I stood up. I took off my bra and tossed it aside. I was completely naked as I turned around for him.
“Bend over,” he instructed.
I bent over, looking over my shoulder at him. He licked his lips and slapped my ass hard. I moaned and he did it again, harder, before grabbing my hips and pulling me toward him.
He slowly pressed the tip of his cock against my pussy then slid me down his length. I moaned and grabbed onto his knees as I took him. Pleasure and pain burst through my mind as I eased down his considerable size, shocked again that I could take him and amazed at how good it felt. I began to slide back up, my body relaxing.
“That’s right,” he aid, feeling my breasts, teasing my nipples. “Slide that tight cunt along my cock. I want you to feel every fucking inch.”
I moaned as he pulled my hair back. I began to move faster, rolling my hips, taking his thick cock inside of me. I rode him like that as he pulled my hair and slapped my ass. He began to thrust along with me and I took his hard cock deep inside of me, filling my every inch, making moans escape my lips. I bucked back against him, sliding and working, rolling my hips.
He pushed me off suddenly and grabbed my hair. I moaned as he roughly bent me over the kitchen table. I gripped its top as he slammed his cock back inside of me with a grunt.
“Fuck, I needed this,” he said. “I needed this pussy, Piper. Your tight fucking cunt drives me insane, you know that? Your fucking body makes me harder than I’ve ever been.”
He fucked me rough and deep like that. I loved how he controlled me so easily. His big body made me look tiny as he rocked into my pussy. He could easily pin me down and take whatever he wanted from me, and that thought made my pussy dripping wet.
Pleasure was filling me as he fucked me. I could feel my orgasm coming on, and I needed it to overtake me. All of the bad shit that had happened recently was completely gone as Gates took my body and made me his. I knew I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me, and that thought only drove me to the edge.
He suddenly pulled back and spun me around. He got me up on the table and on my back, spreading my legs wide.
“I want to see your face as you come,” he said.
“Don’t stop,” I begged as he slammed his cock deep inside of me. I was so dripping wet that he easily pressed inside completely.
I held onto the tabletop as he fucked me, his muscular body rocking mine. He began to work my clit with his thumb, and I knew I was going to come. I’d been teetering on the edge for with felt like hours as his strong body worked mine. Sweat dripped down my breasts as he fucked me deeper, harder.
“Go ahead,” he said softly. “Come for me. Come on my big, thick cock.”
I moaned and gripped the table, my whole body tightening. My muscles tensed and began to spasm as a wave of pleasure and intensity overtook me.
I came hard. His strong body held me as I came and he fucked me relentlessly, not holding back. Nothing else in the world was real to me except for that moment, and that moment was all that mattered.
“Fuck,” he grunted. “Watching you come like that makes me so fucking hard.” He thrust harder, deeper, destroying my pussy.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Come for me, Gates. Please, come for me.”
As my orgasm ended, he pulled his thick cock out and began to stroke himself. Spurts of cum covered my chest as he groaned. I tipped my head back, loving every bit of his come.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he slowly finished. He collapsed onto a chair as I laughed to myself.
“Shit, Gates,” I said. “I feel like I’m going to pass out.”
“Yeah, me too.” He got up and quickly found a towel. He helped me clean off as we laughed together.
The trials of the last day were forgotten, if only briefly. In that moment, we were just two people alone together, post-sex and happy. My orgasm buzzed through my mind, making the world seem right.
I knew it couldn’t last, but it didn’t matter. That moment was the culmination of years of dreaming and needing, and it exceeded everything I could have hoped. Gates was still the man that could get me off harder, faster, and more intense than anyone I’d ever met.
For that brief time, that was all I needed.
Chapter 14
Gates
I felt light for the first time in nearly two years. It was like the heavy weight that had constantly been bearing down on me suddenly lessened. It wasn’t gone, but it was manageable. I felt like I could breathe again.
As we slowly got dressed, I couldn’t help but smile and laugh. We laughed about basically nothing, but we both felt so damn good in that moment. Alone in my father’s cabin, I could almost forget about the men that were chasing after her. I could almost forget that bastard Tony’s dead evil eyes.