Page 43 of Die for You
I spread my legs wider and dig my heels into the counter as I increase the speed of my fingers.
My clit throbs, and my nipples are erect. My pussy is so wet. The familiar burn begins to burn low in my belly. I finger myself harder and faster, desperate to come, and I almost do, but the air is ripped from my lungs when I’m yanked down the counter only to be thrust back up it. My brain doesn’t have time to catch up because my body wins the race when Lenny sinks his thick, hard dick into me.
He doesn’t move.
He allows me to adjust to his girth.
He bends and takes my right nipple into his mouth. He knows this drives me wild.
I squirm, wishing for him to move.
My body is begging for a release.
Opening my eyes, I peer up at Lenny.
The dim light behind his broad shoulders illuminates him in a way that is almost angelic. But when he seizes my hips and fucks me with ferocity, that ethereal glow fades and I am in the strong arms of the devil.
The force of his strokes is so wild, they propel me up the counter. I am lax and take everything he gives because the harder he fucks, the closer I am to coming all over his throbbing cock. His punishing grasp on my hips is sure to leave bruises, and the thought has me mewling for more.
He releases my hips, only to loop his hands behind my knees, using them as anchors so I can bounce on his cock. He hits me hard and deep, so deep that each time he sinks into me, he robs me of air.His thrusts are impassioned, as well as hate-filled.
We love to hate one another.
And we hate the way we love one another.
He fucks me like an animal, not holding back.
I can’t stand it.
It’s too much.
The sight.
The smell.
The feel of him.
The veins in his thick neck are taut. The muscles in his shoulders and arms bulge from the intensity of his strokes.
He hits me in just the right way, and my hypersensitive body doesn’t stand a chance.
I come loudly.
Starlight flashes behind my eyes, which are squeezed shut. My body undulates in pure ecstasy. My heart threatens to burst from my chest. I can’t get air fast enough, but Lenny doesn’t care.
He pulls out, drops to his knees, and eats my delicate pussy.
I scream, tugging at his hair in pleasure and a lick of pain. But he doesn’t stop. He sucks my clit, flicking his tongue over it. I squirm, unsure if I can take any more.
He spreads my legs wide open, licking my labia up and down and side to side, before driving his tongue deep into my sex. He suckles my clit, before using two fingers to rub over it.
I try to shift away, but Lenny holds me in place, and before long, I’m turned on again.
I want more.
And more he gives.
He hooks his arms under my knees and yanks them wide open. He places a kiss over my sex before trailing kisses along my inner thigh and across my knee, where he then licks a path down my calf. He takes hold of my ankle and peers up at me while he sucks my big toe into his mouth and twirls his tongue around it.
