by Lana Hartley
The rains whips against all the windows, and my senses are heightened after he satisfied me so much.
Through our embrace, I feel his hard cock at full erection. Shit. He wants to fuck me, and I want him too. At this point, I’ve come really hard, but I haven’t got what I want most from him which is for him to be inside me. My body is aching for it. I want to be fucked.
And he doesn’t disappoint because he soon recognizes that gleam in my eyes, and he gets on top of me. He takes my hands above my head and holds them there with one strong arm. His cock is so fucking hard, and it’s huge, and I imagine deep throating it. But that’s not what he does. Instead, he spreads my legs wide, and I help him because I want him to have full access to me. With his knees, he keeps me apart and then my fantasy is happening as he pushes his rock hard cock deep into me.
“Your sweet little pussy is all mine,” he says. “You better remember that.”
It’s a good thing I came before, because without the wetness this would probably really hurt. In fact, that was probably his plan all along… to get me nice and prepared and soaking with cum so that I could take the enormity of his dick without pain. Well, it hurts even with my cum dripping, wet and sticky, around him. The thought of his twelve-inch cock moving slowly in and out of me makes me even more wet, and I plan to come immediately.
He’s got my hands in a forceful hold above my head and it feels like I can’t move at all. My legs are pinned down with his knees, and I know he likes it this way. He likes to have power over me, and I like it too. He knows how I want it. He knows I want him to dominate me, and so he does.
He’s pounding me hard and as his cock hits my g-spot, in and out, I scream and twitch and squirm. We reach a rhythm that’s practically timed by the beat of my heart before I finally come hard again, this time all around his giant manhood.
He gives me a minute to keep up as he slows his motion, before hitting it again. He hasn’t come yet, and I wonder when he will.
The tip of his cock pounds into the back of my pelvis. There’s no more room to take it all in. I try to spread wider, but it doesn’t all fit.
The storm outside makes this all very sexy. We’re making love in the midst of the lightning and chaos outside.
“Do you feel okay?” he asks, concerned because he fucked me so hard.
“Yes,” I say quietly.
“You ready for more?”
“Yes.” He has a lot of stamina, and it takes a lot of intensity to make him feel satisfied.
He kisses me once, before he flips me over so that I’m on my belly. He pulls my ass up toward him and fingers it before he starts to fuck me from behind, keeping his fingers going on my asshole, dragging out all pleasure.
This is one of my favorite positions with him. I love it when he fucks me from behind. I can fit more of the length of him in me. It gives him a little more room, and I like it this way because his cock has more freedom to hit my throbbing g-spot. It’s aching for the feel of the tip of his cock, making me go wild.
“Say it,” he practically growls, fucking me into submission. “Tell me you want this. Say what you want.”
“Yes! Fuck Leo! I WANT YOU. Keep fucking me hard. I’m gonna come. Fuck, I’m coming so hard.”
And I do. I quiver and come again, and his cock pounds deeper. He doesn’t stop. He’s got my hips situated between his large hands and while he slows his motion, he doesn’t stop and that’s driving me wild.
He leans over me and gives my tits a squeeze, cupping one in each of his hands. He continues to fuck me for what feels like forever and I’m going crazy, fingering my clit so it doesn’t hurt so bad. Finally, he spills his release and just the thought of his cum inside of me makes me so hot.
“I want to taste your cum, Leo.”
He flips me over and straddles my chest so that I can taste what remains of his essence. I suck on his cock, bringing life back to his hardness, and I’m so gratified. It feels like I’ve come a dozen times and one more will put me over the edge into oblivion.
I swallow the length of his giant dick. Who could stop? I want it in my mouth and he never disappoints me, because he shoves it all the way in and I’m finally deep throating it, and that makes me feel so good.
“Finger yourself,” he tells me in an even tone.
