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He moved back and pulled me off the counter. “Go to the couch.” His tone was firm, commanding. “Please.”
Was that what this had been leading up to? I’d done it on the couch once before. I went over and laid down.
He yanked off his pants and boxer briefs, releasing the cock I’d seen in the shower. Tonight it looked even thicker.
Instead of telegraphing my concern that I might have trouble taking him in, I licked my lips when he looked over.
I didn’t see where he pulled the condom from, but he quickly sheathed himself and came over.
He offered his hand.
I took it.
He pulled me up and into an embrace, another hot kiss. His mouth devoured mine. I gripped his hair and pulled myself up on my toes to give him back the same passion.
A hand around my back squished my breasts to him, and his other hand grabbed my ass and pulled me hard against the rod of his erection. The strength of his grip almost took me off my feet. The skin-to-skin contact intensified as our tongues sparred and we traded hot breath, and hotter desires.
All I could hear were our traded moans. He tasted like raw desire and smelled like pine. The room fell away as I melted in his arms.
He squeezed my butt so hard, I was sure I’d have a mark tomorrow.
He broke the kiss, leaned over to grab a throw pillow from the couch and led me to the table. Without words, he put the pillow against the edge of the table, spun me around, and had me spread my legs.
My apprehension grew as he bent me over and positioned himself behind me.
His tip found my soaked entrance, and he entered.
I winced at the size of him but held my yelp.
He grabbed my hips and pushed all the way in with a groan. He pulled back and pushed again and again. With each thrust, the pain of his size receded, replaced with the pleasure of being filled more fully than ever before. His hand on my back clamped me against the table.
I spread my arms out to brace myself. The wood was cold and tugged against my breasts every time I got shoved forward. The sensations built as he pounded against me with the primal energy of the leader of the pack. Every plunge into my heat seemed to take me higher and send my nerves closer to overload.
His grunts grew louder. My eyes squeezed shut, and the next thrust did it. My hands clenched into fists, and my core clamped down around him as I shook and my orgasm let loose.
He slowed to a steady rhythm as the waves of pleasure rolled over me. The long, slow strokes extended the experience.
For another minute, slow, full strokes melted me into the table.
Without notice, he pulled me back, and his hand came between me and the pillow at the edge. “Come for me, baby. Come again for me.”
Each time he drove into me, he pushed my clit up against his fingers.
The electric jolts his fingers forced quickly sent my blood boiling out of control again. He thrust harder and faster, sending me over the edge. My walls spasmed around him as my climax overtook me again.
He pulled his hand from under me and grabbed my hips. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the house as he pounded into me. His release came with a loud groan, and he kept himself buried deep inside me as his cocked jerked.
The pulsing of his cock slowly died down, and he lay heavily on top of me. “You feel so fucking good, Sugarbear.”
I smiled. “You too.”
“Did I hurt you?”
I laughed. “I’ll let you know when you start fucking me hard.”
He swatted my butt. “Wise ass. Next time you’re getting the wall, or maybe the counter.”
“I told you I wouldn’t break.” I relished the feeling of fullness from him being inside me.
