"You don't need your legs," Stone laughs. He grabs them both and presses them up high. "Your legs might be tired, but your pussy isn't too tired for me." He drives deeper into me and I'm shaking against him like tissue paper in front of a fan. If he wasn't holding me up I would melt into a pile on the floor of this elevator. My eyes are rolling back in my head. I bite my lips, hard.
Stone isn't having any of that though and his mouth crashes over mine, his lips claiming my own from my teeth. I let out a large moan into his mouth. The angle his fucking my pussy at right now is pure heaven and his abdomen is teasing my clit just right. I shake hard around him. I already know that I'm going to be sore tomorrow after the orgasm that's building up in me.
Well, the thing about Stone? He fucks me more than silly. He fucks me into a state of abandon where my singular goal is to just keep fucking him. Waves of pleasure short circuit every other part of my mine until only desire functions within me. My veins are pumping adrenaline through my body and I'm grinding against him. I squeeze up his cock with my pussy and whimper against his mouth. When I break the kiss and gasp for air, I struggle to get out the words that are going to bring the last semblance of energy within me to to a screeching halt.
"Well," I manage to get out, panting deep.
Stone takes this as a personal challenge and he fucks me faster. "Trying to say something, Gisele? I can't hear you." He slams harder and harder into me and I'm crying out with pleasure overtaking me.
"If my legs don't work," I say super fast but then he fucks even harder into me.
"How's my driving?" Stone jokes now with a fake announcer voice.
I ball up my fists and smack them against his chest. I'm getting frustrated because he's making me laugh.
"Call 555-1234 and let me know how I'm doing. But not while driving," Stone continues his joke.
Oh he's real proud of himself. I moan really hard and I almost forget what I was going to say in the first place. I don't know how yet but I am going to get him back.
Well, not tonight.
Tonight I'm trying to get those words out anyway and then get what I'm craving.
"If my legs don't work anyway," I manage. "Then you should probably fuck my ass so hard I can't walk tomorrow. I mean, my legs quit and they earned it." I finish my words and start panting hard.
Stone's eyebrows raise. "Well maybe I need to joke less," he says with a laugh. He pulls that huge cock out of my pussy and rams it straight up my ass. That man doesn't need to be told something twice! I mean, I am ready for it but I still totally scream out for him and make a yelping sound as my legs shake even harder. My eyes cross and my brain turns turns to mush. A string of expletives tear their way out of my mouth.
"Excellent thinking, Gisele. I love fucking this tight ass so good. You feel un-fucking believable on my dick babe. I love how you ride me. I will fuck you hard enough to keep you from walking for this, and I get to carry you around. I mean. The two times I let you leave the bed tomorrow." Stone's voice is utterly serious and so is his face. God, he means it.
"Okay," I pant. Oh god his dick is so far up my ass I can feel it in my throat and I can barely focus on the question I'm trying to ask because of how amazing he feels fucking me. "What are these two places I'm allowed to go to tomorrow, other than that the bed?" I am downright curious about this captivity he has in mind. After everything, I wouldn't mind spending most of the day in bed. Particularly with Stone. I mean, how I'll summon the energy to fuck Stone again like I know I'll ache to, I don't know. Sounds like a problem for future Gisele, and I'm sure she's got this no problem.
"You're allowed to be in the bed, as previously stated." Stone kisses me. "You may go to the bathroom." He kisses me again. "And we'll eat at the table, I mean we don't need a mess in the bed like we're some kind of savages. We have to sleep and fuck there." Stone laughs.
"You think I'll be up for fucking again tomorrow?" I say and I'm joking. Mostly. "I said my legs don't work and you're making sure that I can't walk!" I yelp out in mock outrage.
"You don't need to walk. After all, no walking, no escaping. You're mine," Stone growls and pulls me against his chest. He's fucking me like a wild rock star would and squeezing me in a bear hug like the sweetest man in the world. Well, I know Stone now. He is the sweetest man in the world. He's my whole world, the center of everything to me now. I am so goddamn lucky to have Stone. He's not just a guitar god. Not even just a sex god. He's divinely, supremely good at being the sweetest man alive. Like, it isn't cheesy if I adore it and he adores me.
The waves of absolutely perfect pleasure surge through me and I shout out, "I'm going to come." I knew that a solid assfucking from Stone was just what I needed to at once come undone and come alive with him. "God, you fuck my ass so good." I say and squeeze down on his cock and my eyes shut and just feel every bit of tension in my body. I exhale and feel the orgasm shake through my body.