“You won’t. You’ll come when I tell you.” I don’t let her object, or play the game where she doesn’t crave being bossed around a bit. Instead, I kiss her in a punishing rhythm, and her tongue meets mine with equal enthusiasm. She moves her hands down from around my neck and right to gripping my cock. Her touch is rough, but there’s nothing soft about this moment. It’s just the need to feel each other. Taste. Fuck. Savor. And then make a better plan. Because we couldn't last more than a week apart with the old one.
Her legs are wrapped around me so tight, and she tilts her hips up and down so that the heat between her legs rubs against my cock.
“Turn around,” I growl into her ear, pulling her from the countertop.
A smile plays across her mouth. “Don’t be gentle,” she whispers as she drops her legs and turns her body away from me. The only thing she has on is a neon pink G-string; all it takes is a twist and tug to rip it, which I do. I’ll play with her later, but right now, I need to feel her and fuck her the way she’s requested.
I drag the head of my cock around the lips of her pussy, mixing her arousal with mine. My other hand grips her hips. She arches herself forward so that her chest meets the counter and her ass thrusts back. My skin touching hers feels so good. Slick from the show she put on and ready to be punished.
Begging me, she says, “Please. Baby, please. Don’t make me wait any more.”
I thrust into her hard and deep, reveling in her moan that matches mine. Fuck, this woman has ruined me. It’s a privilege to feel something so good. My body buzzes with excitement and starts to unwind in relief from being wrapped within her again.
Pulling out to the tip, I watch as the drip of arousal moves down the lips of her pussy. And then pump halfway into her twice. On the third, I push all the way in until my hips meet her ass cheeks. I lean forward, wrapping one hand around the soft column of her neck, draping my body over hers. I don’t think, I just react to every want pulsing through me. I move faster, fuck her harder, bottoming out on each thrust.
“More. I need more,” she moans and pulls my thumb into her mouth, sucking off any lemon and sugar that may have been left.
I lean back to get a better glimpse of her ass as I thrust into her pussy. I know exactly what she’s asking for as she bends forward and away from me.
“You’re so damn sexy, Pixie. You take my cock so well,” I tell her.
I run my thumb over her ass as I keep the punishing pace.
“You want my fingers here, Pixie?”
“Oh fuck, yes.”
“Ask me nicely.”
Without missing a beat, she listens and says, “Please, baby.”
I’m not about to look for any kind of lube, so I suck my thumb into my mouth, coating it. I rub small circles around the muscle while I continue to fuck her, her hips pushing back for more. Pulling my cock out, I tease her with a shallow thrust, which she welcomes with a moan.
I lick my lips and then lean forward, spitting right where I want it, coating her with enough wetness to push my thumb inside.
“Oh, fuckity fuck. Damn it, Henry, fuck me hard. I’m so close,” she whines.
I move my thumb in and out slowly as I thrust my cock into her pussy, harder and deeper. I know I hit her just right because mere moments later, she’s screaming. Every profanity and name for a higher power escapes her lips. She throbs around me and it’s taken every muscle in my body to hold back until now.
I come with a gut-deep moan. Every sensation in my body falls away from me and I’m met with an electric buzz across my limbs while I pump every last drop into her. I can barely hear anything aside from my panting and the thump of my heartbeat. She’s still pulsing around my cock when I finally catch my breath. I slowly pull my thumb from her and then lean forward to rest my forehead between her shoulder blades.
“I might be dead. That was—” I blow out a breath. “That was so damn good, Pixie.”
She starts to laugh. “Fuck yes, it was. Let’s do it again,” she says with a breathy giggle.
“I need a minute.” I laugh as I pull back from her. My cum dripping down her leg sets something off in me, and I’m starting to get hard again. I grab a towel from the drawer and wet it to wipe her up. She still lies there, chest down, ass out, and lifts her head as she watches me clean my mess. Her eyes flick down to my cock that has somehow fully come back to life.
“You sure about that? Your boy there looks like he’s ready to go again.” She stands up and turns around.
“You…” I point at her and laugh. “You are dangerous. You better start running, because wherever I catch you is where I fuck you.”
She lets out a little scream as I pinch her ass, taking off and only making it as far as the stairs before I reach her.
“You’re not getting away from me ever again, Pixie,” I tell her against her lips.
She nods into my kiss and then says, “Don’t let me.”
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