As we start to leave the bar I feel his hand tighten around my wrist as he tugs me to a stop before yelling something to the bartender. I’m a bit frustrated because I’m hungry for him, anxious to feel him inside of me. Just looking at him, I can tell he’s strong and hope he will lift me in the air or some freaky shit. He’s so sexy, I can’t stand the anticipation and feel myself creaming in my panties just watching his jaw tense as he yells over the bar.

“Come on!” I yell, pulling his arm, but he doesn’t even budge.

Pulling me close, he whispers in my ear, “You’ll be coming in a minute, so just calm the fuck down.”

Holy shit, that was sexy. I feel frozen in my stance, just waiting patiently for him now. I love a man in control, but I know he’s never experienced anything like me in the bedroom. I’m no ordinary lay, and he’s soon to find out I’m more than most can handle. He glances over at me, biting his bottom lip, as the bartender scrambles behind the counter. The lust in his eyes makes me press my thighs together as my pussy throbs for him.

“You look like you’re already ready for me,” he whispers in my ear, biting my earlobe as he finishes.

“I am,” I boldly assure him, and his hand drops between my legs, his fingers pressing right on my clit and I almost come on the spot.

“Two minutes, baby,” he whispers before kissing my neck with his tongue, and I lean into his warm touch, eager for more. He knows what to do with his mouth, and now I’m running out of patience.

Just when I’m about to protest, the bartender returns and hands Kirk a small manila folder. They exchange a handshake and Kirk growls in my ear, “It’s time for you to get fucked.”

It couldn’t come a minute too soon, and I almost run out of the bar, pushing my way through the crowd before making it outside. Kirk is trying to hold back his laugh, but I don’t care. It’s been far too long since I felt the touch of a man and I have no shame about craving him without so much as knowing his last name.

He’s sexy as fuck, and that’s enough for me. My pussy is drenched as we ride up the elevator, and I just can’t stand to wait a second longer. Lowering my hand to the bulge in his pants, I grip his package and, holy fuck, he’s packing.

“You like?” he smirks at my shock.

He has a lot to learn about me, and his first lesson is going to be I don’t back down from a challenge. Instead, I always up the ante, and that’s just what I plan to do. Unbuckling his pants, I look him in his eye as he tries to keep a straight face, but I know he’s shocked and wondering what the hell I’m about to do.

His cock is warm and soft, falling into my hands as he spreads his legs to keep his pants from falling. With my eyes still locked on his, I lower to my knees and finally the panic appears on his face as he looks up to the rising numbers as the floor ascends to my penthouse apartment.

“What are you doing?” he smirks, and we both know I’ve outdone his little arrogant move.

“I’m about to make you come in my mouth,” I say boldly as I settle onto my knees, taking his cock down my throat before he can begin to speak his objection.

“Fuck!” he bites through his teeth as I slide him to the back of my throat, swirling my tongue around his shaft as I slide his heavy man meat out of my mouth.

He groans loudly when I take him to the back of my throat again, and then his hand falls to my hair, gently moving the stray hairs from my face. He’s looking down at me, and I’m staring back up, my mouth as wide as possible.

“I’m about to fuck your mouth, baby,” he warns me, raising his eyebrows in anticipation of my response.

“Mmm,” I manage, with a mouth full of hard cock.

His hand instantly grips my hair as his hips thrust forward, fast and hard. Pumping me like we’re fucking, the tip of his cock slams into the back of my throat over and over, my eyes filling with tears as I struggle to breath with the obstruction.

“Oh fuck!” he groans, and it’s all worth it.

He’s freaky, I like that. And now it’s a competition, who can outdo the other. I’m determined not to lose, and taking his thrusts down my throat is only the first step. His second hand drops to my head so he can grip me tightly, his hips surging forward rapidly. There’s nowhere for me to go, I’m forced to take his jabs, and my eyes close as the tears build.

“Look at me, baby. Let me see your eyes,” he grunts and I do as he says.

“Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out,” he instructs. I can see his abdomen flexing through his t-shirt and know this is putting him on edge, ready to explode at any second. His cock twitches, just slightly and I taste a salty cream as a small squirt of pre-cum hits the back of my throat. Instinctually, my tongue races to taste his spunk, and he moans.

“Open up for me, baby… Let me fuck you,” he growls, his eyes watching the elevator lights flashing at each floor.

My mind is racing with all the ways I want to make him come. I want it all over me, and I begin humming trying to push him to climax. He growls as my sounds hit the tip of his cock, feeling like a vibration on the most sensitive spot on his body.

“Oh, fuck! You’re gonna make me come,” he groans, his body leaning over as his pleasure threatens to overflow.

