Stephen could no longer wait. He threw what was left on the dresser near the mirror and lifted her up onto the surface.
He wanted to be inside her.
Chapter Twelve
Something had changed inside him. Ursula sensed the change within him. There was something darker there but also an acceptance of himself. She liked the change. He seemed happier since coming out of the study.
She watched his c**k slide up and down her wet slit. His c**k grew wet with her own juice. He slipped the head of his shaft down to her entrance. Turning her attention to his eyes, she felt him push his c**k inside her. When the tip was in, he held her waist in his hands and slammed all the way to the hilt inside her.
A scream released from her lips. The pressure of his c**k combined with the slight pain made her cry out. He was large for her to take all the way in. Stephen usually spent more time in penetrating her. He filled her, the length of his dick pressing along the walls of her pu**y. Her eyes closed as she tried to accept all of him. She gripped the edge of the counter he’d put her on. They were near the front door. If any guests were to come back, they could be seen through the glass.
“That’s it. Take all of me, baby. I want you to feel me.” He pulled out then slammed back inside. She held on as he f**ked her body hard. Soon the slight edge of pain turned to intense pleasure as her pu**y got used to his size. Her tits bounced. His grip on her waist tightened. She saw his fingers squeezing the flesh. He would mark her with the way he was holding her.
He pulled out of her, taking her off the counter and to the floor. “I need to be near you,” he said.
She opened her legs as he pressed all of his c**k inside her. He kissed her, taking her hands and holding them above her head. Ursula thrust up to meet every stroke of him inside her.
“You’re cunt is so tight,” he said. “I can feel every pulse as you tighten around me.” He pulled out then pushed back in. Each movement had him rubbing against her pu**y. She cried out as he rolled his h*ps in a movement that made him stroke each of her walls.
“More,” she said.
Stephen kept up a pace making her come apart as her release sprang up. His grip on her hands stopped her from clawing at his back.
“That’s it, baby. Scream my name. I want to hear you scream for me.” She shouted his name as she collapsed underneath him.
Stephen kissed her lips, her cheeks, then down to her br**sts. He bit her ni**les making her cry out from the pain. His c**k pulled out. He hadn’t reached his own release. She knew he was determined to draw out their time together.
Ursula didn’t know if she would survive the night. He flipped her onto her knees in one smooth action then sank inside her from behind.
Their groans echoed off the walls. Her pu**y was ready for his hard cock. His erection hadn’t lessened in any way. She felt his hands on her ass squeezing the cheeks in his palms. He hadn’t moved. His c**k was inside her, and she felt every inch of him. Stephen slid his fingers down the seam of her ass. She paused. Her next breath stuck in her throat. He applied small pressure against her anus making her jump. One of his hands held her h*ps forcing her to stay still. His strength shocked her. She had thought he wouldn’t be able to overpower her as much as he did.
“Has anyone f**ked your ass?” he asked. She expected him to say something, but for some reason she hadn’t expected it this soon.
“No.”
“You haven’t played with your ass before? Used a dildo?” The questions kept coming. The blush on her cheeks from her arousal changed to embarrassment. His c**k was inside her, and yet she was more embarrassed by his mention of her ass.
“No. Fucking my ass is not on my list of things to do,” she said. He slapped her ass making her yelp.
“There is no need to be ashamed, Ursula. Anal sex can be very rewarding.” She tried to pull away from him. “No, I’m not letting you go.”
“I can’t have this conversation with you,” she said.
“You’re mine, Ursula. The only person you’ll be having this conversation with is me.” Arguing with him would achieve nothing.
He began moving inside her. His c**k plunging in and out made her forget about her ass. The carnal need rose inside her. She pushed back against him, desperate for the release that was building once more. After two orgasms she didn’t think it was possible to have another. He proved her wrong. His fingers found her clit, teasing the bud until she came apart under him.
When she collapsed on the floor, she felt him pull out and lift her in his arms. He began walking up the stairs with her in his arms.
“I can walk,” she said, but she wrapped her arms around his neck. He wouldn’t let her down. The door to his room was kicked open. She chuckled as he dropped her on the bed following her on the bed.
Ursula noticed his c**k was still hard and firm. “You didn’t come?”
“We haven’t finished.” He captured her chin in his hands kissing her deeply. She kissed him back as his other hand ran down her body.
“I don’t know how much longer I’ll last,” she said.
“Don’t worry. I’ll tuck you in when you collapse.”
She smiled at him, pushing him to the bed in the same action. He lay down as she straddled his waist. Stephen stroked her legs as she kissed him. The power she gained from being on top awakened her desire. She took his c**k and pressed him to her core. Sinking onto his cock, their moans combined as he sat up. He pushed her hair over her shoulder, kissing her collar bone then up to her neck. She closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure of his lips.
His hands ran up and down her back. He grabbed her ass lifting her up then down on his shaft. Her mouth opened on a sigh as the angle made him rub deep in her body. Licking her lips, she sank her fingers into his hair, kissing his lips. The intimacy of the position and the moment was not lost on her. They were connected in far more primal ways than just his c**k inside her pu**y.
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Stephen groaned as her pu**y tightened around him. She was so wet and warm. Her tits pressed against his chest, her hard ni**les grazing his own. She looked so beautiful when she accepted her pleasure. He knew he could have her screaming if she only trusted him a little more.
He wanted to claim her ass for his own.
Stephen knew he would do anything to make her happy. He kissed her lips making love to her. The love he felt for her went into everything he did. Her lips opened on a sigh, and he took full advantage. Holding her close he loved her body with the same time and devotion that he loved the woman. She held him tightly. He wasn’t going anywhere. His very reason for existing was in his arms.