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Good, it was in there nice and deep. And I was all too glad to give her some more to keep it company.
I continued to thrust, harder and faster with every pump. I couldn’t take my eyes away from how my dick disappeared in her. “You take my cock so well, sweetheart,” I praised her. “Youshould see what I’m looking at. How my hard as steel cock slides between your pretty pussy lips and your cunt sucks me in so good. Mmm, yeah, just like that,” I moaned and realized how much she loved it when I praised and complimented her, and dirty talked her at the same time.
She let out a low growl in response, but her pretty little pussy grew wetter. “Oh sweetheart, you keep this up and I think you might start dripping down my cock. We wouldn’t want your sweet nectar dripping down my balls and going to waste.” With that her pussy clamped down on my cock while she bit her lip, trying to cage in her guttural groan.
“Let it out. Let me hear what I do to you,” I said as I looked at her beautiful face. “I’m going to come at any second, and I want your pretty little pussy to squeeze my dick so hard while you come, and I’ll reward you for being a good girl for me.”
As the words left my lips, I felt her inner walls start to contract and quake around me. Knowing she was milliseconds from coming, I pumped into her harder and rougher. Her hips hit the counter, most likely leaving marks, while the sound of my hips hitting her ass and my balls slapping her clit, echoed through the kitchen.
“Let go. Let me have it,” I commanded her. As I bottomed out again, pushing all the air from her lungs with how hard I was thrusting. I roared out as I came for a second time in ten minutes. My cum painting her insides in full force.
Her sweet little pussy was pulsing so hard around me as she came too, but I quickly pulled out, only for her to whimper on instinct at the loss of me. I dropped down to my knees and started eating her out from behind - while pumping my fingers into her, and pushing my cum as far in as I could.
As I sucked her clit into my mouth, she screamed out with her third orgasm. Perhaps I could give her a selective case of amnesia with the pleasure I could easily continue to give her.
She collapsed back on the counter as I continued to slowly lap at her pussy. I saw how it constricted and pulsed in aftershocks.
I couldn’t help myself, I was still so turned on, that I slid two fingers inside her hot and wet heat. Pumping into her as she moaned and squirmed. I knew she was sensitive, but after what I just made her body do, she couldn’t move.
“You’re so beautiful, my love. Just look at this perfect little pussy, even after coming so beautifully for me, three times, she still takes me so good,” I said as I leaned forward and took another delicious lick of her.
“Mmm, delicious,” I stated to the Universe. “And all of this is mine.”
Goosebumps erupted all over her body as she did a full body shudder and hummed in contentment where she lay draped over the counter for me.
But she didn’t agree with me.
“Say it sweetheart, say you’re all mine.”
She cleared her throat while lifting her head up and peering over her shoulder and looking down where I was still on my knees behind her.
I raised my eyebrow at her. “Tell me that this pretty little cunt belongs to me and only me.” I knew my tone was domineering and demanding, but she must feel what I feel, ergo sheknewthat she belonged to me, just like I belonged to her.
She slowly opened her mouth, licked her now-dry lips, before seductively replying, “I’m all yours.”
The biggest grin spread across my face, to which her facial expression softened and she smiled back at me before her head collapsed back to the counter.
“Oh my God, Nicholas, I think you broke me for real this time. I don’t think I can move,” she said and let out a small little laugh.
I rose up from behind her, even though I was seriously contemplating staying there a while longer and delivering her a fourth orgasm, but I saw how spent her body was. “Good thing you don’t have to, that’s my job,” I told her as I began scooping her up in my arms and walking us towards our bedroom.
48
SCOTTIE ANDERSON
After Nicholas literally carried me to our bedroom and into the huge walk-in shower, where he proceeded to wash every inch of my body, we lay in the way-too comfortable bed. It was like literally laying in a cloud.
His hands were stroking through my long locks and I moaned in contentment, just being completely in the moment and without a thought in the world. This is what I imagined inner peace must feel like.
“Honey?” he hedged.
“Mmm?” I cracked my one eye open and peered over my shoulder at him. We were tangled in the sheets, where he had been holding me since we crawled into the bed.
“You never told me why you were so emotional before,” he quietly said. Hesitant almost, which felt unnatural for him because he was one of the most confident people I’d ever met.
“Oh,” I replied. Now realizing that I hoped the kitchen sex-fest would have distracted him from that whole piece of my reality, much like it’d distracted me in the moment.
“Yeah,oh. So tell me. Please. Why were you emotional and upset? If someone hurt you, you must tell me, you know thatright?” He said in a way that was meant to be reassuring and sweet, but also felt ominous and dangerous.