Just then the elevator buzzes, and I know it’s too soon to be at my floor, so I look up to see we’re ten floors shy of my level. Fuck! Someone else is getting on the elevator. This almost never happens, but there’s no reason to focus on that now, I’m seconds from being walked in on getting my throat fucked.

Jumping to my feet, I turn so that my back is pressed tightly against Kirk’s chest, blocking his exposed cock. With his arms wrapped tightly around me, he buries his face in my neck as the doors open. Two girls are in mid conversation when they look in and the words die on their tongues. I don’t think they can tell Kirk’s cock is out, but they know something is up.

Entering the elevator, Kirk chuckles in my ear and I grit my teeth to hold my laugh back as the elevator ascends. The ride is awkwardly silent, outside of Kirk’s low laugh. The girls stand directly in front of us and when we arrive, just three floors higher, they walk out without saying a word.

As soon as the elevator doors close, Kirk and I both erupt in laughter while the elevator rises further until dinging and opening to the top level.

“This is me,” I whisper on his lips before leading him out of the elevator car, but he tugs my arm as soon as we are on my floor, pulling me tightly against his body. His lips find mine in a second and my tongue slides inside his, letting him taste his own cum on my tongue. He grips the nape of my neck, tilting my head to best accommodate his dominating kiss.

My leg climbs up his body, and he grips the back of my thigh, walking me backwards until my back hits the wall of the hallway, his boxers now pulled up, but I can still feel his erection as he presses against my pelvis.

“I’ll fuck you right here,” he whispers, pulling away from our passionate kiss.

“Yeah?” I ask before licking my lips.

“Yeah. You’ll be screaming so loud your neighbors will know my name,” he smirks.

My neighbors are dickheads, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want him to fuck me right there. There’s something weird about the way I feel for him, craving what I’ve not even had. Just seeing and tasting him makes me want him all over me.

He’s so sexy and strong, I know he can lift me like a feather, and I want to see him do it. Just imagining all the ways and places I can fuck him makes me cream.

“Can we please go in my apartment so you can fuck my brains out?” I ask politely and a grin spreads across his face.

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” he gently places my leg on the ground and I lead him to my front door, fumbling with the key due to my anticipation.

The second we’re on the other side of the door I jump on him, and as I expected, he lifts me with ease, our mouths colliding as our tongues dance together in a lustful harmony. My arms fall to my sides as I pull my dress over my head and throw it on the ground.

“Down the hall,” I moan breathlessly, eager to get to my bedroom.

Kirk seems just as excited, because he walks briskly, throwing me onto the bed as he undresses quickly, throwing his clothing aside as he strips naked. His body is even sexier than I anticipated. He looks like he works out daily, his abs like a washboard, and his pectorals so plump I want to run my tongue across the soft skin.

“Take those fucking panties off,” he growls and I scramble to take them off before unclasping my bra, releasing my large breasts. Catching one in each hand, I watch his cock grow before my eyes as he looks over my body with hungry eyes.

“See something you like?” I raise up on my knees, poking my ass out as I push my breasts further into my grasp.

“You’re sexy as fuck,” he sighs and I lower my hand between my legs, sliding my index finger into my drenched pussy. I am soaking wet after all of this build up. I could bring myself to climax easily, but I want to come around that thick cock so I can clench down when my pleasure pours out of me.

“Would you fuck me already?” I whine, shamelessly begging.

Without words, Kirk walks over, and his mouth drops between my legs before I can get a word out. Wasting no time, he kisses my opening like he did my mouth, aggressively and dominating. My sex pulses around his tongue and I feel the first vibrations of my orgasm building in my chest. My chest is rising and falling rapidly, my moans loud and needy.

“Right there! Yes!” I cry when he touches my g-spot with his tongue as he curls that long slither of wetness toward my front vaginal wall.

Knowing he’s found my spot, he slides two fingers inside of me and gently caresses my hot spot, over and over, while his tongue works to split my pussy lips, exposing my engorged clitoris. Taking me into his mouth, I feel myself fall over the edge as he sucks me into an explosion, his mouth growing gentler as the vibrations rack through my body.

“Mmm … you’re sweeter than I imagined,” he licks his lips, tasting my arousal. It’s so fucking sexy, my body clenches, wanting to come again.

Climbing up my body, he slams into me without so much as a warning and I scream in delight. He’s so long and thick, spreading me to my max deliciously. My slippery sex welcomes him as my legs wrap around his waist, my ankles crossing on the small of his back.

“Fuck! You feel amazing,” he growls as his body lifts and lowers into me, first slowly. Too slowly. His cock is too big to move slowly, my body is craving a pounding from him and he knows it. After an orgasm like that, I need to feel him hard and fast.

