“Hi.” She’d been mute up until that point because no words had been necessary between them.
“Were you having sweet dreams?” His thick fingers gently caressed her pussy and found her slick and hot. He dipped a finger into her wet opening, and her desire flared at his deep groan.
“I was dreaming of you.” Her hand slid down his abdomen slowly, seeking and finding his stiffened cock. His breathing was ragged as she stroked his length within her soft grasp.
“Angel, are you sore from our earlier play?”
“My ass is still tingling a little from the plug, but the rest of me is fine. I want to make love to you, Eli.” She sat up on her haunches. She leaned to him and kissed him, moving over his hips and straddling him. Languidly, she lay atop him, caught up in their unhurried kiss.
His large hands slid soothingly over her back as he pulled the sheet and blanket up over her legs and hips. She sat up, and her damp pussy pressed against his hardened length, getting him wet with her juices. His eyes closed in pleasure, and he moaned at the sensation. She slid down his length then back up again, delighting in the panting sounds he made.
“Does it feel good?”
“I want inside you. As good as this feels, I want to slide all the way into you and feel you all around me. I want all of you, angel. Let me help you.”
She rose over him, and he lifted her as though she were weightless. He positioned her with his cock at her entrance but, once again, let her control the slide. They both moaned aloud as the blunt tip of his cock slid into her slick, wet entrance. She loved the feel of him as he breached those tight muscles beyond her lips, stretching her deliciously. She looked down and gasped in renewed awe at the sight of his huge cock sliding slowly into her slippery cunt.
“Beautiful.” He lifted her slightly, so they could both see the honey that now coated his cock and flowed so freely from her for him. “I love to watch my cock fill your pussy, Rachel. I love seeing your cream covering it even more.”
“Me, too,” she whimpered quietly as he gained more ground then slid almost all the way out.
“Does it bother you at all that I call this beautiful part of you that?”
“I thought it might, but it doesn’t, Eli. When you say it, it’s not derogatory, like you’re making fun of me. It sounds…”
“Reverent and respectful, Rachel. That’s how I feel, when you allow me to share this part of you. I feel humble that you allow me inside you.”
She slid down more of his length before she rose up again, leaving only the head inside her. “My gentle giant, Eli. I love being with you. When we make love, I feel like I belong to you. Like I am,” she shuddered as she slid all the way to the hilt, “yours. Claimed. Marked. Loved.” Punctuating each word with a gentle downward twist of her hips, Rachel reveled in the glow that seemed to come from his light gray eyes as she said these things to him. “Does that make you happy?”
“You have no idea how much.” He growled as he gently grasped her hips and thrust inside her. “I want you to feel claimed, to know you are mine. I want to take care of you, love you, and protect you.”
She moaned softly in pleasure as she clasped her hands with his. “I feel safe when I am with you. I love that feeling.” She glided back up almost off his cock and looked down between their bodies. “But I also feel a little wild and uninhibited with you because I trust you not to judge me.”
“I think you’re incredible.”
The only thing she felt incredible about right now was the turn her life had taken in the last few days. He slid his feet up and raised his knees until she slid all the way onto his cock and leaned forward over him, bracing herself on his chest as he rose up from the bed.
Damn, he is strong!
In a quick maneuver, without breaking the connection, she found herself on her back.
She raised her knees as he looped his forearms under her thighs and spread her legs wide so he could see every inch of her as he slowly pistoned into her depths. Each time he entered her, she felt it all the way to her toes as he dragged over that sweet spot inside of her. Taking her ankles, he placed one at each of his shoulders, freeing his hands to roam over her heated body. He squeezed her ass cheeks before sliding his hands up to her breasts as they swayed slowly with his movements.
“Eli?”
“Hmm, baby?”
He reached down and wet his finger in her juices and rubbed over her clit, making her crying out and buck in pleasure. In her current position, he was in control of how much she could move.
“Take me so I know I’m yours. Show me I’m yours.”
