“Holy fuck!! Yes, baby. Just like that.” His hips shove further into my throat and my eyes begin to roll to the back of my head. His hands push my head down further and pull it up. Pushing and pulling over and over as his hips pump in and out. My nose is working overtime to keep the air coming and keep me upright. I feel my eyes blurring further when he suddenly pulls out. “Stand up and bend over the counter. I am about to pop baby and this fertilizer is going nowhere but inside of you.” Eager to just feel him in me, bringing me to the brink like my body has been preparing for, what he has said doesn’t even register. I lean over the counter, ass out and before I can spread my legs, he is inside of me and I am yelling.
“BROCK!” I yell, telling him I feel him. Holy shit is he tighter this way. I move to spread my legs, loosen it up some when he smacks my ass, shooting fire straight to my pussy and something I am not ready to focus on to my heart. “Stay like this. So fucking tight. Jesus. I thought I broke you in, baby. Seems I got my work cut out for me. Move baby. Buck that ass against me.” So far gone, my mind filled with nothing but lust and love for this man I just met that has somehow become more than lust to me. My tits bounce, hitting the countertop, everything in me expanding ready to release, but it isn’t until his hands grab my hair pulling my head back toward his mouth that I let go.
“Come, Delta. Come with me.” We both yell out screaming each other’s name as we reach the peak neither of us will be able to come down from without one another. “Fuck baby. I am never going to get enough of this.” he says before falling to the ground bringing me with him still sitting on top of his cock. I can’t help but flex my walls around him, needing the friction to continue somehow. He chuckles. “Uh oh. Looks I have created a monster.” he says kissing my forehead.
I don’t know how long we sit there simply enjoying one another when he sends me in a different type of shock. “Oh, I almost forgot. There is going to be a stylist coming over tomorrow for you to pick a dress. I have an award show next week and of course you are going as my woman.” he says so matter of factly. My body tenses as what he says takes hold.
“I-I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I whisper trying to find the words to convey how much I don’t want to do this.
“Why is that?” his voice showing a slight sign of something resembling anger.
“There are going to be reporters there. People taking pictures. People talking about me. I don’t want to be the topic of anybody's magazine article.” shaking my head I can feel my nerves beginning to rise.
“It wasn’t a question, love. You are my woman. As such, you are by my side for everything I deem necessary.” His hips move once as he says it, a moan slipping out of my mouth, my eyes begging to close. “Say you understand, sweet girl.” His mouth latches on to my ear as he whispers sending vibrations of pure ecstasy through me. “I can’t hear you, Delta. Son of a bitch!” the words slip him as I begin riding him once more, the urge to go up in flames more prevalent then the tenderness my pussy is feeling from the beating. Turning so I am straddling him; I place my hands on his shoulders and proceed to move up and down. Our eyes locking and not moving. I am doing more than moaning at this point and so is he. I am announcing. I am announcing how good he makes me feel. I am telling him how I want this to never stop. I am conveying what my overthinking; protective mind won’t let me say. I have fallen for him, hook line and sinker.
“Kiss me.” I shock myself and say out loud.
“That was always going to happen baby.” Our mouths meet in a slow frenzy. You know, the kind that promises to build into something more. His tongue seeks mine, connecting with it, taking control and mine follows like it was chosen for this purpose. This man. I don’t know how long we stay there on the floor, once again becoming a part of one another, seeking each other’s confirmation. His mouth circles my nipples, teeth feasting on them and before I know it, we both reach the end, clinging like this is it. “Come one sweet girl, we have to get cleaned up for the BBQ.” He carries me up the stairs my head on his shoulder and we shower together, kissing and touching each other as we get clean. Clean. Huh. I haven’t been dirtier than I have since I met him. I love it. We get dressed just in time. Everyone, his brother included walks in the door with a little boy I have never seen before.