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“You do?” Is that my voice? Why does it sound like I’m choking?
“I do. Do you know what you want? We don’t have to put any labels on anything, but I’d be comfortable saying we’re dating. Exclusively.”
“Really?”
He smiles down at me. “Why does all this surprise you so much?”
“Well, you haven’t exactly been a relationship kinda guy, Levi. In fact, I don’t recall you ever having a one, let alone anything exclusive.”
“You’re right, this is all new to me. Turns out, I’m an Abby kinda guy and as long as I have you, I don’t care about all of those labels and bullshit. I just want you,” he whispers moments before reclaiming my lips.
This kiss isn’t slow or sweet. This kiss is consuming and controlling. His tongue possesses, his lips dominate me. And that’s not even including his hands. They slide firmly against my back, down until he’s gripping my rear. In one smooth motion, he picks me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. I can feel his erection through his shorts as it presses against the place I ache for him.
“Trust me?” he rasps, kissing his way down my throat.
“Y-yes.” I do.
“I want to take you from behind, beautiful,” he says, setting me down and helping guide me until I’m facing the cabinets.
Then his hands are on me, gripping and touching me in a way that leaves me so hot and bothered, I’m afraid I might actually die from lust. My shorts and shirt are gone, my panties a distant memory as I brace my hands against the countertop. His very talented hands slide easily over my body until he finds me embarrassingly wet and swollen. I mean, we’re talking water left on, I can feel it sliding down my thighs kinda wet.
“God, I love your body,” he whispers harshly against my ear moments before I feel the slide of his piercing between my butt cheeks. Just the thought of him being so close to my ain’t gonna happen area, especially with something as gigantic as his monstrous penis, should leave me clenching and tense. But it doesn’t. The feel of that little ball slipping through the wetness and teasing my rear entrance causes my heart to race and my nipples to pebble more.
“Not today, angel. Maybe someday I’ll claim that part of you too, but not today,” he breathes against my ear as he slides into my trembling pussy.
“Oh God,” I whisper, my body as taut and pulsing as a live electric wire.
I feel everything with him. The piercing, the way his body moves inside me, making me feel so full and complete. And then he wraps his hands around mine, entwining our fingers together, and places them back on the countertop. He uses them as leverage and starts to pump his hips, determined and full of raw desire. I cry out in euphoria every time those little balls slide against my G-spot.
Holy mother of God and all things almighty.
“I can feel you clenching around my cock, Abs. Feels so fucking good,” he mumbles, pistoning his hips again and again.
My reply comes out a jumbled, mumbled, choppy sentence of sounds. I start to clench around him, squeezing the life out of his penis. (My vagina is such a hussy.) Before I realize it, I’m practically screaming out a release. Nope, no clue what words are actually coming from my mouth right now.
Levi’s right behind me (no pun intended) and slams into me with enough force to almost send me crashing into the countertop. But he holds me hostage (in the best way possible), my name falling from his lips before he stills inside of me. I can feel him pulsing and coming, my inner walls milking him for all he’s worth.
“Jesus,” he groans, bringing his mouth to my shoulder and biting gently. The sharp sting causes me to shudder.
“Wow.”
“Yeah,” he says, kissing the place that he just marked with his teeth. “I’m just glad I was still able to get it up.”
“What?” I ask with a small laugh, turning and looking over my shoulder at his flushed and slightly sweaty face.
“I’m just glad your dad’s arrival didn’t kill the fantasy.” Again, he kisses my shoulder and the back of my neck, moving my hair across my other shoulder and exposing more skin as he goes.
“I’m glad too. It would have been a shame if we never got to experience that. In my kitchen.”
“Your kitchen may be my new favorite place. It’s a great kitchen.”
“It is,” I say, breathlessly, as he continues to kiss my neck, his hands wrapping around my abdomen. That’s also when I notice he’s still rock hard inside of me and moving very slowly.
“One more before I go to work? It’s going to be a long, miserable night without you.”
“What about dinner?” I ask diplomatically, but praying he doesn’t stop.
“Dinner can wait, but having you one more time before work, can’t.”
And then he starts to move.
And administers no less than two more orgasms.
