Stella

 

Stella flung her shirt across the main room of the bar, sending it sailing somewhere beyond her line of sight. But she couldn’t worry about that now. She unclasped her bra and threw it before pushing her jeans and underwear down to her knees, revealing her whole body as she stood before Mark. He hadn’t really appreciated her naked form yet, even when they fucked before, so she felt strangely vulnerable, bare under his burning gaze.

 

Mark’s hand, which had pulled away from her while she tossed her clothes away from her body, now returned to her neck, rubbing at her sensitive skin for a moment before sliding south, stopping to grab at her breasts. “Such nice fucking tits,” Mark said between gritted teeth, looking like an animal preparing to dive into his prey.

 

“Thank you,” Stella said, feeling herself grow hot in between her legs as Mark kept scanning up and down her body, soaking in every detail. “Can I see you?” she asked hesitantly, reaching forward to grab the hem of his shirt and tugging softly to get her message across.

 

Mark pushed her hand away, and for a second Stella felt crushed, like he’d rejected her entirely, but then she realized he’d only done so to get out of his clothes himself, throwing them across the room before he closed the distance between their bodies. He pressed his nakedness against hers, lowering her to the floor. Stella felt his bare, hard cock press up against her thighs, making her feel woozy and lightheaded, overwhelmed by the sensations suddenly surrounding her whole body. She was caught up in Mark’s warmth, his limbs trapping her against the floor, with only her jeans and his shirt under her head to protect her.

 

“You’re so fucking hot,” Mark whispered into her ear before biting down hard at the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

 

“Mm! Oh, shit!” Stella cried out, grabbing at the back of Mark’s head to anchor herself as he dug his teeth deep into her skin, gnawing at her like she was the tastiest dessert in the world. He kept going, applying more and more pressure until she felt like she was going to crack in half, but she didn’t care. She needed more. Stella dragged her nails down Mark’s back, causing him to hiss into her neck in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her hands found his ass, grabbing at the firm muscles there and pushing his pelvis against hers.

 

“Oh! Oh, fuck!” Stella cried out as Mark’s cock pushed up against her wet, warm cunt. She could practically feel him throbbing against her skin, his thick dick slowly beginning to press harder against her as Mark’s hips began to move. Oh, shit, Stella thought. He’s going to fuck me. He’s going to fuck me right now.

 

Mark’s mouth traveled along her collarbone, nipping sharply with his teeth before licking over the sensitive flesh with his tongue, soothing the sore spots with his lips. He adjusted his hips so that the tip of his cock lined up with Stella’s hole.

 

Stella panted furiously, trying to stay as calm and relaxed as possible as Mark slowly shoved into her, the head of his cock slipping inside and spreading her open. Her cunt almost burned with the stretch, but it didn’t hurt. She could take it, especially since she’d gotten so wet from just the way Mark licked and bit her shoulders.

 

“So fucking tight and ready for me, aren’t you?” Mark grunted into her ear, slapping his hand down on the floor behind Stella’s head to brace his weight as he began to move above her, thrusting his hips back and forth to let the head of his cock slip in and out of her.

 

Stella breathed more and more heavily as he moved, her body feeling so hot that she felt like her skin was burning from the inside out. “You like that?” Mark asked, staring into her eyes as he hovered above her.

 

“Yeah,” Stella whispered back, grabbing on harder to Mark’s shoulders, grunting a little as his cock slipped into her more deeply, pressing up against her inner walls. As he slid in a little deeper, his cock pressed against a sensitive spot inside Stella’s cunt. “There, right there. Keep fucking me, please, ugh, do it.”

 

Mark laughed breathlessly above her, leaning down to press his lips against her already sweaty forehead and brushing the hair away from her face so he could look directly into her eyes. His own eyes shone with a light that Stella had never noticed before, practically piercing her open, making her feel like all of her inner thoughts and emotions were laid bare for him to see.

 

Mark did as she instructed, keeping his cock at the perfect angle as he thrusted in and out, hitting the sensitive little nub inside of her, sending sparks of sensation coursing outward from inside her cunt, until her whole body was warm. Soon enough, Stella’s hips got a mind of their own, pushing up to take more of Mark’s cock inside of her body.

 

“Mm, you’re hungry for it, aren’t you?” Mark whispered, licking a wet line down from her neck to the top of her breasts, one of his hands rubbing up the side of her body and stopping to play with her nipples. “You want more?”

 

Stella nodded furiously, reaching up to pull Mark’s head down into a long, furious kiss. “I need it. Harder. Fucking harder.”

 

Mark growled into her mouth, biting hard on her lips as he thrusted his hips forward more forcefully, pinning her down onto the floor with his thick, heavy cock inside of her. He thrusted powerfully, his entire body flexing as he shoved in deeper than before, making Stella feel like her pussy was being explored thoroughly for the first time in her life.

 

God, she’d never felt this close to anybody before. It was like he’d climbed up inside her body and was rearranging her, putting everything in the right order so that she stopped feeling worried or anxious or fearful. She was just overwhelmed with pleasure, from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, every inch of her skin alight with heat.

 

Stella dug her nails deeper into Mark’s shoulders, gritting her teeth at the delicious combination of pleasure and pain that spread her open, her cunt obeying every movement of Mark’s powerful cock. “God, you’re so fucking big,” she whispered, thinking out loud, jerking her hips up harder to take all of him inside. “Ugh, fuck!”