“Fuck me, baby!” I yell and his body responds instantly, his pace increasing as he collides with me roughly, just how I want.

He feels amazing, and my body begins building again. My second orgasm is imminent, and I’m ready for it. With my hands raised above my head, I press against the headboard to push into him, meeting him at every thrust. Our bodies are rocking together perfectly, the chemistry is through the roof.

“You’re ready to come again, baby,” he growls, his mouth lowering to my neck as he sucks my skin gently.

“Yes! Oh God! Yes!” I cry, my voice strained and desperate as I feel my insides prepare for an explosion. He feels so good, it’s almost too much to bear. Of course, I’ve had orgasms before, but nothing like this. My entire body is rattled as the second climax spills out of me.

His cock slides in easier as my cream coats his cock. His groans push me onward, I absolutely love that I’m turning him on as much as he’s getting me off. I can’t wait to taste his nut, but before he’ll give it to me, he slides out of me, and flips me over with the flip of his wrist on my hip.

Climbing to my knees, I rest on all fours as I wait for him to enter me from behind. With his hands on my hips, he pulls my pussy onto his cock, slamming into me as I scream in delight. He feels even better from this angle, his rod deep in my belly. My head falls to the bed as I arch my back and push my ass backward in sync with his rhythm. Our bodies are sheen with a coat of sweat, making us slide against each other smoothly as he fucks me hard and fast from behind, stretching my tight pussy even further.

“Tell me what you want,” he growls, his hand rising in the air before falling harshly on my ass check. My body bucks like an animal, as he grips my hips to hold on for the ride.

“Yes! Yes! Again!” I cry and he slaps my other cheek even harder. The pain and pleasure work hand in hand and I feel myself readying for another orgasm.

“You like that freaky shit,” he grunts, his hips surging faster and deeper into my velvety insides.

My body is building too fast, and the vibrations are too strong. I’m afraid of what’s about to happen, as this climax threatens to tear me in two it’s so powerful. My body rages onward, throwing my ass back to Kirk as his aggression surges.

“Stop fighting and give it to me, Emily!” he yells.

On cue, my orgasm rushes out of me, my body going limp, but Kirk doesn’t seem to care. He pumps me full of cock until my pussy stops squeezing him, and my climax fades away. Sliding out of me, I feel his hand at my sex in a cup like motion. Dragging his hand up my ass crack, he coats my third hole in my own juices before sliding his cock into my tight ass.

“Ahhh!” I scream in shock. I wasn’t expecting that, but damn it feels good.

“I knew you’d like that. You’re my nasty girl,” his voice is low and steady. He’s in such control, while I’m losing it, coming back to back, which has never happened to me before.

I feel the vibrations again, and know there’s no way I can take another explosion. My body is just too weak, but he feels too good to stop. I want to lose myself in another orgasm, and I know he’s not going to stop until he makes that happen.

“That’s it, baby,” he coaches me as his voice grows slightly unsteady. It’s getting too good to him, I can tell.

“Yes! Oh, fuck, Kirk! Fuck my ass!” I yell and he pumps harder, my puckering hole spreading around him.

“I’m gonna fuck this tight ass until you come, baby,” he growls, and my body tenses knowing he means it.

“Yes! Yes! Kirk! Please!” I beg, craving him as he thrusts forward.

“And then after you come, you’re gonna lick yourself off of my cock,” he says, pushing down on the small of my back to exaggerate my arch.

“Oh God!” I yell. He is into some freaky shit! I’ve never done full on ATM, but the thought of it makes me cream as the sensations in my chest grow stronger.

“And then I’m gonna finish fucking your throat, you nasty bitch,” he grunts, his hips growing reckless now.

“Yes! Please!” My orgasm is right there, just strokes away. All I need is a little pressure on my clit, and as if he can read my mind, his hand reaches around and squeezes me tightly. Opening his fingers, he rubs his fingertips frantically across my sensitive spot and I explode again, my body collapsing.

With a quick flick of his wrist, Kirk flips me onto my back, his body quickly climbing my body until his cock is shoved in my mouth. He begins thrusting in just like he was fucking me, and I taste myself on his cock. The rawness of it all just turns me on, and his hips are losing control, which lets me know he’s getting close to his own orgasm.

“Oh, you’re mouth feels so good, baby. Open up for Daddy,” he groans, his cock slamming to the back of my throat, as I struggle to breathe, trying not to choke.

My eyes are filled with tears as my gag reflex threatens to make me lose my lunch all over his rod. But my mind flares up.

Hey, I’m a romance writer. I think back to the Daddy books I’ve written.

