Kendall
Every inch of my body hums in pleasure and I'm filled with so many emotions–I don't know whether I should laugh or cry. I should be satiated. He's worshiped me with his tongue and I've never come so hard from oral, but as great as he was I need more. I want to feel him inside me. My body won't be happy until I'm filled with his cock.
I grip the back of his t-shirt and pull it over his head, forcing him to stop licking my pussy. He's standing, watching me, waiting to see what I do next. I'm still sitting on the counter as I reach over and pull him back to me by his belt loops. Without a word he lowers the top of my dress and exposes my naked breasts. He covers them with his hands and I can't take any more teasing. We're in the bathroom at a club. This should be a sprint not a marathon.
I unbuckle his belt and he starts to play with my nipples. I bust open his pants and lower his zipper, and then he's taking one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking the erect bud between his teeth. I try and lower his pants with my hands, but it's too hard with the way he's feasting on my chest, so I lift my legs until each big toe slides into a belt loop. Then I lower his pants, springing his dick free.
"Your tits are beautiful," he whispers appreciatively as he moves from one breast to the other. He's teasing me by licking and sucking my nipples. As good as his mouth feels, it's not enough.
I ache for him.
"Make out with my tits later. I need you inside me," I purr.
He bends down and grabs his wallet from his pants. I'm confused by his sudden lack of attention until he pulls out a condom. He rips the black and gold foil with his teeth and rolls the condom over the head of his dick. Fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck. His cock is large and hard–just like him. I glance down at the foil wrapper he's tossed on the counter and I'm not surprised to see it's a Magnum.
"Are you sure you haven't had sex in five years?" I ask, wondering how the hell he kept that thing leashed.
He laughs. "Five years, four months, and eleven days, but who's counting."
My mind back on the condom I ask, "Were you expecting to get laid tonight?"
"I never know what to expect with you."
"Has that condom been in your wallet for five years, four months, and eleven days?"
His eyes narrow as he stares at my lips and he gives me that sexy grin. "Yes. Let's see if it works."
He's going to rip me a...
"Oh, my God," I yell out as his arms wrap around me and in one thrust he fills me with his cock. My eyes close and my lips part as I try to adjust to his enormous size. He pulls out slowly before pushing back in and it feels painful and incredible all at the same time.
He kisses me as he continues to thrust inside me–his tongue matching the rhythm of his hips. Each thrust feels punishing. Each time he fills me there's a delicious sting and each time he pulls back I feel an empty void. It's the highest high followed by the lowest low and I need more of my drug. I want to chase this feeling forever.
I kiss down his neck and mumble against his skin. "Faster. Fuck me faster."
He listens to my commands and I stop kissing. I stop speaking. I just feel.
He fucks me fast and I feel the delicious ripples of my approaching orgasm. Each time his cock hits my g-spot I swallow a sigh. My pussy clenches as I prepare for what's to come. My body overheats and my skin tingles. My back aches, my clit throbs, and with one final thrust I'm overtaken with pure ecstasy. I'm dizzy–my body is filled with euphoria. I have the most powerful orgasm I've ever experienced, and it's with a man who hasn't fucked in five years.
Levi continues to push inside me as my body is overtaken in blissful contentment. I'm fucking floating. When his lips press against the crook of my neck, he groans out his release and I hold him. My arms around his back hold him close, my legs squeeze his hips tighter, and I hold him until he's finished coming inside me.
I'm able to catch my breath and collect my thoughts before he pulls away from me. He moves over to one of the stalls and tosses the condom in the toilet before flushing. The bathroom is quiet, other than the music floating in from the club. I slide off the counter and adjust my dress so that it covers my body the way it was made to instead of being wrapped around my waist like a hula-hoop. Levi starts getting dressed and the reality of what happened between us starts to settle in. I'm not quite sure what happens next. I don't want this to be it between us. Levi has the power to decide where we go from here.
"What did you think the first time you saw me?" Those aren't exactly the first words I wanted to say to him after what just happened, but there's nothing I can do about that now. Ugh, I'm such a dweeb.
He zips up the front of his pants and slips on his t-shirt before answering. "You don't need to know. A man like me doesn't have any clean or pure thoughts when he sets eyes on a woman like you."
My eyes light up with excitement and I welcome more information. "I think I'm going to like this story. Impure thoughts are exactly what I want to hear. Tell me, please."
He watches me with amusement and then nods. "I thought you were trouble. You walked through the bar looking so damn sexy in kitten heels and a tight skirt. In those few seconds, I thought of every way I wanted to fuck you. I imagined your pouty lips screaming my name. Letting those thoughts roam freely wasn't like me. I felt out of control. I was salivating and I was so thankful that you never locked eyes with me because I would have lost my job and my self-control the moment you had. For fuck's sake, I hauled ass to the bathroom and talked my dick down before I embarrassed myself. I was usually so in control, but you unnerved me and I hadn't even talked to you."
He stares down at the floor and I can tell he's ashamed to admit his private thoughts to me. We're still getting to know each other. We're still learning all of the little quirks about our personalities. He needs to know that his thoughts are nothing to be ashamed of. I like a guy who thinks dirty.
I slip my heels back on and reach for his hands. "You have no idea how much I needed to hear that. For the longest time, I thought my desire for you went unreciprocated."
He watches our hands together and starts playing with my fingers before intertwining his fingers with mine. "How about you, Kendall? What did you think the first time you saw me?"
Without skipping a beat, I reply, "I wondered how fast I could get you to let me sit on your face and ride your dimples. I never thought you'd make me wait this damn long."
He laughs. "I should have known you only wanted me for sex."
"You are a bouncer and work security," I tease. "I thought you wouldn't be able to hold a decent conversation and you'd bore me to death. I'm glad I was wrong."
He flashes me his sexy dimples before leaning in to kiss me. The kiss is unrushed and sweet, and fills me with hope I'm not sure I should have. I enjoy the feel of his lips against mine and then pull away. "Do you regret what just happened?"
He caresses my cheek with his hand as he shakes his head. "Not even for a second."
Those five words give me a comfort I so desperately need right now. "You were amazing. For a guy who's been abstinent for so long I thought it would be over quick. You're full of surprises, Leviticus Bryant."
"I can fix that next time. Give you ten or fifteen seconds to try and get off before I come prematurely."
I can't help the embarrassing grin that spreads across my face or the hope that spills out of my next words. "Will there be a next time?"
He smirks and then kisses me chastely before confirming. "Absolutely."