 

“Too much for you?” Mark whispered, biting down on her earlobe and causing Stella to squeal. “Can you take it, baby? Can you take me?” He started shoving in and out more slowly, but harder. She just had to touch herself, reaching down in between their sweaty, heaving bodies to place two firm fingers on her clit, jacking herself off to the rhythm of Mark’s cock inside of her.

 

“I can take it,” Stella breathed out in response to Mark’s teasing question, leaning up to kiss his mouth, tasting the salt of his skin. “I can fucking take all of it. Give it to me. Ugh, fuck, give it to me.”

 

Mark reached down and pushed Stella’s hand away, causing her to whine in wordless complaint before he began to move his own fingers over her clit, pushing it up and down and around in circles while his hips rotated, making his dick brush up against a thousand different sensitive spots inside of her cunt.

 

“Fuck!” Stella cried out, knocking her head painfully on the hard floor under her body as she tossed her neck back, completely overwhelmed by the sensations building between her legs. It was like her body was strapped into a roller-coaster; it took her higher and higher into the air, so high that it was hard to breathe, and she was waiting every second for the ride to drop, sending her flying to the ground.

 

She needed it. She needed to feel the air abandon her body, to learn what it felt like to truly let go.

 

“Yeah, you sexy bitch, you fucking—” Mark cut himself off, evidently breathing too hard to speak. But his hips didn’t relent, his cock shoving in and out faster now, her hole heating up while her clit became more and more inflamed, pulsing under Mark’s fingers. 

 

“It’s happening,” Stella panted out as the heat between her legs got bigger and bigger, threatening to overtake her entire body in a tremendous wave of pleasure.

 

“Yeah, do it for me, baby, do it for me, you fucking hot bitch,” Mark said before growling again and consuming her mouth with his, biting hard at her lips and licking his way into her mouth. “Come, baby. Come on. Come.”

 

His fingers sped up over her clit, jacking it off so quickly that she thought it was going to explode at any second. Stella moaned helplessly, biting down on her own lip and reaching up to wrap her hand around Mark’s wrist. She felt his heartbeat pound through his skin, right next to hers.

 

“Oh, fuck!” Stella screamed as another wave of sensation overcame her cunt, vibrating throughout the rest of her body, her hips jerking back and forth frantically on Mark’s cock as a result. Mark’s fingers squeezed at her clit, while his thumb rubbed up and down on the outsides of her labia, spreading her wetness around. His other hand slipped out of Stella’s grasp for a second before closing over her hand, squeezing her fingers tight as he fucked into her harder, sending her ass sliding across the floor with the momentum of his thrusts.

 

“I’m going to fucking come,” he grunted out, breathing raggedly in between each word. “I’m going to come right in your tight little pussy.”

 

“Do it!” Stella cried out, suddenly desperate for it as her own pleasure built and built perilously between her thighs. “Please, fucking do it. Fill me the fuck up.”

 

Mark’s fingers flew over her clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure as the big tangle of sensations in her cunt all merged together, wrapping around each other until they burst apart at once, sending a thousand streams of pleasure coursing up and down her whole body, making her tremble like she’d just been shocked.

 

A second later, she felt a wonderful pulsing sensation inside of her. It took her a second to realize it was Mark’s own orgasm, his cock coming apart inside of her. “Ugggh, fuck!” Stella whispered, unable to raise her voice any more after the workout her body had just been through.

 

“Shit,” Mark murmured, collapsing on top of her a second later, his lips lazily dragging across whatever inch of skin they could find. Stella reached down and tangled a hand into Mark’s hair, messing up his locks even more than they’d already been ruffled. She felt like her body was buzzing with energy, her recent orgasm filling her with motivation that she hadn’t felt in a very long time. She didn’t know what she wanted to do, but that she felt like she could conquer the universe, like her body was strong enough to take anything on and win.

 

But a moment later, as Mark shifted his weight off of her and pulled out, Stella realized suddenly that they forgot the condom this time. Shit, Stella thought, reaching down to feel the wetness leaking out between her legs. Shit, shit, shit, she thought as she straightened up, cracking a muscle in her back in the process. I’ll remember to bring condoms to work next time, just in case.

 

Despite herself, though, she couldn’t help but relish the feeling of Mark’s seed dripping slowly of her cunt. It felt weirdly hot, having someone explode inside of her like that, joining their bodies more deeply than she’d ever been connected to anyone. As she slowly got to her feet and started searching the bar for her clothes, she felt like she could feel Mark still inside of her, giving her strength.

 

But as she looked over to see him stooping down to pull his pants on, she realized that she was being stupid. He didn’t care about her, not really. At best, they were friends who occasionally fucked each other’s brains out. More likely, they were friendly acquaintances that used each other’s bodies for convenience’s sake.

 

It wasn’t like he was really into her. But that wasn’t what she needed right now anyway, she told herself as she tugged her clothes back on after wiping in between her legs with a paper towel. She needed space. She needed room to grow. She couldn’t do that with another man breathing down her neck, telling her what to do.

 

Even still, she couldn’t help but admire the way his hair looked in the back, all mussed-up, betraying his otherwise perfect, unbruised armor, all the bravado and masculine posturing he did to act like the big tough man around here.

 

She wanted to play around with that hair, mess it up some more, and get to know the body that it was attached to. She wanted to learn all of his curves and edges, all of his flaws, all of his bumps and rough spots and sensitive areas. Could she do that, and still remain at a safe enough distance? Could she lose control with Mark without losing control over herself?