Chapter 8. #2
Brian's hands slid down to her ass, gripping the round, firm cheeks with possessive strength, squeezing and lifting her effortlessly onto the cool marble counter.
The contrast of the cold surface against her heated skin made her gasp, but it only amplified her arousal.
He wasted no time, his fingers deftly undoing the button and zipper of her pants, hooking into the waistband along with her panties and yanking them down her legs in one swift motion.
She kicked them off, spreading her thighs wide in invitation, her pussy exposed…
glistening with wetness, swollen lips parted slightly, the scent of her musk filling the air and driving him wild with lust.
He dove in without hesitation, his mouth descending on her like a man starved.
His tongue parted her folds, lapping at her clit with broad, flat strokes before circling it teasingly, the taste of her sweet, tangy essence exploding on his tongue.
"Fuck, you taste incredible," he murmured against her, the vibrations adding to her torment.
He sucked her clit gently, then harder, alternating with flicks that made her hips buck against his face.
His hands gripped her thighs, holding them open as he devoured her, dipping his tongue inside her entrance to fuck her with it, savoring every drop of her arousal that coated his lips and chin.
Dominique's hands flew to his head, fingers tangling in his hair and pulling him tighter against her, grinding her pussy against his eager mouth.
"Mr. Thomson... god... yes..." she moaned, her voice rising in pitch, laced with desperation and unbridled lust. The intimacy of his tongue exploring her most private places, the way he seemed to know exactly how to touch her, built the pressure inside her like a coiled spring.
Her body tightened, muscles quivering as the orgasm approached, her breaths coming in short, ragged pants.
She shook violently, her thighs clamping around his head as the climax hit her like a tidal wave…
her pussy spasming, juices splashing against his face in hot, wet bursts that he lapped up greedily.
Brian growled deep in his throat, the sound primal and satisfied, as he drank her in, his tongue continuing to lick and probe, prolonging her ecstasy.
He loved her taste… the addictive sweetness that made him crave more, that fueled his desire to bury himself inside her next.
He kept going, sucking her sensitive clit lightly now, drawing out every aftershock until she was whimpering, oversensitive and begging for mercy yet pulling him closer still.
The lust between them was a living flame, consuming them both, promising that this was only the beginning of their heated encounter.
Standing up with a purposeful grace, Brian positioned himself between Dominique's parted thighs, his cock throbbing with insistent need, the tip glistening with a mix of her saliva and his own arousal.
He lined himself up with her slick, swollen pussy, the heat radiating from her entrance like an invitation he couldn't resist. With a long, slow motion, he pushed forward, inch by deliberate inch, sinking into her tight, welcoming depths until he was buried to the hilt.
The sensation was exquisite… her walls clenching around him like a velvet fist, warm and wet, gripping every ridge and vein as if her body had been waiting for this exact moment.
Dominique groaned deeply in pleasure, her voice a husky rumble that echoed through the kitchen, her eyes fluttering half-closed as the fullness overwhelmed her.
It had been the first time since three months before Ty Dranning's death that she'd felt anything inside her besides her own fingers…
now, this thick, pulsing intrusion stretched her perfectly, filling the void with a delicious pressure that made her toes curl.
She reached up, her hands sliding around his neck, and pulled him down to her, their lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss.
Tongues intertwined hungrily, exploring with fervent urgency, her breath hot against his as she whispered against his mouth, "Fuck me...
hard..." Her voice was a plea laced with raw desire, her body arching up to press closer to him.
Brian started to move, but he kept it slow at first, savoring every glide…
pulling out almost to the tip, feeling the cool air tease his slick shaft, before thrusting back in with controlled depth.
Each long, deep stroke claimed her anew, the rhythmic slap of their bodies building a symphony of intimacy.
He wanted to etch this into his memory, the way her pussy fluttered around him, the soft gasps she made with each penetration.
Dominique shuddered beneath him, her hands roaming his back, nails lightly scraping his skin as waves of pleasure built inside her.
He angled his hips slightly, hitting deeper spots that made her gasp sharper, her breasts heaving with each breath.
As he maintained the teasing pace, Dominique felt the first orgasm approaching, a slow-burning fire igniting in her core.
Her body tensed, muscles coiling tighter with every thrust, until it crashed over her…
her back arching off the counter, a muffled wail escaping her lips as her pussy spasmed around his cock, clenching in rhythmic waves that soaked him further.
Juices flowed freely, coating their joining, and she trembled in ecstasy, her legs wrapping around his waist to hold him deep inside during the peak.
Brian kissed her deeply then, swallowing her cries, his tongue mimicking the slow thrusts of his hips as her orgasm rolled through her body, prolonging the bliss with gentle grinds against her clit.
"God... Mr. Thomson... never stop..." she whispered breathlessly against his lips, her body still shaking from the aftershocks, every nerve alight with heavenly pleasure.
Emboldened by her plea, Brian picked up the pace gradually, his thrusts becoming firmer, deeper, the counter creaking slightly under the force.
He pulled her hips closer to the edge, allowing him to drive into her with more leverage, each plunge filling her completely, the head of his cock brushing against her most sensitive inner walls.
Dominique's moans grew louder, more desperate, her hands clutching his shoulders as the second climax built swiftly on the heels of the first. The friction of his thick shaft stretching her, combined with the relentless rhythm, sent her spiraling…
her pussy tightening like a vice, convulsing in powerful spasms as she came again, harder this time.
Her cry was unrestrained, echoing off the kitchen walls, her body bucking against him as waves of euphoria washed over her, leaving her breathless and quivering, her juices dripping down onto the counter below.
He didn't let up, his hands gripping her thighs to hold her steady as he thrust through her orgasm, the slickness making each movement smoother, more intoxicating.
Dominique's eyes locked onto his, wide with bliss, her face flushed and radiant as pleasure consumed her entirely…
she was in heaven, every thrust a divine stroke that erased years of neglect, filling her with a sense of completeness she'd long forgotten.
Brian increased the intensity further, hammering his cock in and out of her now with abandon, chasing his own release while stoking hers anew.
The wet, rhythmic sounds of their bodies colliding filled the air, mingled with her escalating whimpers and his low grunts.
He leaned down, capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard as he pounded into her, the dual sensations pushing Dominique toward her third orgasm.
It built rapidly, a tidal wave of ecstasy that started in her toes and raced upward…
her back arched sharply, her pussy clamping down on him with ferocious pulses as she shattered once more, screaming his name in a voice hoarse with passion.
Her body shook violently, limbs trembling, as the climax ripped through her, flooding her senses with pure, heavenly rapture, every cell alive with the overwhelming joy of release.
The sight and feel of her coming undone for the third time pushed Brian over the edge.
His thrusts grew erratic, deeper, his cock swelling harder, bigger inside her as his balls tightened.
With a large, guttural grunt, he buried himself to the root and unleashed, his cum erupting in thick, hot ropes that painted her inner walls.
The sensation was incredible for her… the warm, pulsing jets filling her pussy, flooding her depths with his essence, each spurt sending shivers of delight through her core.
It felt like liquid fire, soothing and claiming her at once, the fullness amplifying her lingering orgasm into something transcendent, leaving her in a state of utter heaven as her body milked him dry, drawing out every last drop.