forward movement, driving his solid cock through her fist and into her warm, wet oral embrace. When Derek invaded too deeply, Sarah’s head snapped back, and she looked up fearfully into his eyes for only a moment before resuming the blowjob.
“You are magnificent,” Derek said, the three words having to be forced out through clenched teeth. A shiver went through his powerful body. “So magnificent that I need more.” He reached down and grabbed Sarah firmly by her upper arms. When he spoke, his tone was both lustful and demanding. “I want all of you. Everything. You can’t hold anything back.” He literally hauled her to her feet. “I won’t let you. I want everything you have to give, or nothing at all.”
The physical comforts of the warehouse rooftop were definitely lacking, but nothing short of the searing fires of Hell could have stopped Derek. Sarah was looking around for something soft and comfortable, but Derek had other plans, and since he was infinitely more powerful than she, he had his way.
“Kiss me,” Derek demanded, pressing Sarah against the wooden wall.
He brought his mouth down to hers. As he kissed her, Derek raised Sarah’s left knee, then positioned his lean hips between her tapering thighs. He thrust forward, pushing Sarah backward against the wall. His erection slid against her thigh.
“Help me,” Derek hissed, his tone bordering on anger, his lips warm against Sarah’s face.
She reached between their bodies, and when she curled her fingers around him again, his cock leapt as though grateful for the assistance. She guided him, and once he was moistened with the lubricating honey of her passion, Derek pushed forward, driving into Sarah slowly but relentlessly.
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Sarah clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she felt herself expanding, yielding to Derek’s greater strength and his frightening size. Never before had she needed to accommodate so much.
He’s too big! she thought, suddenly in a panic.
And just when Sarah was about to beg Derek to stop, just when she was about to admit the ultimate embarrassment that he was too big and that she (despite her voluptuousness) was too small…Derek retreated. He slipped out of her pussy slowly, with controlled strength, until only the very tip of his cock was still between Sarah’s tingling lips. When he was nearly completely dislodged, he waited, pausing several breathless seconds before he again began his slow, relentless invasion. He entered her more deeply on the second advance, and even more on the third. To Sarah’s astonishment, what had begun as pain had become nothing but pleasure.
“Oh, god!” Sarah purred, balancing precariously on one foot. It seemed the entirely wrong thing to say, but she had no bearings or landmarks to guide her in these uncharted waters. She laced her fingers together behind Derek’s neck, holding tightly onto him as his thick, deep thrust forced her to yield to his strength.
With Derek, Sarah felt as though she was a virgin again. Or, at least, she felt as though the times that she had taken Edgar’s insignificant penis into her body really didn’t count, as though what Edgar did to her wasn’t sex at all. And then, jarringly, she realized that what she had done with Edgar might have been sex, but it certainly wasn’t making love.
Sarah closed her eyes, amazed at the sensations going through her. She was not a helpless woman, but she felt weak and small when she was in Derek’s embrace. He was so powerful, so thoroughly and completely an alpha male, that she was consumed by his strength. Each thrust ¾ now coming with increasing speed and force ¾ slammed her with measured violence against the wall.
Each thrust caused Derek’s pulsing shaft to rub against her clitoris. Sarah buried her face in the crook of Derek’s neck and shoulder, feeling the smoothness of his shirt against her cheek in wild discord with other sensations shooting through her body. Derek
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