He pulled out carefully, left the bed, and went to the closet. He opened the door and carefully positioned it then returned to the bed where he sat on the edge and reached for her. She began to climb into his lap facing him, but he faced her away from him and pulled her back onto his lap, impaling her on his long, thick cock. She gasped at the different sensation as he entered her from the different angle, and then he did something that she didn’t expect.
After she was seated on his lap, his cock buried to the hilt inside her, he slid his hands to her knees and parted them. He laid her thighs open over his, and her calves draped on the outside of his calves. She perched there, feeling tiny, in stunned silence at the unspeakable eroticism of the pose she found herself currently in. He spread his knees, splaying her open even wider. She softly wailed at the wild sensuality of the moment, and the desire to move was driving her crazy, but she couldn’t get any leverage. She would need his help for that, but he sat still and quiet.
“Look.” He pointed at the mirror on the inside of the closet door.
Oh, Lord have mercy.
She was splayed so that they could both see. A fresh rush of moisture came to her burning pussy, and he growled deeply in his chest. He slid his big, warm hands down her calves and lifted her ankles until her feet were flat against the side of the mattress. He slid his hands down to her shins and cupped them gently to support her and give her leverage of a sort. He kissed her temple as she watched in the mirror, and she turned her head to kiss his warm, full lips and stroke his chin.
“Do you want to ride me, or do you want me to help you?”
“Hold me tight, okay?” she asked unsure of herself. This was new.
He squeezed her shins gently and encouraged her. “I’ve got you. Push against the mattress and lift at the same time. I’ll hold you steady. Look in the mirror.”
Rachel looked in the mirror and moaned at the image of the two of them locked together like this. She could clearly see the hilt of his cock pressed inside her, her swollen pussy lips glistening and stretched around him. Yes, she felt completely taken and marked.
All his.
He held her shins with her feet stable against the bed and balanced over his thighs, and she began a slow rise and fall motion over him, gripping his forearms, her shoulders against his chest, watching the entire time. Oh, it felt good, and watching like this made it even more exciting. His cock glistened when she lifted over it, and she could see her juices smeared all over the length of his shaft as she rose over him and glided back down.
As she found her balance, her hands slid to her breasts, and she played with her nipples, dragging on them with her fingertips, pinching them. As she was swept away by the rhythm, she slid her hands into her hair, rising in an arch and falling over and over. She watched the way his face showed his pleasure, his cheeks darkening and his features becoming so tense and focused. His hair was a black pool behind him on the bed as he tilted his head back slightly.
She realized the sound she heard was her moaning loudly. The muscles in her pelvis had begun to tingle and jump, a certain sign of an impending orgasm. She looked in his eyes, and he smiled at her.
“I feel it, baby. Touch yourself for me. Yes, that’s right, baby. If harder and faster is what you want, do it. I’ve got you.”
“Yes! Oh, Eli! Look at us!” She whimpered as she slid her middle fingers through her slit, fo
cusing on that spot alongside her clit that loved stimulation. She slid her clit between two fingers and pinched slightly, her breathing nothing more than high pitched panting.
“Are you mine?” he asked in a soft guttural voice.
“Yes!” she sobbed loudly. Yours.
“Do you see that you are mine?”
“Yes!” Yours.
“See how perfectly we fit together?”
“Yes!” she wailed. Her orgasm began to pulse through her. Her mind screamed again, Yours!
“You’re mine, Rachel. Mine! Oh, god! Mine! Fuck!” He roared as his orgasm was brought on by hers. She rode each pulse, milking his cock as it twitched and pulsed inside her.
“Yes, Eli. I am. I am,” she whimpered softly. As he reached forward, his fingers slid in over hers and gently rubbed alongside the bundle of sensitive nerve endings. Her head fell back to his chest as her feet now dangled outside of his, her legs quivering as he held them open with his own. She whimpered when she realized he wouldn’t be content until she’d come again for him.