An evil thought starts going through my brain.

Kirk’s groans are growing weaker, more vulnerable like moans as he inches toward his orgasm. It’s the sexiest shit ever, and it pushes me to take his jabs to the back of my throat with ease, knowing there’s a load of spunk at the finish line if I can just take a little pounding.

“Oh, fuck! Take it, baby! Stick your tongue out,” he whispers, looking down at me. I try to take him deep and I gag on the tip of his cock, my mouth filling with saliva.

“Spit it out, baby! Spit it all on this cock. Make it nasty,” he stops thrusting forward, dangling his throbbing cock right in front of my mouth. Cocking my head back, I hawk a huge glob of spit on his shaft and quickly work my hand to rub it in, jerking me roughly.

“Oh, God!” His eyes close before he looks down at me again. I can tell he’s in his own heaven of pleasure as his hips begin pumping forward again, the head of his cock pushing at the base of my throat.

“This what you want?” He grunts each word with a thrust as his ass lifts in the air before his cock slams into my throat.

“You want to be my nasty bitch?” he growls, but I’m unable to tell him how nasty I want to be for him with a throat full of sloppy cock.

He’s coated in my juices and my spit, sliding in and out of my mouth as I struggle to suck the head of him as much as I can before he’s surging back into my throat. His rhythm is relentless, and just when I think I can’t take anymore his balls draw up. I know he’s close to coming, so I brace myself. To my surprise, and a bit to my horror, he slows and then abruptly stops. Shifting down my body, he straddles my upper torso, his cock landing between my breasts.

“Hold them together. I’m gonna fuck these titties,” he instructs me and I do as he says, cupping one large breast in each hand as I push them together, his cock sliding between them with the help of my saliva.

Kirk spits on my breasts, and he slides even smoother. I can tell he’s running from his orgasm, trying not to come, but I want him to. I want him to come in this position so I can rub his spunk all over me. Making it my business to push him over the edge, I talk nasty to arouse him further.

“You want me to be your nasty bitch?” I ask seductively, licking my lips as he thrust his cock between my breasts.

“Fuck yeah!” He bites out the words and I know he’s not far from losing control.

“Ooo yeah, daddy. I’ll be your nasty bitch. Fuck me long and hard, daddy,” I say, thinking back to my sex scenes that I write as I call him ‘Daddy’ and arch my back, pushing my breasts forward into my hands as I massage my nipples between the pad of my thumb and my index fingertip. His eyes close slowly and I know he can’t bear to watch me without coming.

“You like that don’t you, Daddy? You like watching these titties bounce for you,” I move my hands up and down to exaggerate the movement, causing my breasts to shake violently with each of his thrusts.

“Do that,” he says through clenched teeth.

“You like that, Daddy?” I ask seductively continuing to make my breasts bounce.

“Yeah… Oh, fuck,” his eyes close again and I think he’s going to lose it.

His hips pump more aggressively, and I feel his pelvis bucking against me, knowing he needs the friction. Reaching behind his long rod, I grip his balls in my hand and squeeze tightly.

“Ahhh! Emily! Fuck!” he yells, almost in a whining tone. He’s on his brink, and I can feel myself racing toward my own orgasm.

“Yes! Oh, shit, Kirk! You’re gonna make me come again,” I moan, my control seeping through me as I squeeze my nipples. Reaching backward, he shoves his middle fingers inside my wet snatch, curling upward as he penetrates me quickly. Oh, God it’s magnificent. His hips are still thrusting between my breasts and now we’re both on the brink of an explosion.

“You’re not getting this nut until you come for me, baby,” he warns, and I shriek out, wanting to taste him so bad.

“Faster, Daddy!” I cry, eager for another climax.

“I’ll give you what you want, baby! Tell me what you want,” he roars.

“I want you to come all over me,” I plead.

“Then come for me! Fuck, baby! I’m about to bust for you. Give it to me, Emily!” he barks and I explode on command, my body feeling like a deflated balloon, as the air escapes me dramatically. My hands struggle to hold on to my breasts as he continues to pump me, now more aggressive since he can focus on his own release.

“You want this nut?” he growls, his cock sliding between my breasts.

“Yes, Kirk!” I yell, my own body still reeling from the explosion.

“Beg for it,” he bites his bottom lip, looking down into my eyes.

“Please, Daddy! Please! I want to taste you, Daddy! come all over me,” I plead, sticking my tongue out. I can tell he’s about to come before he even pulls his cock into his hand, sliding his grip up and down his shaft fast and hard.

“Tell me you want this nut,” he growls loudly.

“I want it, Daddy! Please,” I beg and his eyes hood over.

