His body was tense, the muscle and sinew that lay just beneath the golden skin standing out fiercely. He moved closer, grabbed her shoulder, and gently pushed her chest to the counter. “Spread more for me. Let me see that ass.”
She was breathing so hard, her pulse beating in her ears, pumping in her throat. She did as he said, and when he moved another step closer, placed his finger at her pussy hole, and gathered her moisture to place it at her asshole, everything in her froze.
“It’s okay, baby,” he whispered. “I don’t have a condom, but if you want to stop then we will.”
She should have put a stop to it, knew it was reckless.
“Do you trust me?”
She licked her lips and felt her heart jump to her throat. “I trust you more than anyone else.”
He groaned. “I’ll always take care of you.”
And she he would. She knew it would be okay.
“Tell me to stop now or I won’t be able to help myself.”
She shook her head.
“Use your words, baby.”
Licking her lips and taking in a sharp breath, she whispered, “I trust you. I want you. Don’t stop.”
His gaze was latched onto her ass and her entire body clenched because she knew what was about to happen. She’d never done this before… this forbidden aspect of sex, but she knew she wanted this with Landon. She wanted everything with him.
He had really primed her ass with her pussy juices, and when he placed the tip of his dick at her back entrance, she could do nothing but hold onto the edge of the counter and brace to take him all.
She looked over her shoulder again and kept her gaze with his. Landon started gently pushing his cock into her asshole. He was breathing so hard the definition in his chest was a startling contrast to everything else.
It hurt, slightly burned, but she wanted to experience this with him.
“It’s so fucking good, Lyric,” he said on a groan and grabbed her waist, holding her steady so he could fuck her. Once he was past the tight ring of muscle he slid all the way in. They both made these garbled noises in the back of their throats.
Landon held still for a moment, maybe because he was giving her time to adjust, or maybe he was losing control himself. Either way he didn’t move for several seconds.
“I need to fuck you,” he said in this slightly husky voice.
Their bodies were sweat slicked, their skin moving together erotically, filthily, but only in the best of ways.
She licked her lips and nodded. “Then fuck me.”
He clenched his jaw and started pulling out and sliding back into her ass. The sensations were like nothing she’d ever felt before. She was filled, and he was stretching every part of her.
Lyric didn’t know if she could get off on this alone, but it didn’t matter because he placed a thumb on her clit a second later and started rubbing the little bud back and forth, as if he was intent on having her come for him.
Over and over he did this, her pussy wet, juicy for him, and her climax rising the longer he rubbed her clit, the more he fucked her ass.
“Come for me, Lyric.”
And just like that, as if his words were the ignition and her body the machine, she threw her head back and let the pleasure claim her. He kept the steady thrusting in her ass, but was gentler as he rubbed her clit, maybe knowing how sensitive she was.
When the pleasure dimmed and she forced her eyes open it was to see he was barely holding on.
“I can’t hold off anymore.”
“Then don’t, Landon.”
He groaned loudly, and never took his gaze from her as he pulled out of her ass, grabbed his dick, and started stroking himself from root to tip feverishly. She turned around to watch in erotic awe, her legs feeling shaky.
She lowered her gaze to watch him jerk off, saw pre-cum from at the tip of his cock before dripping to the floor.
“I’m coming, baby.”
The sight of his cum erupting from the tip of his shaft had every part of her shaking.
Jet after jet of milky white seed shot out of the tip of his cock, covering her upper thighs and the top of her pussy.
His cum was hot and slick, and a part of her wanted to rub it into her body, making sure she smelled like him, was branded by him.
When he was finished he groaned loudly, his focus on her body where his cum covered her. “So fucking hot, Lyric.” He leaned in and smeared it all over her.
Their sweat-slicked chests rubbed together, and her nipples hardened even more from the friction.
“You’re mine, and fuck anyone that thinks they can tell me differently.”
Chapter
Fourteen
His mother and stepdad had come home just an hour ago. Lyric was in her room, Brent was taking a shower, and his mother was on the couch reading a book.