I do as he says, squeezing my arms down between his legs that are pinning me to the bed. I finger my clit, and it feels so right with his dick shoved halfway down my throat. I don’t even feel like I need to come, this is just fulfilling some other need in me to satisfy him and to let him know he’s dominated me into submission and I will obey anything that he wants me to do.
He pulls his cock out of my mouth, and I’m sad… So horny for more of him. I could never get enough.
His lips crash down on mine for a hurried kiss. “Now do you trust me? Now do you know I would never leave your gorgeous pussy alone? I could never leave you. Understand? You are my obsession.”
And with those words I kiss him back harder. I guess I understand now. He really does desire me, only me. And I must be the luckiest girl in the entire world. I know that I am when he lies beside me and his cock is still hard and throbbing. I want to help him release his climax.
“I’m yours,” I say as I climb up and onto his cock so I can ride him. “All yours, I promise.”
He looks me in the eyes with wonderment as I move and sway my hips, grinding my pussy down upon his cock. It hits my g-spot and I grind harder, riding him. It feels like for once I’m in control, but I know I’m not as he pulls up and takes my firm breast into his mouth, meeting me halfway. I try to ride him, but my movement slows as he’s got my nipple hard in his teeth, and he bites down on it to remind me that he’s got this.
I moan and moan. He bites harder and kisses me, but then he leans back again and lets me ride him to the force of my desire.
Being on top, thinking of him viewing my tits, rips a climax through my core. I fall to his side and try to breathe. That was fucking fantastic.
“You good?” he says, staring at the length of my tanned body.
“Yeah,” I breathe. “I’m good. That was soooo fucking good.”
He smiles, but he, I can tell, has yet to come and I wonder when he will.
“Why didn’t you come?”
“Oh, don’t worry, I will.” He has a dark expression on his face.
I’m tired, and I just want him to hold me. The thunder and rain continue to rage outside. The candles are dimming because it’s late and we’ve been fucking for what feels like hours.
Leo leans toward the side of the bed. He finally finds what he’s looking for… his tie. I know what’s to come, and I realize that he’s intended for this all along. First, he had to gain my trust so that he could really take me in the end in the exact way that I know he loves.
“I want you to really feel like you can trust me. Okay?”
“Okay,” I whisper.
He kisses me gently before turning me over and pulling me to the corner of the bed. He places my wrists on either side of the bed pole and ties them up. I’m secure and can’t move. He trails kisses down my back and over my ass, where he inserts a finger and I wail, not expecting this. He holds me firmly and with the other hand he starts fingering my pussy again, and even though I’m spent I rise to the occasion.
When I’m good and worked up, he spreads my ass open so he that he can view every inch of me. I turn my head and watch his giant cock start to enter my cunt one more time.
He starts slowly. The tip enters my pussy and then he tells me to ask for it.
“I want it, Leo,” I acquiesce. “I want you to take me this way.”
With my response, he pounds his cock into me from behind. I’m spent and so tired, but the orgasm rises in my g-spot again, from the deepest place, and I know he’s going to get what he wants.
“Wait to come,” he demands. “You better come when I tell you, okay?”
“Yes! Yes! God, Leo!”
The length
of his cock hammers me, and the waves of an orgasm are ready to fall.
“Not yet!” he says.
I clench my teeth and hold my muscles down around his cock. It’s hitting me in all the right places. He takes me deep and I hear him groan out, “Now! Do it now.”
I let myself come deeply and my head spins knowing he’s coming too. I can’t really tell because reality is fading, and I’m someplace else as my head becomes dizzy. I fall to the bed, my arms still tied.
He breathes and sighs a groan of pleasure and then he slowly comes toward my head and smoothly unties my arms so that I’m free. He takes my limp body in his muscular arms and places me upon the bed.
He massages my back, breasts, and my legs. He knows it’s been intense. He deliberately took it all out of me and now he’s trying to show me he cares.
He takes the lotion from the side table, and I’m floating as he rubs it over my body, gently caressing every curve.
