You grunt as Chi chi slams down onto you harder, the force of her movement causing the table to creak. Her eyes lock with yours, pupils blown with desire, her breaths coming in sharp gasps with each impact.
"Fuck, yes! Just like that, Chi chi," you groan, gripping her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh as you guide her movements.
The room fills with the slaps of flesh and her guttural moans. She leans forward, her full lips ghosting over your jaw as her hips piston wildly, taking you deeper with each downward stroke. "Harder, baby," she urges, her nails scratching down your chest.
With a surge of lust, you sit up, hands moving to support her lower back as your thrusts become more forceful, pounding into her with abandon.
The table groans in protest, but Chi chi only moans louder, her head thrown back, throat exposed. "Yessss, give it to me," she whimpers, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around you.
The air is thick with heat, and the world narrows down to the point of your joining, the only sound your mutual ragged breathing and the forceful collision of your bodies. As the pleasure builds, you feel her walls tightening, preparing to shatter.
With one final, brutal thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside her, your climax ripping through you with primal force. Chi chi cries out, her body spasming as she reaches her peak, milking your release with her pulsing core.
You stay locked together, suspended in the afterglow, the only movement your chests heaving in unison as you catch your breath. Chi chi's head drops to your shoulder, her warm breath fanning against your neck.
"Fuck, Lucario," she pants, a lazy grin spreading across her lips. "I needed that. The way you fuck is like no other."
She glances up at you through hooded eyes, mischief glinting in their depths. "You know, I think we've just gotten started..." Her hips give a sly roll, your softening length still buried within her.
