Marriage For One

Her hand reached the bulbous head of my cock in the confines of my pants and she stilled. I gripped her chin, kissed her harder. She palmed my length and let her hand slowly slide down then back up again. She was my undoing.

I only managed to withstand it for a few torturous drags then I pulled her off the counter in one move, swallowing her shriek and laughter with my mouth. I quickly got rid of her jeans and underwear then, grabbing her waist, I planted her naked ass back up there. Her eyes were still laughing when I glanced up from her body, which was all mine now.

“Kiss me, Jack. Kiss me.” Obeying her order, I roughly grabbed her cheeks with one hand, tilted her head, and pushed my tongue into her mouth. I could barely stand still as she insisted on taking off my pants with her hands, brushing mine off whenever I tried to help.

As soon as she pushed it down, my cock bobbed up and down, my balls heavy.

“I want you inside me,” she gasped, breaking our kiss. “Now, Jack. Now.”

“Nothing else in the world is more important than you.”

I was being rougher than I would want to be with her if I had my head on straight, but if the grip of her fingers on my skin was any indication, she was right there with me. I spread her thighs open, pulled her to the edge of the counter, and guided my cock into her center, pushing in with one hard stroke.

Gripping my shoulder with one hand, she hugged me to herself with the other, her forehead resting against my shoulder.

“You okay?” I asked, having trouble staying still when her muscles flexed around my cock.

She nodded against my shoulder. “You don’t have to be gentle with me. I won’t break, Jack.”

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

I held her ass in my hands and gently pulled out, letting her feel every thick, hard inch. I thrust back in, grunting against her skin as she tried to catch her breath. She was so wet for me, incredibly tight and wet and all mine. Grabbing her calves, I wrapped them around my hips. Her chest was plastered against mine, her nipples hard against my skin. I pulled her hips closer, forcing her to have every inch of me inside her. I wasn’t willing to have even a millimeter separating us.

Licking her neck and earning a soft moan, I started to fuck her, hard and deep—harder than our first time. She held on to my shoulders, her nails marking my skin, her skin burning against mine.

“Jack,” she cried out, and her voice, the thickness, the sex in her voice pushed me over an invisible edge.

My hands trembling with what I felt for her, I tugged her face away from my neck and caught her lips. I had my cock inside her, my tongue inside her, my hand working her nipples. She shuddered in my arms as my thrusts quickened, pushing her over the edge.

“Jack!”

“Let it go, Rose,” I ordered when she gasped yet again. “I want you to come all over my cock.” Her muscles tightened around me, and I slowed my pounding as her inner muscles worked. “That’s it, baby,” I whispered, nudging her into another kiss as she moaned and stiffened. I wanted everything she was willing to give me—her orgasms, her moans, her skin, her mouth. Everything she was willing to give, I wanted for my own.

When she stopped coming, I gave her mouth a break so she could catch her breath and gulp in air as I stilled deep inside her.

I kneaded her breasts with my hands, forcing myself to be gentle, but she covered my hand with her own and squeezed harder, which did nothing to help my self-control.

She tilted my head up. “Don’t hold yourself back. Fuck me.”

I snapped. “Put your hands on the counter. Arch your back.”

She did as I said and I pulled her hips right to the edge. With her hands back, I had all the access to her tits I could want.

I eased my cock out then pushed back in, my eyes down as I stared at where we were connected. My cock was covered in her juices.

Bending my head, I covered her nipple with my mouth and really started fucking her. The deeper I went in, the louder her moans got and the more she screamed my name. I stole another orgasm from her right before I lost the battle and mine hit me.

Breathing hard and still gripping both her thighs from the bottom, I let my head rest on her shoulder, somehow finding the energy to keep fucking her slowly. I wasn’t in a hurry to slip out of her heat, especially since I was still hard even after coming inside her.