Page 34 of Forcing Her Hand

“Todd!” she screamed, her nails digging into his skin.

“Fuck, Allison,” he said, almost at the exact same time, his voice hoarse with his attempt to control himself until she was creaming on his cock. “What you do to me…”

The next thrust was almost brutal in its quick plunge, and Allison’s pleasure center exploded with sizzling heat that raced through her body. Her pussy convulsed around Todd’s cock, squeezing and massaging him with her erotic release. Groaning with triumph, he thrust again, then held himself deep inside, rubbing his body against her swollen clit as he throbbed, filling her with his cum.

Allison could barely feel the pulses of his cock, she was so lost in her own hazy world of ecstasy. The pleasure had overwhelmed her nerve endings, and even the soft strokes of Todd’s fingers on her arm sent her into aftershocks of rocking orgasm. The feel of him jerking inside of her was so deeply intense, it didn’t even register on a conscious level. Tremors swept through her as Todd collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily with the aftermath of his rough passion.

With a low groan, he pushed himself up and went to one of the drawers, retrieving a cloth he dampened in warm water, then returned to where Allison still laid with her legs spread, the lips of her freshly fucked sex gorgeously red as white cream dripped from them. She still felt like she was floating, whimpering as Todd pressed the warm cloth between her legs, tenderly cleaning the sensitive folds.

“Good girl,” he crooned as Allison’s eyes began to clear, and she returned to the here and now. Gently, he cleaned her pussy lips and thighs. The cloths were the only things he had stocked the kitchen with so far, knowing he probably wouldn’t be able to get through showing Allison his new pride and joy without celebrating it with her.

Helping Allison to her feet, he picked up her panties from the floor and put them on, one leg at a time, kissing the top of her mound before covering it with the lacy fabric. The press of his lips against her exquisitely sensitive flesh made Allison shiver again in sensual reaction. Todd helped her put on her jeans, then she pulled the bra cups back over her breasts and her t-shirt down again. Nothing could remove the messy look of her hair, her swollen lips, or the glowing satisfaction he had put on her face, though, Todd thought smugly.

“Let me show you the rest of the house,” he said, his heart still racing. Not from the incredible sex they’d just had—and what a way to christen his new home—but for the surprise he was going to spring on her. Allison went up on her tiptoes and brushed her lips across his but stepped away before he could deepen the kiss. Grinning, he grabbed her hand and tugged her along to the rest of the rooms.

Nothing was furnished, no curtains or decorations, but the house was beautifully built. To the left of the kitchen, there was a formal dining room, and past that in the front of the house was a small library that connected to a small study. Upstairs, there were several bedrooms, although the Master bedroom was the best. It had a door that exited onto a balcony, just big enough to fit a small table for two, which looked out over the same expanse of land the porch did. The bathroom was incredible. The shower could probably fit at least six people. There was no showerhead, but there were a lot of places that looked like water could spray from in the walls of the shower, which looked like it was made out of some kind of rock. When she touched the material, it wasn’t hard, although it was firm, so it definitely wasn’t actually stone. In addition to the incredible shower, there was also a tub big enough for two—possibly three—and a vanity with two sinks.

“So,” Todd said as he watched Allison prowl around the bathroom. He loved watching her take everything in and couldn’t wait to show her the joys of the shower. “Are you ready?”

“Ready for what?” Allison asked, completely confused as she turned her attention to him.

“Ready to go shopping? That’s why I got you up so early. I figured you’d want to have a say on how our house is furnished and decorated.”

He had the joy of seeing Allison’s jaw drop, knowing he’d managed to completely surprise her. That was one of the things he loved best about her. Despite the fact she’d grown up a pampered little princess, she never took him for granted. She might hope for a certain outcome from what he said or how he acted, but she never just assumed. It made him feel appreciated and gave him wonderful moments like this.

“What?” he asked, stepping forward, unable to keep the ecstatic grin off of his face as he took her in his arms, so she had to tilt her head back to look up at him. “Are you saying you don’t want to have a say?”

“I’m saying you never asked me to move in, you big jerk!” Allison laughed, slapping him hard on the chest. “You never actually ask me anything!”

“Of course not, you might say no,” he replied, his face mock-serious. Allison giggled helplessly at his logic. Then he gave her a look full of hot promise for the future. “Will you move in with me, Allison?”

“Depends on the furnishings,” she said haughtily. Todd’s lips pursed, and he narrowed his eyes at her.

“That kitchen island downstairs is good for more than sex, Princess. I can bend you over it and spank you senseless, so you can feel it every time you sit down to try out a couch today.”

Allison shivered. In some ways, that sounded appealing, but she wanted to actually be able to enjoy the furniture she picked out.

“I’d love to move in with you,” she said, relenting. Todd pulled her hard against him and devoured her with his lips, the possessive kiss claiming her, and she let him sweep her away.

They spent the entire day and the next shopping. Most of the furniture would arrive on Monday, which they both decided to take off from work, so they could arrange the house to their liking. Shopping was fun. They agreed on most things since they both wanted a homey, warm feel to their house, but sometimes, they would argue over the particulars. Allison soon found Todd’s way of compromising was to buy both and say they’d see which looked better in the space. Although she knew he would argue that his choice did.

When the whirlwind weekend was over, they collapsed in Allison’s bed for the last time. Todd had offered to have it moved to his house, but they had ended up picking out a bigger bed they both liked, a king-sized, four-poster bed. She could already imagine herself tied up and spread out for him. All the wonderful kinky things they could do around the house danced through her mind as she curled up next to her boyfriend.

She would have been surprised to know, at that moment, Todd was thinking about her parents. Part of him had wanted to ask Allison to marry him this weekend, as well as move in, but he had held off for two reasons. The first was he wanted them to be able to establish their living rhythms together without a roommate, and he knew wedding planning disrupted people’s normal day-to-day lives. He’d seen it happen to several of his friends and co-workers. The second was he wanted to find a way for Allison and her parents to come together as a family again before he and Allison did. While her parents might have objected to him as a suitable husband for her at one point, they probably wouldn’t now, and he’d worked hard to get that acknowledgment. Plus, they were important to Allison, and getting engaged might make her even less likely to reach out to them. She was still so angry at them, which he understood, but someone had to be the bigger person. He’d come to the realization it would probably have to be him.

But for tonight, he held the woman he loved and enjoyed the soft curves of her body pressed against his, knowing soon, they’d be living together in their own home. It had been worth the wait.

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