My body is jerking and wiggling from pleasure but I’m nearly immobile from his tall, hard body behind me, his arms holding me firm against his torso. I’m surrounded and contained by his limbs and completely at his mercy, he’s taking away all my control again and it’s turning me on so much. I’m going to come from this if he doesn’t stop. “Lennox, take me,” I beg.
His hand comes out of my panties and he wraps his arms around my waist, carrying me against him until we’re back in the kitchen. He drops me next to a counter, windows before me with the ocean beyond. “Bend over,” he pushes my back down and goes to work stripping my jeans down and over my feet, then his hard cock presses into me from behind again. He grinds himself against me several times, his hands running up and down my back.
He stops for a moment and I expect the sound of his zipper but I feel the stubble of his chin on my inner thighs instead. “Oh god,” his hands spread my legs and his tongue runs over the cloth of my panties before he slips them to the side. His tongue pushes inside my channel and I push my ass back to him and grip the cold concrete counter I’m flattened against.
“So wet, you taste so good,” his deep voice rumbles behind me as his tongue laps the length of my pussy. Over and over he strokes me and drives me into a frenzy with the tip of his tongue before he covers me with his whole mouth and sucks my clit. I spread my legs wider for him and he wraps his arms around my thighs practically lifting my feet from the floor and holding me against his shoulders.
Heat begins building in my core, my legs quivering, my grip on the counter intensifying. I want to feel him inside me though, I’m desperate and aching to be filled by him. “I want to come on your cock,” I grunt out.
A hand slaps my ass, the sharp sting quickly covered by his warm palm and adding to the intensity of the pleasure overtaking my body. “You’ll come all over my face,” he lifts for a split second to snarl before his tongue is back, flicking up and down my clit relentlessly. Nothing is hotter than him taking charge of me.
I can’t hold it anymore, my sex clenches as a freight train of an orgasm rips through me and I convulse and buck against him. “Ohhhhhh!” I wail and scream and try tearing the counter off the cabinets.
“Good girl,” he slaps my ass again. I try to turn to face him but he cups my pussy and holds me against the counter. I hear him rummaging through a kitchen drawer and then his zipper lowering and the telltale sound of a foil wrapper.
“I need your cock, Lennox” I turn my head to the side against the counter but I can’t see his face. My skin burns for half a second when he rips the waistband of my panties and they fall away. I hear his ragged breathing before I feel it, the crown of his hard dick at my entrance, then an inch expanding and stretching me. “Please,” I beg him and try pushing, wiggling to get more of him.
He leans all the way over me, his cut chest covering my back and he bites my ear, “You’re going to take every fucking inch.” He stands upright, grabs my hips, and slams hard, all the way into me. Oh god, the burn, he’s so big it knocks the air out of my lungs.
He circles his hips, he’s so deep at this angle I can feel him pulsing inside of me. He pulls out then pistons into me, driving me into the counter over and over. I lift one leg and try to wrap it around him, he grabs it by my knee and thrusts. My tits are going to have road rash from rubbing against the counter so hard and my insides ripple with pleasure.
“That’s it, squeeze that tight pussy.” Fuck, I love it when he talks to me like this, it makes me crazy. No one has ever been so filthy with me and it takes me apart at the seams.
I clench down on his dick with everything I have in me and revel in his grunts, the pleasure I know I’m giving him. My body begins to shake all over and I’m seeing white spots from crushing my eyes closed so tight but I want him to come with me. “Harder, give it to me harder.”
Oh, shit.
Holy hell, I didn’t think it could get any harder but he’s giving it to me. Kitchen drawers are rocking, something crashed behind me, and the sound of our flesh slapping together is echoing in this massive house. “Come for me,” he orders.
As if accepting his command is my sole job, electricity surges through me and I spasm around him, screaming his name so loud every sheep and neighbor within fifty miles may have heard me. My knees go weak and I nearly collapse to the floor, but Lennox catches me around the waist and flips me around.
He throws me up on the counter like a rag doll and pulls my hips to the edge. His eyes are full of domination and there is no question of who is in charge here. Staring into my eyes that are still watering from the last orgasm, he spreads my legs and drives into me again. I wrap my legs around his hips and lurch forward, wrapping my arms around his neck and hanging on for dear life.
One of his sculpted arms falls to the counter behind me as he tries to get more leverage and drive harder into me. “Need you deeper,” he groans before bending down to take my nipple into his mouth. I arch my back and hold my breast up so he can nip and suck it.
I don’t know how much more of this I can take, his stamina is insane. I’m ready to beg and plead when his arms slide under my ass and he picks me up, twirls me around, takes a few steps and drives me up against a wall. I dig my heels into his ass and gyrate my hips using his broad shoulders for support. My muscles are exhausted but he feels so good so deep inside of me and I want him to lose control and come inside of me.
Lennox leans his chest back but I’m completely stable between his arms under me and the sheer force of his hips driving me into the drywall. “Touch yourself,” he pants.
I bring my arm in from his shoulder and start rubbing my clit but it’s too much, I’m so sensitive. “I can’t,” I whimper and shake my head, my sweaty hair clinging to my face.
“Rub that beautiful pussy or I’m going to fuck you for the next twelve hours.”
Oh my god, it’s so intense, colors are swirling in my brain and my throat is raw from screaming and grunting. I believe every syllable that he really would, and could, fuck me for the next twelve hours. “Oh gaaa,” my body jerks and my hips rise, tears are streaming down my cheeks as I thrash.
“That’s it, love, give it to me.”
“Oh god, it’s too much, oh my god,” I cry.
“Give. It. To. Me.” He drives into me harder at each word, filling me deep into my womb.
“Lennox!” I wail, a bolt of lightning and heat racing through me, my core finding the last bit of energy it has to orgasm around him one more time. He smashes his chest back against me and drives upward into me one, two, three more times before his whole body tenses and he bites down on my shoulder and howls.
My whole body goes limp, lifeless against him. I can’t even pick my head up and I certainly can’t think straight. Strong arms wrap around me and I can’t even hang on, but he has me. This wonderful strong man has me safe in his arms and I don’t have to worry.
As he carries me up a set of stairs, his cock finally wiggles free and drops out of me. I can’t keep my eyes open to see where we’re going but before comprehension returns to my mind, he’s pulled back covers on his bed and gently lays me down. My body sinks into a plush, warm mattress, my head is absorbed into a cloud, every muscle in my body tingling or cramping.
Sleep is about to overtake me when I feel a wet towel cleaning me and then his warm, hard body next to mine. He pulls me into him, covers us up, and my body gives up the fight.