Page 57 of This Life and All the Rest
She whimpers again, a cry of need, and pushes her body back into me, so the head of my cock slips into her pussy.
“Shit, Lennon,” I warn, barely holding on to my control. “Use your words, baby. Tell me you want this. Let me hear that sexy voice.”
“Yes, Macon,” she says, finally. Breathlessly. “Fuck me hard.”
I slam into her.
We both moan when I bottom out, and she falls down onto her forearms. She’s the most erotic fucking sight. Sloped back, ass out with my cock sliding in and out of her. I want to bend down and bite her plump ass cheek, but I settle for slapping it with my open palm instead.
“You’re so fucking good,” I tell her. “So sexy. So fucking good.”
I’ve dreamt of being inside her again. Four years of beating my dick to visions of her. She flexes her pussy and I see stars.
“Fuck, yes, baby. Squeeze me like that,” I grind out, and she does it again.
I pull out slowly, then slam back in. Her hips bang into the island, so I grip them with my hands, placing my fingers as a barrier before speeding up.
“Harder,” she says, and I listen. I set a punishing pace. “God, yes, Macon.”
Sweat dots my forehead, the sounds of our bodies slapping together, of my cock moving in and out of her wetness, make it hard not to come immediately. I grit my teeth against the tingle and dig my fingers into her flesh.
“Harder,” she chokes. “Make it hurt.”
The words hit me in the chest, and I almost stop, but then Lennon slams back into me, meeting my thrusts and snaking her hand between her legs. She starts rubbing on her clit, her pussy pulsating around me, and I know she’s going to come soon. I do what she wants. I fuck her hard and fast.
I let go of her hip, so I can wrap her long hair around my hand and tug hard. Her head is tipped to the ceiling, and she uses her free hand to push her body back, bracing herself on the counter while I pound into her from behind.
“Keep rubbing on your clit, baby.”
I move my hand from her hair to her neck and pull her up, so her back is pressed against my chest. I slide my other hand up her body and slip it beneath her shirt so I can pinch her nipple through her bra, but I stop when I feel a metal bar.
I brush my fingers over it and groan. So fucking hot.
“You got your fucking nipples pierced?” I say, and she laughs. I pinch, and she moans. “So fucking sexy. Let me feel you soak my cock.”
Lennon opens her mouth on a gasp, her eyes screwed shut, and she turns her head to me, so I take her lips and swallow her moans as she comes. Her pussy tightens around me, and my thoughts fizzle to static.
Nothing has ever felt this good.
No drug. No fuck. No cheap thrill. Nothing compares to Lennon, and it’s terrifying.
She’s heaven and she’s hell. She’s my reward and my punishment. She’ll ruin me again. I know it.
I hammer into her until her climax is over, then I press her back down on the island, pull out, and shoot thick ropes of glossy white all over her ass cheeks.
The sight will be burned into my brain.
Her round ass, marred red from our rough sex and painted white with my cum. I just had her, but I’m already hard again.
“Shit, you should see yourself,” I whisper, rubbing my dick through her swollen pussy lips. “You’re so fucking sexy covered in my cum.”
She laughs, small and breathy, through her pants. Her cheek is pressed to the counter, her arms lying limply at her sides. I’ve worn her out.
“Stay here,” I say, patting the side of her thigh.
I pull my sweats up, then walk to the drawer of dishtowels. I pull one out, wet it with warm water, and use it to clean Lennon off.
“Thank you,” she whispers, then pushes herself upright.
