I reached up, gripped her thighs, my fingers digging into her flesh as I nuzzled her cunt with the tip of my nose, turning my head from side to side, the light stubble on my face, teasing her sensitive cunt.
“This is mine, Lace, you understand?” I sucked her into my mouth, gave her a little of the rough before my tongue gave her the gentle. “Mine,” I growled.
“Yours,” she panted.
Good girl.
“You ready for my cock?”
I murmured against her pussy, still humming from her back-to-back orgasms and pulled back to look up at her. She laid sprawled out on the counter, her chest rising and falling violently as she tried to catch her breath. I unlatched her legs from around my neck, dropping them so they dangled weightlessly over the ledge before standing up to lean over her.
My beautiful Lace.
Covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair sticking to her face and her cheeks flushed.
Best fucking memory I’ll ever have.
I pressed my mouth to hers, gently taking her hands and wrapping them around my neck.
She moaned against my mouth as I lifted her from the counter, my hands grabbed her by the ass and carried her to the middle of the room. I wished I would’ve thought this out better, but I wasn’t about to stop. I laid her out on my leather jacket figuring it was better than nothing. Not much but still it was something.
Next time I’d give her a bed.
Fuck, I’d cover the goddamn thing in roses if I could.
She deserved that.
And so much more.
I went to remove her hands from my neck but she tightened her hold on me as her eyes bore into mine.
Forever.
Right there staring back at me.
“I..,” she started, caressing my cheek with the back of her hand.
“Sshh,” I whispered, covering my mouth with hers as I brought her down onto her back. I stood up, undid my belt before unzipping my jeans. Her eyes watched intently as I removed my boots, then my jeans. I wrapped my hand around my cock that throbbed to be inside of her, giving it a few strokes of my hand, forcing myself to keep my eyes open as I groaned.
Her eyes widened as the roamed my body before lifting to meet mine. She crooked her finger, beckoning me down to her, and like a man without will, I dropped to my knees, covering her body with my own. She spread her legs, welcoming me between them as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned up to kiss me.
“Is this real?” she whispered against my mouth. “Tell me I’m not dreaming, that my mind isn’t playing tricks on me,” she pleaded softly, pulling back to gaze into my eyes.
“It’s real,” I rasped. “You and me, we’re the real thing,” I promised, kissing her temple. “You okay? You tell me if you need me to stop,” I said, brushing my dick against her entrance.
She nodded quickly, and I pressed another kiss to her lips before pulling back and guiding my cock to her pussy. I inhaled sharply, lacing our fingers together and clamping them down against the floor over her head. Inch by inch I made my way inside of her, sweating as I painfully tried to force myself to go slow.
The sound of her short gasps as I worked my way inside of her aided in my restraint. I watched her face and when it began to contort with discomfort I dropped my mouth to her breast, taking her nipple between my teeth and taking her away from the pain of being stretched and filled with me.
I pulled out and charged back in, continuing to wreak havoc on her nipple, and brought my hand down between us, finding her clit with my fingers and began to massage the nub.
Her body began to respond, her back arched, and she slammed her feet onto the ground and used them for leverage as she pressed her pussy against me. She was tight, her cunt hugged my cock, squeezing it and making me lose my fucking mind.
She clawed my back with her nails as her body awakened, learning what it needed to do, how to move with mine and she began to work for her orgasm.
I started to lose control and my pace quickened. As I moved faster, I pressed hard against her clit and her pussy grew even wetter, making it easier for me to glide in and out.
“I’m going...it’s…oh God, Blackie I can’t stop,” she rambled, lifting her head off the floor as her fingers dug into my shoulders.
I was fucked…. staring at her, watching her come, knowing I’m the only one who did that to her was enough to send me over the edge. I lost my shit, and the gentleness faded as I started to fuck her like I’ve been dreaming of.
I pounded that pussy like both our lives depended on it, mercilessly, until she threw her head back and screamed.
Pleasure.
Pain.
Now she knew.
I dipped my head and sucked on her neck, knowing it’d be the first of many marks I left on her. I didn’t last much longer, slamming my dick into her three more times before tearing my mouth away from her neck and pulling my cock out.
Her body arched, her tits swollen and on display, calling for me. Our eyes caught for a brief second and it was like she could read my thoughts as her hands lifted to cup her breasts. She pushed them together, gave a slight nod of approval and I fucking went off, covering her with my release.
Mine.
She should’ve run away.