Dammit, I’m dying here.
No, worse, I’m already dead. Wheel me off to the fucking coroner's office, and mark down cause of death: Keely’s dirty mind and miraculous cunt.
Fuck.
I didn’t know she was capable of this. I have to clench my fists so hard my nails draw blood. What I wouldn’t give to throw that sweet ass down over the table and show her exactly what my cock can do when she’s wide awake. Never mind sinking slowly into her pussy, I’m going to pound that tight, virgin asshole like an animal until she’s screaming with pleasure.
But I can’t. Fuck. I have to hold back, even if it kills me. Because this is my test, Keely’s way of proving if she can trust me or not.
And I’m determined to show she can.
“What do you think it means, the dream?” Keely smiles at me, a lazy, satisfied grin. She’s fully dressed, but glowing from her climax, so goddamn beautiful it takes my breath away.
“It means you’re a goddamn miracle,” I breathe. I’m so hard it hurts, every inch of my dick crying out for the tight grip of that juicy cunt. “Let’s go, right now. I’ll take you up to the roof at Soho House and fuck you ‘til they call the cops.”
She giggles. “Oh no. I’ve still got plans for you. Starting now. Undress me. Slowly,” she adds with a stern look.
I grit my teeth and fight the urge to tear that blouse right off her, rip her bra until those ripe, peachy breasts swing free.
Dammit.
I slowly reach out and unbutton the blouse. Keely looks amused. “Good boy,” she smirks.
Fuck if that look doesn’t turn me on even more. I’ve always demanded total surrender from my women. I’ve never wanted it any other way. Now, I wonder what Keely would look like in leather, some kinky heels, digging into my back--
“Hey!” Keely’s voice comes, sharp. I look down. In my lust-crazy state, I yanked a button too hard, sending it flying across the room.
“I’m sorry.”
“You will be.” Keely looks thoughtful. “I wonder, what will your punishment be? I’ll think about it while you finish undressing me.”
I carefully peel off the remainder of her clothing. My heart pounds like a fucking anvil. Is this how she felt, every time I ordered her around? Fuck, I could come right now like some teenager, just shoot my load without a single touch.
Finally, she’s naked, and damn, this is even more painful than before. Every inch of her body bared to me, those lush curves, her tight nipple, the moist sheen of her pussy...
“That’s right, look at me,” Keely orders. “Have you missed me?”
“Yes,” I growl, shaking with tension. Fuck, I need her, need to claim her body, brand her with my hands. I need to lose myself in her wet, clenching channel until there’s nothing else in the world, only her.
“I missed you too,” she murmurs, still teasing. “I missed your mouth on my nipples.” She brings her hands up, slowly stroking her breasts. “I missed you touching me, kissing me.”
Keely walks across the room, and sinks down on the couch. Just like she told me in her kinky dream, she lays back, naked and spread to me.
“Make up for lost time.” Her voice comes clearly. “Touch me, Vaughn.”
I lunge towards her, but she holds up a hand. “Soft,” Keely orders. “Stroke me, touch me everywhere. I want your hands on every inch of my body.”
My fucking pleasure.
I kneel down beside her, memorizing the sight. Her hair spills over the dark blue couch, her creamy flesh smooth as silk as I reach out my hands and slowly caress over her chest and down to her stomach.
Keely lets out a contented murmur. I stroke again.
Jesus. It’s heaven and hell all in one. She feels like a fucking miracle, so warm and soft under my rough hands. I want to grab and gorge on her flesh, grip her tight, devour her whole. But I have to go slow, forcing myself to barely touch her. I stroke with a whisper of a caress down her thighs, over her legs, the arch of her foot, and back up again.
Her skin prickles in goose bumps. I catch my breath. I’ve never taken the time to worship her like this; with us, it’s always hard and fast and furious. The only thing I wanted was my cock down her throat, my tongue deep in her cunt, her juices spilling slick over my balls.
But now, on my knees, under her control, I revel in her beauty, the swell of her body. I see every shudder, not just where she feels it the most. Her sensitive places, the soft skin that makes her tremble.
I brush over her breasts and she moans.
Fuck.
I do it again, lust raging inside me, demanding satisfaction. My hard-on presses painfully against the couch as I lean over her, softly tracing around her nipples until they’re puckered and tight. Keely arches up against my hand.
“Lick them,” she gasps. “I want to feel your tongue on me.”
I draw a ragged breath, then lean to follow her command. I lick slowly around her nipple, swirling in circles before I rasp the tip hard over her tight, aching bud.
Keely whimpers. “Yes,” she gasps. “Again.”
I turn my attention to the other breast, licking and swirling before I close my mouth around her and suck.
She cries out, her body arching up again. And this time, I can feel where she wants me; sense her body’s demand.
I slide one hand down her stomach and softly stroke over her wet, swollen clit.
“Yes,” Keely gasps again. I flick her nipple with my tongue, pinching the other bud with my free hand. Her breath is coming in shallow pants now, and as I slide my fingers over her, rubbing rhythmically, I know she’ll soon be close.
I’m inside her head now, her body. Connected like never before.
I slide down her body and settle with my head between her thighs. She wanted it slow and soft, and I’ll give it to her now until she’s screaming. Long, languid licks; swirling my tongue over her clit, sliding one finger just inside her lips. Not deep enough. Not full enough.
