The Seller

She pushed him back, reached out for his hand and switched on the light in the stairwell, intending to lead the way. He hauled her back.

"Sit down." It was a command.

Everything about him was hard and strong and masterful. She dropped down to sit on the stairs, her hands clutching the edge of the step behind her. He pulled off his jacket and shirt. One look at his toned torso and she got wet all over again.

She watched as he unzipped his fly and his cock bounced free, long and hard and thick. In the pit of her belly, she ached for it.

"Open your legs."

He intended to fuck her right here on the tiny staircase at the back of her shop. Her skin burned all over. But his command had melted any resistance she might have. She planted her hands on her knees, pivoted on her heels and swung her legs apart.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a condom packet.

She met his gaze. "Can we make it to the bed?"

"No." He stared down at her while he dropped his pants and stepped out of them, then wrapped his fist around the shaft of his erection and began to ride it up and down. With the other hand he took a condom packet to his mouth where he ripped it open with his teeth.

Naomi watched longingly as he sheathed his erection in rubber.

Once it was on, he hauled the remaining shreds of her panties down her legs, murmuring incoherently under his breath as he did so. Then he pushed her thighs further apart with a demanding knee.

The head of his cock pressed at her entrance. "I'm going to fuck you right up these stairs."

Naomi moaned, loudly.

The head of his cock nudged inside her, stretching her open, readying her. Her hips rolled, urging him on. He gave her the rest, an inch at a time.

Filled, stretched and united with him, she all but fainted with pleasure. The steps were hard against her back. Her eyes closed, and when she opened them, she lifted her legs alongside his hips, her fingers locked over his shoulders. When he thrust again, completely filling her, she almost passed out with the intense wave of sensation it unleashed. Her sweet spot throbbed and swelled like a burning beacon.

Arms braced against the steps either side of her head, he rode her, thrusting his wonderful cock in and out, the muscles in his arms roped, his expression marked with concentration.

"Look at me," he commanded. "I want to see you when I make you come."

It was too intense to meet his stare. She wriggled and moaned, and instinctively she begged. "Please, Lucas, please just fuck me. I need you."

"No. I must see your eyes."

She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, anchoring herself. His demands were too much, especially because she was lost to her lust for him. "I want sex," she managed to say. "Doesn't mean it's the right decision."

He glared at her, grappled his hands under her bottom, and then thrust deeper still.

"Oh God!" She tried to move but couldn't.

He was so deeply embedded, it made her feel wild and edgy, then his thumb brushed back and forth over her clit and she cried out. She squeezed tight around his erection. Fluid ran down her slit and between her buttocks.

"I'm going to come!" she blurted, wrapping her hands tight around his neck.

His eyes flashed and a smile passed over his face while he worked the length of his cock in and out of her, that thumb on her clit making her experience acute, making every part of her full and richly pleasured. The muscles in his neck corded, all the while he studied her. Her body grew more supple by the moment. She locked her legs around him, her fingers digging deep into the stair carpet.

Her sex went into spasm, and she clutched at his shoulders with feverish hands.

"Look at me!" He wrapped one large palm around her throat. It tripped her higher still. He looked dangerously possessive, but it turned her on even more.

"Oh, oh, oh!" she cried. She was on fire. A second rolling orgasm hit. Juices ran down her thighs. She vibrated with sensation, hot, rhythmic spasms washing through her pelvis. "Oh, oh, oh...it's so good."

Breathing hard, he drove into her over and again.

"Here I come," he whispered huskily. His cock grew longer still, pressing hard against her cervix, jerking repeatedly.