I kiss her hard, fusing my lips to hers for just a few quick seconds before I release my hold on her jaw. Keeping a hold of her wrist, I pull her into the nearest pew and stop with my back to the altar. Elsie faces me, waiting expectantly, a gleam of something wicked in her eyes. It’s a tight squeeze; our bodies are flush together, and in her strappy heels, our height difference isn’t as dramatic as usual.
“Turn around.”
Like the good girl she is, she turns around immediately, her long, perfectly curled hair swishing against my chest as she goes.Fuck, she listens so well.
“Kneel on the pew and brace your hands on the back.”
Again she obeys, climbing onto her knees and gripping the wooden backrest. I reward her by sliding her hair out of the way and planting a wet kiss to the spot near her collarbone that always sends a shiver down her spine. The long fabric of her dress pools around her knees on the bench, and I grab a fistful as I step closer to her.
“This is going to be quick,” I tell her. “We don’t have time for me to touch you the way I want to. To taste your cunt. To make you beg for it.”
“Declan,” she whines, pushing her hips back to grind her ass against my front. My cock is hard as granite and straining against my zipper, just begging to be inside her already.
I grip her by the hips to tug her closer on the bench, then gently push her upper back down so that she leans toward the back of the pew.
“Stay just like this.”
I grab more of her dress and slide the fabric up over her hips, exposing a lacy white thong and her perfect ass that I haven’t paid nearly enough attention to. My cock twitches at the thought of burying it inside her, but that’s a thought for another day.
I work the lacy material down to her knees to get it out of the way, and she spreads her legs as far as she’s able to. Her cunt looks perfect from his angle, glistening with her arousal and begging to be fucked. I watch hungrily as she slides a hand between her legs to touch herself. Her breathy moan when her fingers find her clit is all the motivation I need to pop the button on my pants and slide the zipper down, tugging down the front of my boxer briefs just enough to let my cock spring free.
I fist the base and step closer to Elsie, leaning over her back and placing one of my hands atop hers on the bench. When she feels the head of my cock nudge her entrance, she gasps. She moves to widen her knees on the pew, but the underwear around her thighs makes it difficult.
“It’s going to be tight like this,” I warn.
“Good.”
Fuck. What did I do to deserve her?
“Are you ready for me?”
“God, yes,” she says. “Always.”
Despite my earlier thought, the first inch of my cock slipping inside her nearly hasmeseeing stars. I push my hips forward and sink deeper, just a few inches at first, and we both groan. It’s a tight fit, but fuck, does she feel good. At this angle, with her legs only as far apart as her panties will allow, it’s the most delicious kind offriction as I sink further into her wet heat. When I’m fully seated inside her, she pushes her hips back against my lap, taking me as deep as she can.
“I’ve never been so full,” Elsie moans.
God, I love this woman.For many reasons, but right now, because of how needy she is for my cock. To everyone else, she’s the sweet, girl-next-door type. But she loves to be fucked, and she loses all of her inhibitions when it’s only her and I, just like this. It’s a fucking privilege, being the one who gets to have her like this.
Without warning, her cunt squeezes around me and I nearly shout. Elsie turns her head just enough that I can see the wicked grin on her face.
“You desperate, needy little thing,” I murmur against her skin. I bury my mouth in the crook of her neck and plant messy kisses on a path toward her ear. When I nip at her lobe, her body wracks beneath me with a shudder.
“You’re perfect,” I tell her, my voice low in her ear. I pull out as much as I’m able to before sinking deep again. “So fucking perfect. You take me so well.”
Elsie practically melts at the praise. My girl is a people pleaser, and she loves to hear all of the filthy thoughts running through my head when I’m inside her. They also make her blush, and I happen to love her in that particular shade of red.
“I told you I’m not going easy on you,” I remind her. “But only because I know you can take it.”
“Yes,” she purrs, her head falling back against my shoulder. “Please.”
“Hang on.”
She picks her head back up and I feel her grip on the back of the bench tighten where her hand rests under mine. With my other hand I reach around her waist, sliding it down to the spot where ourbodies are joined. The feel of my cock disappearing inside her — fuck, it blurs my vision for a second.
Elsie’s earlier taunt —prove it —echoes on a loop in my mind. I’m a man of my word, so I do just that.
I fuck Elsie hard and fast, losing myself in her again and again. The tight squeeze of her cunt around my cock, the way our moans echo off the vaulted ceiling, her breathy little gasps when I sink deep enough to hit that magic spot inside her — it’s almost too much.