“Please, baby! Give me that nut! Come for me! I want to taste you, Daddy!” I beg. My mouth wide as the warm white cream begins to ooze from his cock.

Moving over my body, he shoots some off everywhere. A little on my tongue, then some on my cheek. Another lob lands on my breast, and even more on my belly, as his body bends over, as he milks every drop from his twitching cock.

Jumping up, I take him back into my mouth and suck gently as he spasms in my mouth, another lob landing on my tongue as he moans in ecstasy.

“Fuck! Suck it, baby! Fucking suck it all!” he growls, and I take him to the back of my throat, sucking all of him until he holds the nape of my neck so I can’t move any further.

“Holy fuck,” he sighs.

“We’re not done yet,” I bite my lip before running my fingertip over a lob of his orgasm on my cheek, bringing the creamy spunk to my mouth before licking my finger dry.

“We’re not?” he raises his eyebrow suspiciously.

“No. You need to help me lick this up, Daddy,” I inform him, looking down to the lob on my nipple.

Lowering his head to my body, he takes my breast in his mouth, sucking me while slurping his own orgasm. It’s so fucking hot. I can’t believe this turned out to be so good. Running my hand across my belly, I scoop up more of his nut and bring it to my mouth, again licking my fingers clean, as he runs his tongue along my body to lick up anything I’ve left behind.

We do this back and forth game of searching for his cum, and he let off a large load. Before long there’s no more left, and Kirk collapses on the bed beside me as we both pant in exhaustion after that extreme workout.

“I didn’t think you could be that good,” he finally remarks, interrupting hard breathing from the both of us.

“I was thinking the same thing about you,” I smile turning to face him. Our eyes lock and he twists to face me, his hand sliding into my hair as he pulls me in for a deep and passionate kiss. Our arousals still fresh on our tongues. I can taste him as well as myself.

My body is ragged with fatigue after coming so much and so hard I could easily pass out and sleep for a day. I am completely drained and want nothing more than to fall asleep.

“You almost made me come in the elevator. I had to get you back,” he smirks, confirming we were playing the same game, challenging each other to make the other climax first and most.

I’d have to say he won this series, because I lost count of how many times I came. It was so fucking nasty and erotic. I’m already curious when we can do it again, but try to hide my desire so as not to sound like a complete addict after one time. But my God was it good.

Hands down, the best sex I’ve ever had, and I’m not new to this game. I’ve been at the rodeo a few times, and this was just an entirely different level. Kirk is in a league of his own as far as the bedroom is concerned. He owns my pleasure, something that I’ve never felt before. No man has ever made me come on command, or even as much as he did.

The most powerful orgasms of my life still have my insides rattling, my muscles clenching as the vibrations finally begin to fade for good, although I don’t really want them to.

“I don’t even know how many times I came,” I admit, looking into his eyes.

“Five,” he answers quickly as if he’s recounting a score.

“You kept track?” I shriek in disbelief. He is too much, and giggles take over as he wraps me in his arms.

“How else was I gonna keep score? Needless to say, I tore you up,” he says softly in my ear and I laugh even harder, shocked by how comfortable I already feel despite how little we know about each other.

This has turned out to be one of the best hookups of my life, and not because of the sex. I mean, it’s obvious, the sex was incredible and beyond comparing to anything else I’ve ever experienced. But Kirk is more than that, and our chemistry goes above and beyond fucking.

We laugh together, and look into each other’s eyes in a way I never have with a man, especially after sex. There’s this intimacy between us, that strangely feels normal. How he can be gentle after fucking me so ravenously is hilarious.

But I guess it’s also a bit ironic how sweet I can be immediately after fucking him so nasty. It’s like we’re meant for each other the way we fit sexually, and the chemistry that follows. My body begins to grow weak as he wraps me in his arms and I relax against his chest. Our bodies mold into each other and our breathing syncs together.

Asking him to fuck was the best decision of the night, hands down, and my eyes grow heavy as I consider when or if we’ll get to do this again. I know I have to feel him at least one time, but it’s not my style to crowd anyone and I don’t want him to get the wrong impression about me.

I have to play it cool, not allowing these orgasms to go to my head and dictate my actions. I can’t come across as a complete addict, not after one time. Yeah, that’s how I feel, but I don’t want him to know that. He needs to feel like there’s at least a little chase to get me sprung, despite that being my current state. Turning me around, he pulls my soft bottom into his hard chest, spooning me.

His cock is pressed against my ass, and I can feel him twitch between my cheeks, my softness arousing him. Gosh, he seems like he could go again after such a massive orgasm. He’s as energetic as me!

God, this is going to be so much fun!