“My goddess,” he says. “You were amazing. Most women can’t take it like that. You took everything I had, and you handled it well. I’m proud of you.”
He trails kisses along my neck before rubbing me down some more. He’s making me feel adored, like a queen, so pleasured by her man. He pampers me carefully, letting me know that I’m treasured.
I’ve never had sex like this before, so intimate and amazing. He’s such a strong man, and he knows the value of his strength. He can push me to my max, but he would never hurt me. This I know for sure.
Leo overwhelms me during this pampering session. It’s exactly what I need after making love. I think about how I gave him sovereignty over my body tonight and it’s something special. We shared something unique, and we both know it.
He showed me that I can trust him like he promised. He took me over the edge and into oblivion several times, but then he always pulled me right back. He won’t ever hurt my heart. This I know for sure. The pain I feel with him when he fucks me like that always cascades into pleasure. And with the tender way he’s treating me now, I feel, at last, like maybe he’s the one.
I gave him my all and showed him every part of myself tonight, and I think he’s thankful for that now, honored by my vulnerability. I let down all my walls and can see that he’s grateful.
He lies down next to me and we kiss soft, delicate kisses before I allow my eyes to close and I doze off with his head on my chest. We are both exhausted.
I dream dreams of splendor and happiness, the nightmares fade, and there is only light surrounding me. Every time I wake, I feel Leo’s arms solidly around me and there’s nothing to fear ever again.
I’ve given him my body and my soul, and he knew what to do with it. I can always trust that no matter how intense things feel, he will be there with me the entire time. It’s safe for me to let myself go fully with him. I can be wild, I can be somber, I can be whatever I want, and he will have me. He will always continue to desire me. This I know for sure. The extent of our connection goes far and it feels unbreakable. I love that I can trust him. It finally feels right.
I sleep softly in his arms without a care in the world, feeling like I might actually be falling for this guy. The leaves rustle outside my window as the wind picks up.
I wake in the middle of the night to the pitter-patter of rain. Leo is sleeping soundly, and I decide to bestow upon him one last gift. I’m going to let him wake up to me giving him the nicest blowjob he’s ever had.
I crawl under the covers and take his dick in my mouth, carefully arousing it to hardness. He wakes with a start and sighs and moans. His dick is nice and big now as I move my tongue up and down it, around the width, popping it in and out of my mouth like it’s a tasty lollipop. I can tell this is turning him on so much by his moans.
“Elena, what are you doing to me? Fuck, you’re so good.”
I smile around his giant cock, but keep on sucking. I go hard, determined to pull the essence out of him. And I tease his cock the way he teased me, by starting and stopping and sucking on just the tip. Until finally I make my move and push it down my throat where I stay still and that makes him come hard. I lap up the remnants before I come out of the covers.
It was a good decision because he was surprised. He focused so much on my pleasure that I wanted to return the favor. And I did. I can tell he’s impressed by my moves.
He lay panting while I get up naked, showing him my perfect ass. I walk to the kitchen and find that bottle of whiskey. I crawl back in bed with him and tip his head back so that I can trickle the brown liquid down his throat. I take a sip also and we sit, curled up, waiting for the rain to subside and for the sun to rise. What a beautiful night it was.
Leo
I walk into Elena's kitchen thinking about the amazing night we’ve just had. This girl is incredible, and she’s all mine. I stand in the doorway and take in the view. She’s there in her little satin shorts and camisole top, actually cooking something over the stove. I love that she doesn’t know I’m here, and I can admire her to my heart’s desire. She’s all legs this morning, tanned and gorgeous. She looks so beautiful. I imagine waking up to this everyday for sure, and believe me, I’ve never said that about any girl before. She looks like a beautiful goddess cast against the morning light that's streaming in from the windows. It smells like coffee and breakfast and I wish I could stay, but I know that I have to get out of here as soon as possible, because I’ve determined that today will be the day I put this stalking thing to rest. I'm close enough to finding out who the culprit is and as much I want to stay here and just lounge with Elena, a part of me can’t relax just yet. I hope she understands. I don’t want to hurt her feelings at all.