Keely whimpers, bucking against my mouth. “Vaughn,” she moans, and hearing my name on her lips again is like a fucking choir of angels. I slow my licking. She moans for more.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. I stop to watch, sliding my finger back inside her and pulsing gently as she writhes. Head thrown back, hands clenching at the cushions.
“More,” she demands, lifting her head. Her eyes blaze with desire, her voice breaks with need. “Vaughn, I told you, I’m in control. I’m giving you an order!”
“I know, baby.” I slip my finger out of her, wet and drenched in her sweet juices. So sweet, I can smell her. Smell that musk of desire.
“I know what you want from me,” I growl, “What you can’t find the words to say. And I know exactly what you need.”
I shift my body so I’m sitting beneath her on the floor, then I reach out and grab her hips, yanking her down off the couch so she tumbles down on top of me.
Right down onto my dick.
Goddamn.
Keely cries out, bearing down on me. Her tight pussy stretches to take me inside, inch by rock hard inch.
She’s so tight, so fucking wet for me, I’m going to lose my mind.
It takes everything I have to keep control, stop myself shooting up a hot spurt of cum right inside her.
There. Fuck. Right there.
Keely finds her balance, straddling my thighs. She’s upright, her juicy tits jutting out, her damp triangle of hair glistening where our bodies meet. And her cunt, fuck, her slippery vice of a cunt is clenching me tight, grinding down to take me all the way inside that dark, wet heaven.
“Ride me, baby,” I growl, gripping her hips tight. “This is what you want, isn’t it? To fuck me, the way you choose. Use me, use my cock. Fuck yourself with me, go on. I’m here for the taking.”
Keely opens her eyes, locking on mine. Her face is flushed, her hair in a mess. But her eyes, goddammit her eyes are alive with desire. With power. She takes a breath, and then rocks against me.
Pleasure slams through me. Fuck!
I dig my fingers in her hips to keep from exploding. She rocks again, harder, and her tits bounce with the force. Keely lets out a moan, grinding above me, her greedy pussy clenching tight around my cock with every slippery motion.
It’s torment. It’s agony. It’s un-fucking-believable.
She finds her rhythm, grinding faster, pressing her clit against me as her pussy swallows my cock deeper. The haze takes me over. Goddamn, this girl is a miracle. I’ve never been so close to climax for so fucking long, and every movement, every tiny bounce just winds me tighter, until I think I’m going to implode with nuclear force.
Keely slows now. She’s moaning, crying out with every thrust, but her body can’t keep it up. The sensation is too much. She falls forwards against my chest, exhausted but still too far from the edge.
“Vaughn,” she whimpers, trembling against me.
Please. Her eyes beg me.
Fuck yeah, baby. “You want me to take you there?” I growl, pistoning my hips up to thrust inside her.
“Yes!” Keely screams at the impact.
“You want my cock slamming deep, don’t you baby?” I grab her hips, shoving her body down hard to meet my next thrust. “So deep, you can’t get there on your own.”
I pound up into her, punctuating every promise. “You need me to take you all the way. You need every fucking inch of me, pounding that pussy until you can’t even breathe. You need me right here, baby. Right fucking here.”
With a roar, I slam up into her, harder and deeper than ever. I find her G-spot, that bundle of magic, and her whole body jerks up. She screams. Screams, and keeps on screaming. Every thrust, every deep piston, grinding into her, taking it all.
“You think it’s just my cock,” I tell her, “Just nine inches of hard flesh, but it’s not. It’s all of me.” Gripping her wrists, I suddenly flip her onto the floor and roll. I shove her legs up high around her ears and plunge hard into her trembling pussy, deeper than ever.
Fuck. Goddammit that’s good. So good. So fucking right. Here above her, holding her down. Her body spread beneath me, right where she belongs. I let out another roar, fucking her hard and fast.
Keely’s eyes roll back. She’s coming, coming, but still she sobs for more.
“You need all of me, baby.” I clench my jaw, fighting not to lose myself in the friction, fuck, the way her body splits open for me, squeezes me just right. “Every fucking part. The hands that hold you down while you beg for more. The mouth that whispers all those dirty hot words you love. The fingers that slide exactly where you want them, the deepest, forbidden place.”
I roll us again so she’s on top, but this time, she’s crushed against my chest, her body folded double, her gorgeous curve of an ass jutting out above where her pussy is impaled on my dick. I can’t thrust so deep, but I don’t need to, not when I ease apart those sweet globes and sink my finger into the tight flesh, all the way up to my knuckle.
She breaks again, screaming as I thrust my dick up inside her. Her body convulses around me, and I’m close to losing it, to coming like I’ve never fucking come before, but I hold it back, sinking deeper into that tight, forbidden ring of nerves, pulsing my finger inside.
Keely shatters hard, screaming louder, yelling my name over and over as I feel her body clench and shudder desperately around my stiff cock. On and on, the waves crash through her, and I ride it out inside her, still thrusting, milking every fucking crest of her climax until she’s sobbing and I can’t stop it anymore. I can’t hold this monster climax back. Pleasure grips through my body in a fucking tsunami, and I explode, unleashing a torrent of hot cum inside her with a desperate yell as I’m gripped by the most fucking intense climax of my goddamn life.