“Most definitely. Come here,” he demanded, pulling her into his arms and gripped her ass.
“Dinner was amazing,” he praised as he pulled her yoga pants off of her ass.
Victor slid her pants, along with her panties, down her thighs, until they fell to the floor. He helped Taylor step out of her pants, one leg at a time. Taylor’s nipples hardened and her pussy throbbed with anticipation.
Victor looked up at her and graced her with his sexiest smirk. “I repeat, dinner was amazing. But there’s only one problem.”
“What’s that?” Taylor whispered.
“I’m still hungry,” he revealed with a sexy pout.
Victor ran a single finger up her leg and then up the inside of her thigh, ultimately reaching the eager V that would lead to her pleasure. Taylor relaxed, placing her elbows on the countertop. At Victor's insistence, she eased her legs apart.
Taylor inhaled a sharp breath when Victor’s thumb pressed her swollen clit. He circled the burning bundle of nerves just slow enough to inflict the sweetest torture. Taylor’s breathing increased and her heart began to race. Her legs began to quiver, and she was ready to beg for relief. Seemingly, sensing her need, Victor placed his warm mouth against her quivering, wet pussy and sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Damn, Victor!” Taylor blurted breathlessly.
Her outburst must have served as the incantation used to evoke the pussy-eating beast that resided in Victor Creed. With unrelenting fierceness, he licked and sucked Taylor’s pussy until she cried out in ecstasy. She reached down, clawed his scalp, and rolled her hips until she was fucking his face. Taylor was pulling his face so deep into her pussy until she was worried that he couldn’t breathe. But his own pleasurable moans convinced her that he was getting the air that he needed.
Taylor rolled her shoulders back and used her free hand to fondle her sensitive nipple. The sheer pleasure of it all was almost too much. But it was when Victor slipped his thick middle finger in her wet entrance that she really lost control. Victor was licking, sucking, and finger fucking her pussy into submission, and Taylor was cumming.
“Aghh!”
Her orgasm rolled over her like a tsunami. Out of breath, quivering, and no longer able to stand on her own, Taylor’s knees buckled. Although Victor caught her in his arms, he had no intention of cuddling. He flipped her around and bent her over the kitchen sink. Victor smacked her ass, grabbed the back of her neck, and pushed her head down. Taylor held on tight as Victor guided his thick dick inside her pussy. She held her breath until she adjusted to his size.
Though he was merciful with his initial invasion, all compassion flew out of the window when he retracted his dick and then returned it with a powerful thrust. He repeated the forceful act, completely lifting Taylor from her feet.
“Goddamn it, Taylor! This pussy is so wet, baby,” Victor growled. “My sweet pussy!”
“Y-yesss,” Taylor struggled.
Victor was filling every inch of her as if he’d literally stepped inside of her body. He grunted and groaned as he fucked her off her feet.
Taylor was gripping the faucet so tight, she was surprised that it was still attached. Each powerful thrust was all the way in, and all the way out. He was fucking Taylor into a frenzy. With his balls slapping and teasing her clit with each stroke, Taylor was peeking another explosion.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” Taylor panted.
“Cum, bae! I’m cummin’ with you!”
Victor’s strokes intensified as he plunged in and pulled out of her heat. Taylor’s soaked pussy was pulsating on his overly generous, rock-hard dick as she erupted around him.
“I’m cumming!” Victor growled.
Taylor’s toes curled as he pumped his hot seed into her. She released the faucet and gripped the edge of the sink. She was holding on tight, trying to calm her quivering legs as Victor eased his dick past her swollen, tender lower lips.
“Damn, babe,” Victor mumbled out of breath. He helped Taylor to her feet and pulled her back to his chest. Victor hugged her tightly around the waist and kissed the side of her face.
“I love you so much,” he rasped.
“I love you too, baby,” Taylor purred.
“Leave the dishes. Let’s go to bed. I’m ready for dessert.”
Before she could agree or disagree, Victor swung her around, lifted her into his arms, and carried her to the bedroom.
