that spot that made my legs shake and my voice break into those desperate little sounds I only make when I’m getting ruined. You kept growling in my ear how tight I was, how good I felt wrapped around you, how you weren’t stopping until I came all over your cock.