I watch as he slowly moves in and out with the slightest nudges, the condom shiny from how drenched I am. It’s crazy that I can take it all, especially given his girth, but here we are.
Carefully, he attempts a few harder thrusts, bringing even more pleasure, and lets out a moan. The fucking begins, and even though he remains gentle, I’m embarrassed by how fast I’m climbing. But I haven’t had a dick inside me in ten months, so I guess it’s normal to be so receptive, right?
“You’re so tight…” he moans right into my ear. “The pressure of you is driving me insane,” he rasps. “I could fuck you the whole night, Andrea.”
His crude words, his careful thrusts, and the erotic sight when I look down again send me over the edge and trigger my third orgasm of the night. I muffle my screams against his torso, my walls spasming around his shaft. I tightly clutch his shoulders to keep myself from ascending to the blissful heaven he sends me to. He holds me as I quiver, his hands firmly planted on my ass.
Shit, I’ve never orgasmed this hard in my life. The intensity of it wrecks me. I never knew it was possible to feel so many things at once. Thankfully, Lex is merciful enough to stop thrusting, waiting for my climax to end.
Once the last shiver passes, he kisses the top of my head and makes me lay back on the counter, his eyes devouring me shamelessly. I wrap my legs around his waist for balance, and his hands travel the length of my thick thighs to rest on my hips.
The shadow of a smile brushes his lips. “Now, we can start.”
Maybe I was in control earlier, but not anymore. Not as he vigorously slips in and out of me with powerful thrusts. The sight of his abs contracting with every move forward is insanely hot, but I can barely focus on anything other than his overwhelming ramming into my most sensitive part.
I’m being thoroughly fucked by a half-god genius.
After three mind-blowing orgasms almost back-to-back, it’s too much, too soon. The intensity borders on pain. Each time his cock bottoms out, the sensations shatter me. I push against the solid plane of his lower abdomen with a whimper, silently begging him not to go so fast and so deep. But his momentum is unyielding.
“Come on, Andrea… You can take it.”
Fuck… What did I get myself into?
I cry out in his mouth when he retakes my lips, tears gathering in the corners of my eyes. How can I feel so much and not burst into a million pieces? The limits of pleasure are being bent and pushed, and Lex knows exactly how to do it.
He’s tireless, and soon enough, I’m yearning for the next climax. My legs pull him harder on me with each thrust, my heels digging into his lower back.
“Ah, fuck…” he moans, giving me a more brutal shove.
Despite his intense pace, his thrusts are measured. I can feel it. He’s holding back so he won’t hurt me, but I want all of it. All of him.
“Fuck me hard, Alexander,” I beg, my hands firmly planted on his behind, encouraging him to give me everything he has. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
His groan resonates in my ears, his movements harder, faster, and deeper.Shit, I won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow.
I can’t tell for how long he keeps pounding into me like this, the noises of our intense fuckery filling the room. Everything at this moment is the most carnal experience I could have ever imagined. The fleshy slaps of his hips meeting mine, the wet sounds between us every time he rams inside, the grunts, the moans, the panting…
As I listen to them all, ravaged by his thrusts, the reality of what’s happening strikes me. After weeks of holding back, weeks of resisting, weeks of temptation… I’m finally having sex with the man haunting my dreams. That very man I fantasize about daily is vigorously fucking me on his kitchen island.
Overwhelmed by those thoughts and sensations, I spiral into another mind-blowing orgasm, clinging onto him as I shatter yet again. I scream my pleasure, my limbs wrapped around him with all my strength. My entire body contracts and jolts with bliss as he keeps plowing into me. He doesn’t halt his momentum or slow down, and my orgasm stretches to unimaginable heights. Fuck, I might actually pass out from how good it feels.
When he lets out a loud groan, I know he’s coming too. He breaks our kiss and rests his forehead in the crook of my neck, his sweaty skin meeting mine as his hips jerk in uncontrollable jolts. His grunts as he comes make me ridiculously proud, and I hold him close while our climaxes slowly recede.
We stay like this for several minutes, his weight on my chest somehow comforting. With my hands, I graze his back softly, drawing mindless patterns with the tips of my fingers, following the shapes of his hard-earned muscles. We wait for our breathing to calm down in the silent kitchen. Both our bodies are covered in sweat now, and his breath is warm on my chest. He’s slowly softening inside of me, but not entirely.
He eventually pushes up on his arms so his eyes can find mine, and we stare at each other for a moment. Then he gives me a short but intense kiss and straightens up. When he moves away, I sit up on the counter’s edge, my legs dangling over the floor. I always suspected it would be good, but there isn’t a word strong enough to express the magnitude of what I just experienced.
I unabashedly ogle him as he disposes of the condom. My, my… The sight of him from behind is as incredible as the front. I can almost count the different muscles on his back, and his ass is amazing.
This gorgeous man, this Greek god, just gave me four earth-shattering orgasms.
My eyes shy away from his when he turns around. Now that the deed is done, it’s time for me to leave.
Before I can make my move, Lex passes a hand under my knees, the other behind my back, and gathers me against his torso.
“Lex! What are you doing!?”
“I’m taking you to my bed.”