"Hey, babe—" I come up behind her and kiss her neck. "How is it that you can ruin dinner but make a breakfast like this?"
She smiles up at me. "Eggs and coffee, I can handle."
"Oh, well, there's gotta be coffee, right?"
"Espresso for me."
"So you're an upscale coffee drinker? I like it black." She seems to have anticipated this as there's a fresh pot ready, and I grab myself a cup before laying the news on her that I can't stay. I check my phone and see a text from Bobbi who says they've finally found Darius. I tell this to Elena.
"I hate to say it, but I've gotta get down to the station now. No time for breakfast. You know, as much as I want to taste something you can actually cook, I gotta jet."
"What? No eggs?"
"No eggs. Sorry. I'm so close to catching this guy that I know I can get it handled today. But I gotta go now. They found Darius, and I have to go interrogate him. This will all be over soon, Elena."
"That's great news, Leo. Now I'm kinda hoping it's him who’s been doing this so it will all be over soon."
“I know, me too.”
"Hey, will I see you tonight?"
"That depends on how things go with Darius, whether he's cooperative or if he puts ups a fight."
I give her a kiss on the cheek and then head out the door.
"Bye!" She calls after me. God, I hate to leave her.
Driving down to the station, all I can think about is how I'm going to interrogate the hell out of Darius. Oh man, is he gonna pay for all this. I crack my knuckles. My blood is getting heated up just thinking of all the shit he put Elena through.
When I arrive, I try to maintain my cool but as soon as I see him sitting behind bars with handcuffs on, I'm ready to explode.
"You ready?" Bobbi asks me.
"Of course."
We go in and play good cop/bad cop on his ass. Of course, I'm the bad cop in this situation.
"We know that you’ve been the one harassing Elena," Bobbi says.
"And we have all the evidence to charge you right now, so if you fess up the judge might go easy on you," I add.
"What the fuck is this? I barely know the girl. She’s some stupid date that I had. I haven't thought of her since."
"Your phone records would prove otherwise."
"Why were you harassing her?"
"What are talking about? Like I would waste my time on that uptight bitch."
This sends me into a blinding rage. I grab him by the collar, pull him up, and shove him against the wall. His feet aren’t even touching the ground.
"I know it was you, you son-of-a-bitch, and you're going away for a long time for this.” He's gasps, choking for air. I’m giving him all he can handle. I know my limits and his too. “If you don’t fucking tell me everything you know right now, then this ends here. We’ve got the evidence.”
“You have nothing on me!” His attitude pisses me off.
Bobbi allows me to rough him up a little more, but not enough to where I'd get in trouble. At least my anger seems to have knocked some sense into him.
"Darius, come on. We have the evidence. Just admit to the crimes, and we can get you a lower sentence."
"What crimes?" His breathing is heavily ragged now, shaken by what's just occurred. "All I did was call her house, okay? I was pissed off about how the date went, and I called her phone several times from a private number."
"Come on, you motherfucker, admit it. We know you keyed her car. We’ve got all the harassment on record. And what about the rose? Nice touch. You’re gonna want to talk to me here. I’m your last chance of someone treating you nice about this." Bobbi’s doing a fine job of questioning him.
"What rose?” He looks terrified, understanding of the trouble that lies ahead for him. My tactic seems to have worked. “You gotta believe me, I called her, yes—I called her a lot. But I didn't do anything else. I didn't key her car."
"Alright, that's fine,” I say. “We'll know for sure when your prints get back from the lab. In the meantime, you're staying right here in jail." I smirk.
Elena
I drive my black BMW westward on the highway to go see Leo. He’s at the station, and I’m bringing him dinner in a gesture of gratitude for all that he’s done for me. It is, after all, the least I can do considering how he’s put himself out there for me, and for how protective he’s been. I’ve never felt so safe with anyone before.
