He nips my bottom lip gently then brushes the tip of his nose against mine.
“I want you,” he says just above a murmur. I can’t resist him. I’ve never been able to tell him no.
“I bet you’re already wet for me,” he whispers against the shell of my ear as he reaches below, his hand cupping my pussy. I am. I know I am. I’m hot and wet and desperate for him.
He groans, the sexiest fucking sound I’ve ever heard, deep and rough and primal. “Such a good girl, Sweetheart.”
His dirty words make me blush, my skin heating and every nerve ending on edge. He pulls my dress over my head and tosses it carelessly to the floor before slipping off my high heels. They land on the floor, clacking against the tile, one and then the other.
“I want you to watch,” he says as he turns me around to face the mirror, my bare feet against the cold tile, and the granite counter against my hips.
My body tingles and heats with an intensity I can barely stand. I close my eyes…I can’t watch.
“Keep them open,” he says. My eyes pop open and find his in the mirror.
The sound of his jeans unzipping and then falling to the floor makes my breathing come in frantic pants. He holds my gaze as his thumbs rip through the thin lace of my panties and he lets them drop to the floor.
“I want to hear you scream my name, Sweetheart,” he whispers, his head leaning against mine and his breath tickling my neck.
I can hardly feel the sensation though. My pussy is hot and pulsing with need as I feel him pressing into my pussy. The head of his cock pushes gently through my folds, back and forth.
“You’re so wet for me, sweetheart,” he breathes, making me hotter and wetter, frenzied for his touch.
I close my eyes as he brushes against my clit. My hard nipples peak, and my head falls back against his hard chest.
“Open, Emma,” he commands me and the second I obey, he slams into me. All the way to the hilt. Filling me, and stretching my walls. I instantly bend over, my body tense with a heated sensation so sudden my breath is caught in my throat. There's a hint of pain, mixed with intense pleasure as my hands grip the counter. His eyes pierce into mine in the reflection. Forcing me to stare back as he pounds into me again and again, jolting my body. Holy fuck.
My voice is gone; I desperately want to scream out my pleasure, but my body is in shock, paralyzed from his demanding touch. He doesn’t hold back. Savagely fucking me, without any mercy. His hot body’s pressed against mine and it’s the only thing keeping me up right.
His hand grips my right hip, holding me in place as he fucks me harder with a steady pace. He finally closes his eyes, reaching his other hand up to grip my throat. The bandaged hand. He kisses me gently on the crook of my neck. It's so at odds with the way he fucks me.
“Derek,” I finally get out his name as he pounds into me. He does it again. And again. Each time pushing my pleasure higher, making my body sing with a tingling heat that makes it hard to stand. My fingers slip against the counter and then grip onto his hand at my throat.
My eyes want to close, but I can’t.
He groans with pleasure into my ear as his pace picks up.
“I knew you’d feel like this,” he says as he pushes his thick cock even deeper and harder, my left hip slamming against the counter with a bruising force. The pleasure stirs in my belly, rising higher and higher, consuming me more and more.
The pain doesn’t even register, it only pushes me closer to that forbidden edge. I’m so high up, I feel as though I’ll shatter when he sends me crashing over.
“Derek!” I scream his name as he holds himself deep inside of me, pushing against my walls and stealing the breath from my lungs.
So close, I’m so fucking close. I claw at his wrist, desperate for more, but afraid at the same time.
He kisses my cheek so gently, his eyes on mine, and then the small moment breaks and he fucks me like he owns me.
He's slamming himself into me over and over. Taking his pleasure from me with a ruthless need. His hand reaches in front of me, and his fingers strum my clit.
His merciless touch sends me flying even higher. It’s my undoing, and pushes me over the edge in a rush, every nerve ending in my body firing at once. My body goes limp, but he holds me in place, rutting between my legs and racing for his own release as my orgasm rips through my body.
My vision goes black as I fall against him, my head resting on his shoulder and my body jolting with each hard thrust of his hips until he cums deep inside of me. I feel his cock pulsing, and his hot cum filling me.
It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
Everything I’ve ever feared.
And now it’s done.