After a long fight with my husband regarding his cheating, I decided to give him a little payback. So I called my chocolate man from the club, and he was more than eager to meet.

We decided to meet up at his rental place to spend the day together; it was a cozy little place in the mountains. I wore my sexy black lingerie under my dress and drove myself there. When I arrived, he opened the door wearing his sweatpants.

“Hey, babe,” he greeted me.

“Hey, hun,” I replied and stepped inside.

His chest was on full display for my hungry eyes, and I instantly felt the sudden rise of heat inside me as he looked at me from head to toe in a way that made me feel like the sexiest woman alive.

The air-conditioning unit emitted ice-cold air, but I barely noticed as he pulled me to him by my waist and slammed his lips onto mine. There was nothing gentle about the kiss, but I wanted it that way — wild and hot. I moaned, gripping his hair with the same intensity, and he let out a deep growl, his fingers pressing into my hips.

His hands slid down to my thighs, pulling me up and wrapping my legs around his hips. He carried me until my back hit the couch.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t do foreplay now. I need you,” he said.

One of his hands went directly to my panties, pulling them aside, and he slid his cock into me. I gasped at the feeling of him inside me. He was big and swollen, giving me a moment of discomfort as I adjusted to the stretch. He barely pulled back before slamming into me hard.

“Fuck…” I groaned, trying to arch into him. But he tightened his hold on me, pinning me still beneath him and forcing me to take what he gave. He rolled his hips, going deeper, smirking at my gasps. He pulled my hands above my head, pinning them to the edge of the couch. I moaned as he slowed his thrusts.

His lips trailed down my neck, leaving marks as he teased me. I lifted my head and latched onto his neck, making him tighten his hold on my wrists as he picked up his pace. I gasped and moaned louder as my body trembled beneath him. Tingles shot through me.

He held both of my hands with one of his while the other went around my neck, squeezing lightly as he stared into my eyes. My mind became fuzzy, fire surrounding us, making me whimper. He thrust harder and faster, sending me over the edge. He loosened his grip on my neck slightly as I came down from my high. He swallowed my moans with his kiss as I dug my nails into his back, clinging to him, and I felt him erupt inside me, sending me even higher.

He slowly pulled out, and we smiled weakly at each other. Rolling us over, he lay on his back with me draped across him. He pulled a blanket over us, running his fingers through my hair as I drifted off into a quick nap.

I woke up to the feeling of someone pulling my dress up my body, his lips kissing along my jaw, trailing down to the crook of my neck. My eyes snapped open, and a groan escaped my lips when he licked the sensitive spot there.

My fingers tightened in his hair as he removed my bra, which he took as an invitation to drift down to my chest. His mouth claimed the erect bud of my nipple. Soft, warm flesh enveloped it, summoning a whimper from me. His tongue teased, brushing lightly until I thought I would go mad with anticipation.

As his lips moved to the other yearning bud, my body automatically arched toward his. The distance between us disappeared, and I could feel the heat of his erection pressing against my thighs. Thrilled at how he responded to me, butterflies fluttered in my stomach.

He abandoned my chest and leveled his face with mine. My fingers moved to the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss me hard. A guttural groan rumbled from his throat. He licked and nibbled his way down my neck, to my chest, to my stomach — until I felt his tongue on my pussy.

“Oh, fuck yeah…” I whispered, fisting his hair as he kept licking and sucking my clit. Then he slid two fingers inside me, moving them slowly, making me moan. A third finger joined, and he began finger-fucking me harder and faster while his mouth stayed locked on my clit.

My moans grew louder, my grip on his hair harsher, pulling his head closer until I came screaming. He pulled his fingers from me slowly, still licking gently until I came down from my high.

Meanwhile, he shoved his sweatpants off. Kneeling between my legs, he pulled me by the hips to the edge of the couch and slid into me.

“Oh yes…” I moaned.

“Fuck,” he groaned, sliding out before slamming back into me. “Fuck, you feel amazing around me, babe.”

He kept his thrusts hard and fast. One hand gripped my hip while the other slipped between us to play with my clit, smirking as my moans grew louder. His pace quickened, another orgasm building inside me, making him growl. His hand slid up from my hip to my throat.

“Please… please… more,” I gasped.

He pushed my hips up to meet his thrusts, then suddenly pulled out. He stood and rolled me over until my knees rested on the edge of the couch, my chest pressed to the armrest. With one hard thrust, he impaled me again.

