Page 56 of Undefeated

I slapped the counter once.

Startled, he jumped and wrinkled his brow. His stroke slowed down.

No no no. I love it. Stroke it for me please. I’m in fucking heaven.

Still lying on my back, I raised my fists above the countertop about six inches and gave him the thumbs up sign. I nodded my head sharply.

His pace sped up slightly.

I tapped the counter once.

Both thumbs up.

He stepped to the side of the counter, steadily stroking his cock. As he approached the edge, he grabbed my lower legs and pulled me to the side of the countertop. With my ass half hanging of the edge, He slowly pressed the tip of his cock into my soaking wet pussy.

Ohgoodfuckinggod.

This will never work.

I leaned up and slapped his thigh twice.

A million little thoughts ran through my head. I wondered if it was possible that his cock wouldn’t fit inside of my pussy. I had never considered that, but I guess I never really asked anyone if they had heard of it happening before. As he began to pull out, I slapped his leg once, focused, and let out one word.

“Slow,” I sighed.

He nodded his head and looked down at my pussy as he guided himself inside of me again. As I felt him pressing inside of me, I took a deep breath and relaxed. The feeling of his huge cock pressing inside of me prevented me from relaxing much, and I became frustrated.

I bit my bottom lip as his cock slowly pushed deep into my wet pussy. It felt like it was in my chest. I exhaled, and took a slow breath. He held his cock deep inside of me, leaned forward, and began to squeeze my breasts.

“Kace,” he said softly.

I looked up.

“Relax, babe. Breathe,” he said.

I nodded. As I felt his cock begin to slide out, I pressed my elbows onto the counter and raised my shoulders off of the counter. I looked down and watched in amazement as his cock slid in and out of my wet pussy. As I watched him fuck me, I felt as if seeing it happen made it much easier. If it was even possible, it felt as if seeing it made me more lubricated and wet. I watched his glistening cock slide in and out of my soaking wet pussy. Each stroke became easier, and I got lost in watching him fuck me.

His stomach muscles flexed as he stood on his tip-toes and slowly slid himself in and out of me. I focused on his body and watched him admiring mine as his hands now held my upper thighs.

I began to feel as if pressure was building up inside of me. I pressed down on my bottom lip with my teeth. The feeling of having Shane fuck me was almost too much for me to take. I began to tingle, and I felt my breathing change. I was going to have an orgasm, and this one was going to kill me.

Remembering what I had told him at Ripp’s house a few weeks ago, I wondered what he must be thinking.

But when you decide it’s time, as you say - know this. I like it rough. Think about that. And you better pray to God that you’re ready…

I stopped biting my lip and looked Shane in the eyes. As he looked at me and smiled, his perfect white teeth glistened. Again, I thought of everything I had read on my Kindle over the past few years. I opened my mouth and stared at Shane’s face.

“Shhhh,” he said softly as he forced himself in and out of me.

I shook my head from side to side.

“Fuck,” I inhaled slowly after the word came out.

“Fuck me,” I exhaled as I spoke.

I can do this.

“Fuck me hard, Shane. Fuck me hard, please,” I begged.