His other hand settled around her waist and pressed her back to his chest and abdomen, giving him control of her body. He slid his hand up to her breast and tweaked the nipple as he gently rolled her clit between his fingers. With his cock planted deep inside her, she undulated against him, reaching up to hold on to him from behind. He began to rub over her lips and strum her clit at the same time. Feeling very wanton, Rachel arched her back and began to pump on him in sinuous, smooth strokes. She locked her gaze with his in the mirror and came undone again as he held her tightly to him.
“Yes, angel. Yes. I love listening to you come. You’re so beautiful when you lose yourself like that. You’ve got me hard again.” He lifted her off his cock with a groan, and she allowed him to position her on the bed on her hands and knees.
“Oh, angel, I love your pussy so much.” He shoved his cock home again. She moaned as she raised her ass to him.
“Do it, honey. Give it to me good and hard.” Rachel answered his thrust with one of her own. The sound of flesh smacking flesh was loud in the room as he pounded into her. She turned her head and gaped at the sight of him fucking her with his huge cock from behind in the mirror.
It was the perfect viewpoint from the side. She could see his cock ram into her, smeared with her cum and his, pistoning perfectly into her feverish, swollen pussy. Her muscles clamped down on him, and he reached forward and flicked her clit hard. She groaned rapturously and came again.
He growled deeply in his chest, and a shiver and a thrill shot up her spine at the animalistic sound. Eli suddenly stilled and snarled. She felt his cock pulsing as his seed jetted from his cock, bathing her pussy yet again. Wrapping both arms around her torso, he gently pulled her upright against his chest. His cock still pulsed deep inside her as Rachel placed a hand over his forearm across her hips. She slid her other hand into his hair behind her as he wrapped the other arm under her breasts. Floating with only his solid form to keep her from drifting away, she turned her head and met his gaze in the mirror as they looked at the reflection of their joined bodies. Her thighs were splayed wide on either side of his, on her knees before him, her body languorously draped against his torso.
“Beautiful.” He kissed her temple.
“Yes. Beautiful.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Eli enjoyed the tempting sight that greeted him when he came home from work the next day. Kelly had loaded up Matthew and her stuff and had left early that morning, so Rachel was home alone. After Kelly left, he’d gotten ready and gone to work.
Two or three days a week he did tower work for the local electrical cooperative. It was very dangerous, but Eli loved the exhilaration of being that high in the air. He had assured Rachel that he never climbed without a harness and all the requisite climbing gear. She’d had a full-body shudder and wrapped herself around him, quivering. He liked that part of her reaction.
He sat in the truck behind the steering wheel and watched her bent over the fender of her car. A streak of jealousy shot through him as he glanced around to make sure no other men were in the vicinity also watching her. There were no houses close by, and the nearest neighbors were at work. Her current position was his to enjoy alone, he noted with caveman-like satisfaction.
The hood was up. She was wearing a pair of cutoffs and tank top. He was willing to bet there was a G-string under those cutoffs since he’d told her how much he’d liked the one from yesterday. He could see the bright pink wires of her earbuds connected to her MP3 player, which explained why she had not noticed him yet. She was doing something to her engine. He saw a pan underneath the car and realized with amazement that she was changing her own oil. Damn. She really was independent to the core. He debated about whether it was worth it to tell her that was his job. Maybe she’d accuse him of being a chauvinist. He grinned evilly and thought giving her a hard time might be a lot of fun.
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Rachel watched him surreptitiously from behind her wraparound shades as she unscrewed the plug to let the oil drain from her engine. She kept her face carefully passive, unobservant as she watched him. He seemed to enjoy watching her current position, and she wondered if he might have even been a little surprised that she could change her own oil. She fought a grin and leaned in a little farther, stretching her leg muscles. For good measure, she even tilted her ass up a little bit more and widened her stance. Perfect!
She saved herself thirty bucks every time she did this. But watching the expression on his face change was priceless. He was up to something. The loud thump of his truck door slamming told her she was in for it. A chill went up her spine as his evil smile turned to a scowl. Her pussy leaked moisture at the look of intent on his face.
Oh, goody! I am so in for it!
