He reached down into his lap and pushed down on my foot as it worked its way up his hard shaft. He got rock-solid fast, and I could only imagine how uncomfortable that was for him in those pants. I looked over at him and caught his deep, dark stare, wondering what was going through his mind. I had wanted him all day, and now that I had him in front of me, I was just waiting until we both buckled under the pressure. He took a deep breath and put my foot down, sliding his chair back and standing up. I watched as he walked around the table and grabbed me, pulling me to my feet. He put his hands on my waist and lifted me up in the air, turning and setting me down on the cold granite countertop behind us. I could feel the heat of passion in him as he ran his fingers down my chest and began to unbutton my top.
Before he took it all the way off, he pulled my pants and my panties off with a rush, obviously losing some of his self-control. He pulled my body forward and yanked my legs apart, diving his face down in between my legs. He reached up and stroked through my folds, sticking out his tongue and licking the length of me. I reached down and ran my hands across the smooth granite, moaning loudly at the feeling of his mouth on my skin. He groaned into my pussy, responding to my cries of passion. His fingers moved down, and he looked up at me as he slid two of them inside of me. My head flew back, and I grabbed my tits, squeezing them hard as he fingered me. His mouth curled up into a smile as I gripped down on my breasts and breathed heavily at the feeling of his fingers inside of me.
He licked my clit several times and then stood up, gripping the countertop as leverage. He leaned forward and kissed my ear as he continued to push his hand in and out of me. His hot breath against my neck added to the buildup.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Yes,” I moaned loudly.
“You want it harder?”
I nodded my head up and down. He bit his bottom lip and began to finger fuck me as hard and as deep as he could go. I screamed out in ecstasy, feeling him pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. I wanted him so badly, but his hands moved like magic, caressing the inside of me like nothing I had ever felt before. He leaned back over and began to lick my clit at the same speed as his fingers. I reached my hand down and grabbed his hair, feeling my resolve to hold off begin to crumble inside of me. The heat in my stomach was inflamed, and with every lick of his tongue and every flicker of his fingertips, the blaze grew bigger and bigger. I leaned back on my elbows, breathing loud and deep, screaming out every time he plunged his fingers deep inside of me. He looked up at me and smiled, flickering his tongue against my nub before closing his mouth and sucking hard on it.
“I’m going to come,” I screamed out, holding his hair.
As soon as the words left my mouth, he picked up the pace again, and without a thought, I exploded into orgasm. My legs shook wildly around his head, and my body twitched beneath him. That was a welcome surprise, but it was far from over.
13
Blaine
I could feel her body tensing and shaking beneath me as she came hard into my hand and mouth. I loved the way she felt, the way she tasted, the way she sounded, and everything else about her hot fucking body. I gripped her hip and continued to move my fingers in and out of her, pushing her orgasm to the next level. I could feel her pussy contracting against my fingers, and I wished at that moment, it had been my cock. She was so tight and so sexy, I was having a hard time resisting her. However, I didn’t need to resist her for very long. Before she was even done with her orgasm, she grabbed my face and moaned her words.
“Oh, God,” she screamed. “Fuck me, please.”
I inhaled deeply and let it out. There was no holding back anymore. No more teasing. No more letting the heat build up between us in a slow burn. I needed her as badly as she needed me, and I couldn’t wait another fucking second to bury myself inside her.
I pulled her from the counter and spun her around, bending her over the countertop. I stepped forward, unbuckling my belt, unzipping my pants, and pulling my cock out of my boxers. I didn’t even feel like I had enough time to take my pants off completely. I pushed her legs open and grabbed my cock by the base of the shaft. Before I pushed into her, I sighed, reaching into my back pocket and pulling a condom out of my wallet. I tore it open and pushed it on my dick, resuming the position and fingering her quickly to get those juices flowing. She reached across the counter and hung on as I thrust forward, pushing my shaft through her juices and deep down inside of her.
I could hear the muffled moans escaping her lips as I fucked her, pushing in deep and then slowly pulling out, feeling every ripple in her pussy. Everything about this woman was amazing. I put my arm on her back and grasped her shoulder, thrusting forward and listening to the moans that matched my movements. I reached my other hand around her waist and rubbed her clit, feeling her body getting tenser and tenser. My hips began to move quickly, and my body slammed against hers. The sound of our skin slapping against each other echoed through the house, and the cabinets shook as I began to lose control. I pulled both hands to her waist and fucked her deep, rolling my head back as my cock bulged and pulsated inside of her. She grasped tighter to the counter and screamed out.
“Fuck, I’m going to come. Don’t stop.”
I was exactly where she was, and I gritted my teeth as our bodies collided over and over again, until I could feel the rush of pleasure surging through every muscle in my body. I groaned loudly, pushing up on my toes as I sank deep inside of her, my seed bursting out of my cock. My hips continued to push inside of her, trying to go as deeply as possible as she climaxed, sending waves through her wetness and vibrating down my shaft. My body shook, and my knees went weak, forcing me to lay my body across hers. I pressed my lips against her neck, trying to catch my breath. My heels touched back down, and I slowly pulled out of her. She turned around, slowly holding herself by the counter and shaking her head.
“Wow,” she said with a breathless chuckle.
“I’m sorry,” I said, breathing heavily as well. “I couldn’t help myself.”
“Don’t apologize to me,” she said. “You should do that more often.”
When we were collected and she had slipped her clothes back on, I took her hand and led her over to the couch. I flipped the television on and put on some comedy that didn’t take a lot of brain activity to concentrate on. She curled up under my arm and pulled her legs up beside her. We sat watching the movie, my thoughts focused on her and the way she made me feel. I was aware of every movement she made, and as she ran her hand down my chest, I couldn’t help but notice. I could tell we were still under each other’s spell, and the heat between us never seemed to dissipate. I had just fucked the hell out of her an hour before, but I still couldn’t get my mind off that sexy body and tight pussy.
When the movie ended, she tilted her head up toward mine, and electricity shot through my chest. I leaned down and kissed her, pulling her into my lap. At first, it was gentle, but it quickly became more heated. We sat there making out, pulling at each other’s clothing, ready for round two. I couldn’t believe that we had gotten to the point where we couldn’t keep our hands, among other things, away from each other. I couldn’t control myself for even a second when I was with Josie, and what started as a kiss, quickly turned into more. I took her right there on the couch.
Neither of us had a ton of energy left, but the sex was hot, regardless of motion. When we both had finally hit our climax once again, I laid my head on her chest and rested as she stroked my hair, pulling the blanket on the couch down over us. I could hear her frantic heartbeat in her chest, and I realized that this woman had gotten the best of me, and I didn’t want it to stop.
“Will you stay the night with me?”
“I wish I could,” she said, sighing. “I’ve been thinking about how I want to fall asleep in your arms, but I have school in the morning, and you are quite a ways away. On top of that, I have been worried about my dad and want to be there for him if he needs me.”
“Is he okay?” I asked.
“I mean, as okay as he’s ever been,” she said, shaking her head. “He’s been disappearing a lot more lately. I’m worried that he’s been hitting the track again. There are some seriously shady characters there, ready to pray on a man like my father. I want to be there when he gets home. I don’t want him to leave and end up on one of his long benders where he is gambling away what he doesn’t have. When he runs out of loans, he ends up coming back, taking all the electronics, and pawning them for more gambling money. I can’t even tell you how many times I have bought the same exact television from the pawn shop down the street from the house. It got to the point where the owner knows me and sells it back to me for what my father pawned it for.”
“Is tha
t why I haven't’ seen him lately when I’ve come to pick you up?”