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I nod enthusiastically. He pulls my thong down my legs and off, throwing it onto the floor behind him. His hands reach behind me to grab something and I see the whisk come into view as he rubs it against my thigh.
My eyes widen in anticipation. What the hell is he planning on doing with that thing? He moves it between my legs and rubs it against me. The metal cools my overly heated skin. I let my head fall back as my eyes close.
He runs it back and forth between my legs, taking his damn time before I am a needy ball of horn. He slowly rubs it back and forth against my clit, and I’m about to go mad. “Oliver.” My voice trembles with need for him.
“You need me, baby?”
“Mmhmm. Please.” It comes out breathy. I swear I’m not normally like this, but he seems to pull a side out of me I’ve never seen before tonight.
“Open your legs a little further.” I do as he commands and wait for him to stand, to take his clothes off, to fuck me dirty like I’ve been picturing for the last two hours. But he does none of that. I look down at him as he leans in to leave one small kiss to my pussy before sliding the plastic handle of the whisk into me.
And fuck me, does that feel good. Jesus, has it been that long since a man has played with me?
“Fuck yourself on it, baby. I want to watch this sweet little pussy suck it in and picture it’s my cock instead.” I must frown because he continues. “Don’t worry, baby, this cock will be filling you up in no time.” He grabs the bulge in the front of his pants. “But for now… I just want to watch you pleasure yourself.”
I let go and give in, sliding myself up and down on the handle of the whisk as he holds it. It feels so damn good. Moans slip from between my lips and he groans in satisfaction of my pleasure. While he’s fucking me with the whisk, his other thumb finds my clit and rubs in slow, teasing circles. My orgasm creeps up out of nowhere. I scream his name as it hits like a wave crashing against a rocky cliff.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” He pulls the whisk from my pussy and tosses it on the floor beside him before replacing it with his tongue.
Pulling away only momentarily he speaks the filthiest words I’ve ever heard. “Let me have my dessert first, before I fuck the life out of you so good you won’t be walking straight for a week.”
He eats me out like it’s his life mission. A man wanton with need and the desire to shower me with pleasure. I’ve been with men before, okay, one man, and he didn’t do this. Now I know what I’ve been missing.
He pulls away from my pussy, but his thumb on my clit never stops. The lower half of his face glistens with my juices and he sticks his tongue out to taste more of myself on him. “Mmm… so sweet.”
He runs his hands up my body as he stands and kisses me with a passion that steals my breath away. I can taste myself on his lips, and I’m not as weirded out by it as I thought I’d be. He grabs my waist and lifts me up on the flour covered counter. It’s the last thing on my mind, though.
I reach down and unbutton his jeans before unzipping them. I start to push them down and he helps me. His lips briefly slip away from mine. He shimmies out of one pant leg while flicking his leg to get the other one off.
My hands slide under his shirt and he raises his arms so I can take it off of him. Damn him and all this glorious man candy. His chest is a fucking work of art, and I can’t help but let my fingers trail against every toned muscle.
He lifts my chin up so he can devour my mouth again as he reaches behind me to unhook and slip off my bra. His hands immediately find my breasts, his fingers teasing my nipples into ever harder buds than they were already. “I love these breasts. Just the perfect fucking size.”
It’s then I realize I haven’t completely ogled him yet. My eyes widen as they trail down his body and land on the massive pulsating cock standing at attention between his legs.
I continue a slow and steady motion as I grip his cock in my hand, sliding it slowly up and down his engorged flesh. Its size is only growing as more attention is given to it. He kisses the side of my neck, trailing down over my collar bone.
He groans, his eyes closing. “Don’t stop.” He says as I start to stroke him a little faster. A while later, his hand encompasses mine and he starts moving mine faster up and down his shaft. “Need more friction, baby.”
It doesn’t take long for him to pull my hand away from his cock. “If you do any more of that, we can’t skip to the good part.”
“Oh yeah, and what is the good part?” I tease. When I was ogling earlier, I noticed that this countertop is exactly the same height for what we’re about to do. He reaches between us as he takes my lips again for another kiss.
His cock taps against my entrance, and for a minute I freeze, hoping it doesn’t hurt like hell because I’ve only done this once before him. “Relax.” He whispers against my lips. I nod, melting into him.
“Keep kissing me.” I whisper against his lips and he does. He thrusts his way into me slowly, expanding my walls around him, making me feel so full. There is a little pressure, but pleasure wins out.
He groans. “Fuck, baby. Jesus, your pussy is squeezing my cock like it never wants to let go.” He pulls out, almost leaving me before shoving back in hard. “Fuck, you feel good wrapped around my cock, baby. This little pussy needed some love tonight, and I’m only too happy I was here to assist with such a delicate matter.” He winks at me before letting his head fall against my shoulder while he continues pounding into me. I feel his teeth skim the sensitive skin on my neck and it shoots right to my groin.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. You’re so fucking tight.” He slams into me again and I wince.
He pulls away, a wariness shining in his eyes as he asks the next question. “Are you a…?” He shakes his head as if he doesn’t want to finish that question. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? Shit, I should’ve gone slower, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist you and…” I shut him up with a kiss and shake my head.
“No, I’m good, keep going.”
I hear the sigh that leaves his lips. Digging my heels into his ass, I beg for more, and he willingly offers. I can feel the telltale signs of my orgasm creeping up on me. “Willow.” He says my name with such reverence. “You should be worshiped like this every single day.” He’s breathless as he speaks the words to me. Secretly, I wish for the same thing, but I don’t dare voice it. He slows his thrusts. “Can’t go much longer baby, you feel way too damn good.”
Reaching between us, he rubs his thumb against my clit and it’s like a bomb detonating around me. The hardest orgasm I’ve ever experienced crashes into me, drowning me in pleasure.
