Scene 12
Harder
Latch & Abby
Molding mine over hers, controlling her, possessing her. She moans against my mouth, kissing me back. Her fingers knot into my hair as we get lost in one another, and I glide my hand underneath her t-shirt and bra.
She arches in my hold, awakening the fire I have for her inside me. I twist her nipple, pulling up hard. My cock hardens and she wiggles her ass against it. Needing more of her, I carry her inside and pin her against the first surface I see. With my body holding hers against the wall, she looks at me panting. “Do you want me?” I ask her harshly, digging my cock into her.
“Fuck yes.” Her response is quick, but I need more from her as my mind spirals back to all the times we used to play. “Then tell me how.”
God, I miss the times like this, when my body was on pins and needles, my blood pulsating through my veins, all of it raging at the head of my cock. “I want you inside of me, skin to skin, ‘til I come.”
Reaching into the front of her pants, my hand is crushed against her sex and the wall. “What if I want more? What if I want you to come again and again?”
Her tone is laced with a smile from my question when she replies. “Well, I’m yours, so you can do with me what you want.” I tear her shirt over her head – I can’t get her naked fast enough, shredding her clothes off, stretching her shirt as I pull it over her gorgeous fucking body. She reaches back for my cock and my body trembles when she grabs it. Her touch alone can be my undoing. Closing my eyes, I get a bit lost in the way she’s jerking me. I try to concentrate on what I’m doing. But she distracts me, pleasing my cock like only she can. Slyly, she turns in my hold, yanking my shorts down, and I growl watching the way she licks her lips, stark naked, wanting me.
Then all of a sudden, she is on her knees in front of me, swallowing me up. I brace my weight on the wall, losing the battle of control when I look down and she’s almost taking me all the way in her mouth and gently rubs my balls.
Her eyes are wild, matching her movements, and with every ounce of strength I have, I reach down and stop her.
“Your mouth is fucking amazing, but not yet!” She stands to her feet and I slam her back against the wall. She grips my dick, pulling it towards her, and I push my way inside her. Every inch has her eyes closing a little more, and I can tell she’s enjoying this as much as I am. It’s a place where only Abby and I go to drown out the noise.
She wraps her legs around me and I lift her up, holding her as we work together. Fire blazes from my head to my toes as we fuck. Her eyes are tightly shut and I get lost, sucking on her neck. Loving the taste and feel of her skin on my tongue.
“Harder,” she begs me for more of my cock. Sitting her on one of the bar stools I say, “Hang on to my neck.” She listens and I hold on to her and the countertop pounding her. “Fuck,” she screams causing my balls to tighten and my insides to burst into flames. I’m so close to letting out a good cum, but don’t want it to end. I used to be able to fuck for hours, but not anymore, not with Abby – she’s my conclusion. She drives my body crazy and when we are together like this my control is stripped away.
Stopping my movements, I hold my breath and everything tenses as the room spins. And in the middle of it, Abby and I are still, our bodies so close to the edge, but we know what’s waiting if we fall. Brushing the hair out of her eyes, she commands me, “Keep fucking me, take me with you.”
Pulling my cock back a half a tick is all it takes and the second that I push forward, a burst of cum floods inside her as I pump her with my full length. I hold her to me tighter than ever as I milk out every last drop while she shakes in my grasp, screaming and possessing her own release just as much as I am.
Being this close and this connected in this moment with her is my absolution. And no matter what happens in the future, we’ll be okay, we’ll make it through it all. That’s how strong this love is. And one day…we’ll have our happy ending…one day.