No one was around to see them. Otherwise, she would never have draped herself over her fender like this. She felt like one of those models on the cover of a hot rod magazine. She couldn’t believe her cheekiness as she subtly arched her back and presented her ass even more plainly to him and peeked over at him from behind her wraparound sunglasses, pretending to look at something in the engine.
The cutoffs Rachel was wearing today were shorter than the ones she’d worn yesterday, so Eli was getting a great view of upper thighs and maybe even a little ass cheek. Giving free rein to naughty side, she lifted up on her tiptoes in her little thong sandals.
How’s this for an invitation to a spanking, big boy?
Surely he knew she was aware of him charging across the little lawn over to her. She glanced at him again through her shades and kept her face carefully passive, shivering with anticipation at the feral intent in his gray eyes. If she didn’t know him for the sweet, gentle giant that he was, she would have been tensed up and shaking in her…sandals, she supposed. As it was, her body loosened and relaxed, more moisture flooding her cunt as she braced herself in anticipation of whatever he had planned for her. She yelped loudly as his hands grasped her hips hard, then the collision of his big hard body against hers pressed her to the warm fender of her car.
“Doing a man’s work again, angel?” he grated in mock anger at her as she braced herself over the air filter. She grinned devilishly. This was how he wanted to play it? Awesome!
“Hey! Anyone could change their own oil!” she hollered back as she struggled against him and tried to back away from the warm fender, rubbing against his rock-hard erection.
“Maybe. But not just anyone looks the way you do right now with this beautiful body on display for the whole world to see.” He gently shoved her back against the fender.
“There’s no one around.”
“Anyone could see as they drive by.”
“We live at the end of a dead end!” she growled, trying not to laugh as he rubbed his cock against her denim-covered ass. This is freaking fun!
“That’s beside the point. You could hurt yourself working on your car while no one is home. No one would know if you needed help.”
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br /> “That’s bullshit. How am I gonna hurt myself changing my—”
“Also beside the point.” He gripped her ass cheeks again and then yanked her hips to him hard. “What if you did hurt yourself with no one around, and how about the way you put yourself on display with no one around to keep you safe from strangers? That’s two ways you’ve endangered your safety.”
“Huh?” Where is he going with this?
Eli elaborated. “Ethan says that if Grace puts her safety in jeopardy knowingly, she gets a spanking. He lights her little bottom up until it’s a glowing bright pink.”
A shiver raced over her skin. She so loved Ethan right now! “All I did was—” she began in a very sassy tone. Maybe sassing him would get her a few extra swats.
“You got two strikes against you already, Rachel. Ethan says back-talking him gets Grace extra licks.”
Ooooh. Extra licks sound good.
In a very sassy tone, Rachel retorted, “Ethan can kiss my ass.”
Oops! Looks like my ass is grass and Eli’s the lawnmower!
She thought that Eli did well at adopting a shocked tone. “Cursing from those pretty lips, Rachel? Such a shame. More sassing and foul language. That’s definitely extra licks.” He pulled her to a standing position. He bent, put his shoulder to her hips, and lifted her over his shoulder. She squealed loudly and tried not to giggle, much. She beat on his back with her fists and struggled to be put down. He gave her a solid pop on her bottom that didn’t even sting a little.
“Oh, come on. Is that the best you can do, you big brute?” she sniped.
He mounted the steps to her porch, barged through her apartment, and dumped her on her bed. His sheer strength was breathtaking, and she could have sworn she experienced a small orgasm.
Without giving her a chance to brace herself or get her balance, he swiped the thongs from her feet and yanked at the button on her cutoffs. She struggled to turn away from him, determined to not make it easy for him, but he got the button undone and the zipper down as she tried to get her long hair off her sweaty face. He yanked the cutoffs down her legs, and she allowed him a split second to appreciate the little G-string she wore. It was pink with little skull and crossbones printed all over it. It was cute because all the skulls were pink and had little bows on top. Very girly. She could tell he liked it a lot because he was careful not to rip it as he tore it from her body in the next split second.
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