Page 33 of Forcing Her Hand

Since it was early, they just listened to the radio as they drove, heading out toward the higher end of the suburbs. As Todd pulled into a neighborhood, Allison perked up. Was he finally taking her to see the house he’d been having built? He’d been very mysterious about any of the details, saying he didn’t want to jinx anything while they were building. More like he just wanted to show off the final product.

The neighborhood was upper-middle class, not the return to the socialite neighborhood she’d half expected. Knowing how much Todd made, she’d thought he would want something more like what she’d grown up in. She was relieved to find he wanted a home, not a mansion. The house they pulled up to was a little separated from the rest of the neighborhood, but the house blended into the general atmosphere. It was a gorgeous single-family home with a creamy beige exterior, white shutters, and dark grey roof. The front yard had a little hill next to the driveway, so the walkway up to the house included a staircase with a wrought-iron rail. Flowering bushes spilled down the side of the hill, a riot of color and fragrance. The driveway was a semi-circle in front of the left side of the house, with the option to pull into a two-car garage.

“Oh, it looks wonderful, Todd!” Allison said, squeezing his hand tightly.

He laughed. “This is just the outside, Princess, do you want to see the rest of it?”

“Of course!”

Despite his modest demeanor, she could tell he was very proud of his house from the way he was holding himself and the little smile as she complimented him. They walked around the outside, so she could see the flower gardens on the sides of the house and the deck with the Jacuzzi and grill on the backside.

“I want to put a pool in there,” Todd said, pointing out a space in the backyard. “I figured that could wait until after I moved in, though.”

“Pools are always nice,” she said, gripping his arm and smiling up at him. He looked so cute with his hands in his pockets with an ‘aw shucks’ stance as she admired everything about the house. The porch was beautiful, made of sturdy light-colored wood and shiny with newness and its weatherproofing veneer. Small pots of flowers were tucked into corners, and the little lights were, bolted down to the railings for nighttime, were decorated with dragonflies. It had a very warm feeling, not like the cold rock, marble, and granite backyard her parents had, which was beautiful but felt more like a hotel than someone’s backyard.

“Let’s go inside,” he said, and they walked up the steps to the porch. He headed toward the door, but Allison turned to look at the view. There were a few neighbors within eyesight, the backs of their houses visible but far away. The wide expanse of green grass was dotted with wildflowers, a few trees, and bushes. It was absolutely gorgeous.

She was starting to get nervous. So far, Todd hadn’t even hinted he wanted her to stay here with him, just seemed intent on showing it off. Didn’t he want her here? Had he only been staying with her because he needed a place to live?

Allison knew he loved her, but that didn’t necessarily mean he’d want to officially live with her yet. She just hoped, eventually, he would.

“Coming?” Todd asked from behind her.

“Yeah,” she said, turning away from the view and her maudlin thoughts.

They walked into a gorgeous kitchen with cherry wood cabinets, tan countertops, and ivory accents. There was a huge island in the center, perfect for preparing food, with a slightly lowered section that had chairs tucked under it in case people wanted to eat in the kitchen or sit and chat with the cook. She could see a door to a pantry on the other side of the very large refrigerator, and a rack for pots hung from the ceiling over the island. Two fans to provide a breeze were hanging far enough away from the rack, the breeze wouldn’t cause the hanging pans to knock into each other. To their right was a large empty space of hardwood floor, perfect for a casual dinner table, and beyond it was a thick beige carpeted area that looked like it was just waiting for a couch, cushy armchairs, and a television.

“Wow,” She was honestly amazed at the beauty of the space, although she was surprised Todd hadn’t furnished it yet. He was normally such a ‘finished product’ kind of guy. “This kitchen is amazing.” It truly was, and she wasn’t surprised. From the muttering under his breath and the pictures she’d seen him looking at in magazines, she knew the kitchen was his biggest obsession when it came to the house. Considering how much he liked to cook, that wasn’t surprising. She just hadn’t realized he’d want it set up for gatherings and parties as well, although it made sense since he was still up-and-coming in the business world.

Walking forward, she put one hand on the island, looking around at the empty space, imagining it filled with food and people. Todd came up behind her, the heat of his body pressing against her back. Pushing her hips back, she smirked as she felt the thick bulge of his erection pressing into her ass. Turning her head, she looked up at him.

“See something you like?” she asked archly, wriggling her hips to rub against him.

Todd’s eyes bore into her as his hands slid down her arms and grasped her wrists, placing her hands on the island and making her shiver with heat. It was so hot when he took control, going from a humble guy eager to show off his new abode to a pure alpha male, rigid with lust.

