Sonny doesn’t break out the dirty talk every time you have sex. He’s sweet, and gentle, and on a regular basis he would much rather prefer to hold you close, his thrusts deep and smooth as he kisses your neck, showering you with praise.
But sometimes, you push Sonny past the point of sweet. Past the point of gentle.
On days where you tease him constantly, sending him pictures of you playing with your toys and saying you wish it were him instead, he comes home and absolutely ravishes you. If you’re in the kitchen cooking dinner, Sonny bends you over the counter, shoves your panties to the side and shoves into you with one smooth push. “Is this what you’ve been wanting all day, doll? You wanted my cock to stretch you out? Fuck, I can tell you’ve been touching yourself, so god damn wet. Such a little slut, couldn’t wait for me to get home and get this cock inside you.”
When Sonny gets jealous, he gets possessive. And there’s no better way to show you that you’re his than pressing you up against the wall and rubbing your clit until you start to drip down your leg. “You want more princess? You want to fuck yourself on my fingers?” He commands, his voice low and deep. You whimper at his touch, nodding eagerly. “Then beg.” You plead with him to touch you as he watches in amusement. “I know you can do better than that doll.” he laughs. “Please, sir.” You moan, the desperation rising inside you. “Please, touch me. I need to feel you” Sonny wastes no time in plunging his fingers into you, curling them against your sweet spot until your legs are shaking. Just as you’re about to cum, Sonny withdraws his fingers. “Get on your knees.”
You kneel in front of him and Sonny unbuckles his pants, stroking himself lazily as he looks at you with pupil blown eyes. “Put my cock in your mouth.” He grabs your chin and runs the hard, reddened and precum slick head across your lips before thrusting into your mouth. Sonny is a moaning mess above you, hands fisting at your hair as he essentially fucks your throat. “That’s it. Take it. Take it all, I know you can. Such a dirty girl, fuck, your mouth feels so good. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around me.”
When he finally fucks you, it’s hard and fast. No romance, no sweet words. Sonny is slapping your ass and pinching your nipples, groaning as he sucks bruises into the skin of your thighs. “Such a pretty pussy.” He moans, running his fingers through your wetness. Sonny lifts them to your mouth and you part your lips, swirling your tongue around his fingers and tasting yourself on them. “That all for me doll?” You nod, grinding your hips against his in an effort to feel him deeper. Sonny pounds into you harder and you feel his thrusts become sloppier. “Squeezin’ me so tight. I’m gonna cum.” You wrap your legs around him, hands scratching down his back. “Want me to fill you up? Look at what you do to me” Sonny stalls as he spills himself inside you, groaning your name.
A dirty talking Sonny is a fucking treat, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t instigate him just to hear him lose control.
Uhhhh….I, wow
SVU addict 