was thrusting with steadily increasing fury into her melting, accommodating pussy. The sound of masculine flesh colliding with feminine flesh echoed in her ears. Never before had she heard that precise sound so distinctly.
“Oh, Derek! Oh, no!” Sarah suddenly gasped, her tone laced with rising panic.
But there was really no reason to panic. Derek understood ¾ even if Sarah did not ¾ why she was so frantic. The orgasm was so near and approaching so swiftly she really did not have any time to prepare herself for it. Each hard plunge of Derek’s magnificent cock filled Sarah completely. She tossed her head back, oblivious to any noise or pain that was caused when her head struck the wall behind her. Her breasts felt over-full and extremely sensitive, and all the muscles in her stomach tightened to a painful degree.
And then the contractions began! Like an eruption of pure emotion, Sarah could accept no more ecstasy without release. She bared her teeth and bit Derek’s straining shoulder as he plunged into her flexing pussy again and again. She heard him growl as he drove into her even harder than before, gasping at the pain she caused him with her teeth yet doing nothing to stop her.
Never before had Sarah felt so completely overpowered. The sheer, physical force that Derek possessed dominated Sarah, yet it did not frighten her, even though there were definitely elements of pain that went along with the pleasure. She skipped seamlessly from the first orgasm to the second one, surprising Sarah because she had never before had a second orgasm in an evening, and also because the second was even more powerful and emotionally draining than the first.
She wanted him to stop then, but she knew that Derek wouldn’t. Now that she had reached her own summit, she was much too sensitive and sore to accept the continuing thrusts. She felt Derek’s hand on her backside, his powerful fingers pressing into her buns, and felt the rough surface of the wall against her hips and shoulders each time she was forced against it. But most of all she felt Derek thrusting into her endlessly, driving deeper and deeper with each thrust until, at long last, he let out an animal sound of passion.
As his semen surged through him, Derek lifted Sarah, raising her so that neither foot was on the rooftop. For a few brief seconds he had Sarah literally pinned against the wall with his erection.
The savage growl of ecstasy that was ripped from his throat when he could accept no more pleasure was music to Sarah. Never before had she known a man as primitive as Derek. He was a dangerous barbarian who dressed as a gentleman. He was a tiger pretending to be a house cat. She adored him with an intensity that was almost idolatry...though a soft voice whispered a warning in her brain that Derek had released his seed inside her.
When he relaxed his hold on Sarah and allowed her to place both feet upon the rooftop, she was not at all certain that her legs were strong enough to support her. Her arms were still around his neck, and Sarah clutched at him with what little strength she had left. She was breathing deeply, her body tingling all over, her cheek against his chest.
“Never...never has it felt...like that,” Sarah said between gulps of refreshing air. “Ever. Never ever.”
Derek kissed the top of Sarah’s head, feeling the satiny texture of her auburn hair against his lips, smelling the delicate aroma of the shampoo that she had used that morning.
“It’ll get even better,” Derek said, holding Sarah lightly in his arms. He guided her over to a wooden crate so that she could sit. “Trust me, it’ll get even better. I know what I’m talking about.”
What scared Sarah most was that she believed him.
Chapter Four
Sitting on a small wooden crate, Sarah gazed up at Derek as he stood looking down at her. He pulled up his trousers and fastened the waist button, though his belt remained unbuckled. His penis did
“Oh, Derek! Oh, no!” Sarah suddenly gasped, her tone laced with rising panic.
But there was really no reason to panic. Derek understood ¾ even if Sarah did not ¾ why she was so frantic. The orgasm was so near and approaching so swiftly she really did not have any time to prepare herself for it. Each hard plunge of Derek’s magnificent cock filled Sarah completely. She tossed her head back, oblivious to any noise or pain that was caused when her head struck the wall behind her. Her breasts felt over-full and extremely sensitive, and all the muscles in her stomach tightened to a painful degree.
And then the contractions began! Like an eruption of pure emotion, Sarah could accept no more ecstasy without release. She bared her teeth and bit Derek’s straining shoulder as he plunged into her flexing pussy again and again. She heard him growl as he drove into her even harder than before, gasping at the pain she caused him with her teeth yet doing nothing to stop her.
Never before had Sarah felt so completely overpowered. The sheer, physical force that Derek possessed dominated Sarah, yet it did not frighten her, even though there were definitely elements of pain that went along with the pleasure. She skipped seamlessly from the first orgasm to the second one, surprising Sarah because she had never before had a second orgasm in an evening, and also because the second was even more powerful and emotionally draining than the first.
She wanted him to stop then, but she knew that Derek wouldn’t. Now that she had reached her own summit, she was much too sensitive and sore to accept the continuing thrusts. She felt Derek’s hand on her backside, his powerful fingers pressing into her buns, and felt the rough surface of the wall against her hips and shoulders each time she was forced against it. But most of all she felt Derek thrusting into her endlessly, driving deeper and deeper with each thrust until, at long last, he let out an animal sound of passion.
As his semen surged through him, Derek lifted Sarah, raising her so that neither foot was on the rooftop. For a few brief seconds he had Sarah literally pinned against the wall with his erection.
The savage growl of ecstasy that was ripped from his throat when he could accept no more pleasure was music to Sarah. Never before had she known a man as primitive as Derek. He was a dangerous barbarian who dressed as a gentleman. He was a tiger pretending to be a house cat. She adored him with an intensity that was almost idolatry...though a soft voice whispered a warning in her brain that Derek had released his seed inside her.
When he relaxed his hold on Sarah and allowed her to place both feet upon the rooftop, she was not at all certain that her legs were strong enough to support her. Her arms were still around his neck, and Sarah clutched at him with what little strength she had left. She was breathing deeply, her body tingling all over, her cheek against his chest.
“Never...never has it felt...like that,” Sarah said between gulps of refreshing air. “Ever. Never ever.”
Derek kissed the top of Sarah’s head, feeling the satiny texture of her auburn hair against his lips, smelling the delicate aroma of the shampoo that she had used that morning.
“It’ll get even better,” Derek said, holding Sarah lightly in his arms. He guided her over to a wooden crate so that she could sit. “Trust me, it’ll get even better. I know what I’m talking about.”
What scared Sarah most was that she believed him.
Chapter Four
Sitting on a small wooden crate, Sarah gazed up at Derek as he stood looking down at her. He pulled up his trousers and fastened the waist button, though his belt remained unbuckled. His penis did
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