“Don’t move your hands, no matter what,” he said, practically breathing the words into her ear. Allison trembled as erotic heat washed through her, her breasts and pussy lips plumping with anticipation at his words. Their eyes remained connected as her tongue flicked out and licked her lips.

Lowering his head, Todd kissed her, his hands going to the hem of her shirt and pulling it up and over her breasts. Reaching into the cups of her bra, he caressed her sensitive mounds, teasing her nipples as his tongue danced in her mouth. Allison moaned, opening her lips farther as his tongue delved, turning her body into the kiss as much as she could, but Todd’s hips moved forward and trapped her against the island. Pinned and helpless, his erection grinding into her from behind, heat and wetness coiled between her legs.

Todd’s fingers pinched the base of her nipples, then pulled, slowly tugging on the tender buds and scraping his skin along their sensitive surface until her back arched, and his fingers reached the tips and fell away. He repeated the process until Allison released his lips, writhing as he tormented her, the sensual torture of her breasts soaking her panties.

She moaned as he released her breasts and undid the button on her jeans, leaving her hard nipples jutting out from her chest, the cups of her bra forcing her soft flesh upwards. Todd yanked off her pants and underwear, sliding his hands along the back of her legs, his thumbs pressing on the soft inner flesh of her thighs.

“Spread,” he ordered in the sexy, authoritative voice that made her knees want to buckle. Moving her legs apart, she leaned forward on the counter, so he would have the best view of her weeping pussy. Fingers pried apart her buttocks, and his breath blew over her swollen lips. Even though she was embarrassed every time he examined her this closely, it turned her on. His tongue slicked across her center, and Allison leaned forward more, shifting more weight onto her hands, so she could spread her legs farther apart.

Todd knelt between them, his hands holding her thighs apart, face upturned into her pussy. It gave him the most incredible view of the globes of her ass as she rotated her hips, moaning as she ground down onto his face. She gasped as his mouth moved, and he tongued the sensitive bundle of nerves located around her anus, teasing her back door as two fingers slid into her sopping pussy.

“Oh, fuck… Todd….” she moaned, humping her hips back, her breasts swaying as she bent forward. His fingers twisted and dragged, rubbing playfully against her g-spot while the thick muscle of his tongue stabbed at her crinkled rosebud. He stroked, sucked, and licked, tuning her body, readying it for his pleasure and christening his new home at the same time.

Allison cried out, her legs and arms trembling to hold her up as Todd’s fingers plunged deep into her, curving to press against that sweet spot. His other hand disappeared from her thigh, no longer helping to support her weight, and she leaned forward, pressing her stomach and breasts into the countertop to hold her up as Todd’s fingers pinched her clit. She screamed her orgasm, writhing in the middle of his new kitchen, both his hands and his mouth furiously moving, extending the waves of pleasure that wrapped around her.

When she was weak and satiated, collapsed on the countertop, Todd released her pussy and anus and stood behind her. Glossy fluid coated her pussy lips and the tops of her thighs. She moaned as he turned her over onto her back, her breasts caught between her bra and her rolled-up shirt, like rope bondage. Todd couldn’t resist leaning over and taking one soft nipple in his mouth, rolling it back to hardness. Allison always looked so beautiful after cumming, which made him want to take her again. Her knees pointed toward the ceiling, heels resting on the edge of the counter, he pulled her toward him, leaning over her body to enjoy filling his hands with her boobs.

Soft honeyed noises came from Allison’s parted lips as glassy-eyed with pleasure, she looked at the man playing with her body. He met her gaze as his teeth sank into her nipple, and she gasped, her back bowing and thrusting her soft flesh into his mouth. Todd suckled hard, giving Allison the roughness she craved until he released the aching bud.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Between her spread thighs, he undid his jeans and pushed them down, lining up his thick cock with her swollen pussy, all flushed and soupy from the pleasure he’d given her. Allison cried out as he shoved in with one hard thrust. When the builders had been working on the kitchen, he’d purposefully had them build this part of the island at the perfect height for him to stand and fuck her. The soft interior of her pussy wrapped around him like a satin sleeve, grasping him as he moved back and forth roughly. Scooping his arms under her knees and grabbing her upper arms with his fingers, the position kept her spread and open to him, and his hands on her arms allowed him to pull her forcefully against him as he thrust forward.

She curved her arms, wrapping her fingers around his elbows as he leaned over her, plowing into her spasming tunnel. The thick girth of his meat always took her a few minutes to adjust to, but she loved it when he shoved into her, stretching her quickly and straining her muscles. Groaning with the heady mixture of erotic pain and pleasure, Allison writhed on the counter like a pagan offering to the new house. The way he was positioned over her, his body ground against her clit every time he buried himself inside her sweet wetness. She clenched down on him with every rasp against the sensitive bud.

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