13. One more day

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13. One more day

Kaitlyn
I was pushed up against the penthouse sliding doors. The whiskey glass slipped from my fingers. Niko's body pressed up hard against me and he kissed me even harder, more assertively. The lioness in me woke up. My fingers reached into his hair and tugged. He groaned into our kiss. I wanted to smile. From what I remember, Niko liked when his hair was pulled. It turned him on. I wonder what else turned him on. Something tells me Niko De Luca had a whole bag of tricks and I couldn't wait to open it and discover every delicious one.

The more my fingers tugged on his hair the more forcefully he kissed me. His hard cock was pressed up against my front and our tongues battled each other. I was ready for him. I didn't want to wait any longer. I've waited too long already. I pulled on his hair breaking our lips apart.

"I need you now."

I made quick work of his slacks and pushed it and his boxers down. He pushed up my dress and got my panties off in seconds. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled gently on a nipple ring. He kissed me again. I kissed him back. A finger tested to see if I was ready. I was. His thumb played with my clit briefly before disappearing. I kissed down his neck as he got his cock ready for me. The foil packet ripped and my heart rate skyrocketed. He lifted me off the floor and placed my legs around him, his cock at the entrance to my tunnel, a very dark tunnel, a tunnel that had been sealed off for years. My arms went around his neck and we kissed again. He inched forward then stopped. I winced. I was wet it should have been easy, but seeing that it's been so long and he wasn't exactly small my body needed time to adjust. His tongue distracted me as he moved forward a little more. Feeling him slowly push himself into me only made me wetter, and soon enough his cock was coated with my juices.

He removed my arms from around his neck and brought them above my head, then he held them there tightly and plunged the full length of his cock inside my cunt. Our lips parted, I let out a scream and he let out a long satisfied groan. We paused in that moment enjoying the uninterrupted joining of our bodies. Once the overwhelming feeling died down he started to move fast and hard. I moaned and panted numerous times. Words escaped me, not that I needed them anyway. His tongue and mouth kept me pretty occupied. The door rattled under my weight and Niko's pounding. My ass burned from rubbing against it over and over, my back hurt from being slammed against it so much, but I wouldn't change this moment for anything in the world. This was lust. We needed to satisfy the craving we've been having for each other since we met again.

I gasped when his thrust threatened my release, and begged him to make me cum when he pulled back. Feeling him inside of me thrusting, brushing up against my walls was too much to handle. He pulled back and slammed into me and I couldn't contain it. I came. He groaned and bit my neck, pulled back, and then slammed into me again. Although I was coming he didn't pause, he didn't break so it could wash over me. He kept fucking me, pushing ahead, and prolonging my orgasm.

When his lips found mine again his body went uncannily still, his fingers dug into my flesh, and he came. His grip didn't loosen until our orgasms had subsided. My arms wrapped around his back and my head landed on his shoulder. His forehead was pressed up against the door and he was panting hard like he'd just completed a marathon. I wasn't doing so well myself. I was having difficulty breathing properly. I knew what sex with Niko was like. This was just him getting that driving need out of the way. I knew I was in for a long night. The hardening of his cock again inside me was perfect indication of that.

He carried me to the bed and lowered me to it after pulling out of me. "I should have had more control." I studied him. He seemed really bothered by the fact that he wasn't really in control just now. I think I started understanding him a bit. He doesn't like getting carried away. He likes everything to go his way. We might have a problem there because I can be the same way sometimes. Sex however is the exception. He can have all the control he wants. I welcome it. I just want him.

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