Gripping my hips, he pounded into me while kissing my shoulders, neck, and back — wherever he could reach. He smacked my ass a couple of times, then grabbed my hair to pull me back into a kiss.

“Yes… oh yes!” I moaned.

He slid into me faster. “Fuck!” he roared as my body shook, cumming underneath him, triggering his orgasm. He leaned over, kissing me as we rode out our high.

Slipping out, he pulled me to sit next to him.

“You okay, babe?” he asked.

“I feel amazing,” I whispered, making him chuckle.

We decided then that a meal break was much needed. We ordered pizza and lay in bed, watching TV as we ate, until we fell asleep.

A moan slipped from my lips as I felt a warm tongue licking up the inside of my thighs, reaching my clit. I lifted my head to see him lying on his stomach between my legs, then fell back on the pillow to the delicious sensation of his mouth on me.

He licked and sucked, making me groan and arch into him, my back bowing as he pressed my thighs down, holding me in place while he feasted on me like a starving man.

When he finally had his fill and deemed me wet enough, he licked his way up my stomach. My breath hitched as he wrapped his mouth around one of my breasts, forcing a gasp from me.

I pulled him up and shoved him onto his back. With a smirk, I whispered, “My turn,” before dropping to my elbows and taking him into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck…” he gasped, fingers tangling in my hair as he began thrusting into my mouth, making me gag and choke on his cock.

Then he pulled me up by my hair, stood from the bed, and dragged me with him. Bending me over by my hair until my face was pushed into the mattress, he gripped my hips with his free hand and slammed into me with one hard thrust, pushing me deeper into the bed.

“Yes, give it to me!” I screamed.

“Your wish is my command,” he replied.

Before I could say another word, he thrust again, sheathing himself deep inside me. Unrestrained whimpers spilled from my lips. The pleasure intensified as he moved, each thrust deeper and faster than the last. He slapped my ass a few times, then yanked my hands back, pinning them behind me as he pounded into me harder.

A loud moan escaped me as my body trembled and shook beneath him. His groans grew louder until, with a final roar, he erupted inside me while kissing my neck.

“Fucking hell, you’re amazing,” he gasped as he pulled out. Panting, he dragged me down beside him on the bed. We lay there, catching our breaths together.

When I felt relaxed enough, I decided a drink would be perfect. Pulling his shirt over my body, I padded into the kitchen. As I opened the fridge, I felt his hands slide around my waist, pulling me back against his chest. His lips brushed my neck and shoulder.

“I haven’t had enough of you yet,” he whispered in my ear.

“I’m still here,” I replied cheekily.

He picked me up by the hips, kissing me as he placed me on the kitchen table. His hands slid up my thighs to my hips, finding me bare beneath the shirt. He pulled me closer, pushing my knees apart before sliding inside me.

“Fuck, babe, you feel so good,” he groaned.

“Oh yes, please…” I moaned, wrapping my arms around him, my nails pressing into his back.

He groaned as he played with my breasts, licking and sucking my nipples slowly while I rolled my hips against him. My back arched at the cold press of the table, and I grabbed onto his forearms as he slammed into me faster and harder.

“So fucking good,” he growled, pressing his fingers deeper into my skin. He quickened his pace until the table banged against the wall. Feeling my orgasm approaching, he slowed, making me whine in protest. Wrapping one hand around my throat, he bent to whisper in my ear.

“You want more?”

“Yes… yes… more, please… faster!” I pleaded.

He chuckled, teasing me with slow rolls of his hips, before pulling my legs up onto his shoulders. The deeper angle elicited a loud moan as he slammed into me again, holding my thighs tight to prevent me from moving. His thrusts sped up until my legs trembled with another orgasm.

“Oh my god!” I screamed as it overtook me.

He slowed to let me ride it out, but soon started thrusting again.

“No more… please, no more,” I whispered, trying to pull away.

“Yes, more. One more for me, babe,” he insisted.

He increased his pace, driving harder and faster until the tingling overcame me again.

“Please, please, please!” I moaned, cumming with a shudder that triggered his release. He collapsed on top of me, kissing my lips.

When I slid off the table, my legs trembled. I clung to him, both of us laughing, and he held me up before carrying me to the bathroom. He drew me a hot bath to ease my muscles.

While soaking in the tub, I checked my phone. It was nearly 4 a.m. Deciding it was time to leave, I relaxed a little longer before we said our farewells. I left, promising him we’d keep in touch more often.