Chapter 8

Brian lifts me onto the kitchen island, pulling the shirt over my head revealing my bare body.

"I need you so bad right now, Amber"

He runs his hands over my body giving me chill bumps. He plants kisses down my neck and breasts. I throw my head back and my moans echo through out the kitchen.

Brian puts his hand in the middle of my chest and pushes me to lay back. I lay back on the cold counter and watch as he positions hisself between my legs, kissing my knees and inner thighs.

It's been a long time since I've been intimate with anyone and this is much needed.

My breath hitches as he kisses my sex, before slipping his tongue between my soaking folds. I moan out and grip the back of his head as I grind against his tongue.

He spreads my legs further apart nearly pinning them down on the counter before sliding a finger into me, then two.

My eyes rolls back as he fingers my tight core in a slow rhythm and gently sucks on my clit. My hips roll and buck against his mouth and hand as I grip the edge of the counter, tightly.

"Oh my god, Brian!"

I slide back a little, feeling overwhelmed with pleasure.

"Oh, no you don't" Brian grabs my thigh and pulls me back to him hard and continues his work.

He swirls his tongue, making me jerk with pleasure. I feel the sensation building up and my fingers lace through his hair, gripping tightly, letting myself go.

"Brain, I'm about to cum!"

I gasp as an orgasm washes over me, but he doesn't stop. My body takes over as it jerks repeatedly for what seems like minutes.

I finally open my eyes to see Brian over me smiling. He kisses me and I taste myself on his lips and tongue.

"Mmm, Mr. Stevens..."

"Ms. Johnson, you taste like heaven" He whispers against my lips. " I don't want anyone else's lips or tongue on you ever. You're mine, understand?" He grips my hair keeping my face close to his as I'm still coming down from that amazing orgasm.

I nod, unable to speak a coherent sentence.

He groans and pulls hair again. "Answer me correctly, Amber"

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Stevens." I huff out and a shiver runs over me.

A part of me loves when he talks to me with authority and the other part of me doesn't know why.

"Good girl" He kisses me quickly and lifts me off the counter.

"Where are we going?"

"Bedroom" he smirks.

We get to his room and puts me in the bed. I lay back and I watch him take off his pajama pants.

I moan at the sight of his member.

He climbs over me and slides two of his fingers back in me. "So wet for me."

I moan hard.

"Mmm Ms. Johnson, you are so ready." He reaches over to the nightstand and pulls a condom from the drawer, rips it open, sliding it on.

He positions hisself between my legs resting his dick on me. Brian reaches down gripping himself. He places the head at my opening and guides it in. I grip the sheets as he fills every space of me.

"You are so fucking tight, Amber" he groans

Just when I think he's all the way in, he leans down and kisses me hard then shoves the last bit of himself in. I cum immediately.

I wrap my legs around him as he thrusts rhythmically. My hands on his side,digging my nails into his skin with each forceful thrust feeling like the first.

I grind my hips matching his pace.

"Oh baby, tell me you feel it" He says into my ear as he starts thrusting harder.

I say though my loud moans "I feel it. God it feels so good. Make me cum, Brian"

He wraps his hand are my throat giving a firm squeeze. I moan loudly feeling the soft vibration of my vocal cords. His hand slides down over my breast and he squeezes it hard making me bite my bottom lip.

"I want you to beg me to make you cum. Tell me how bad you want it" He slows down and starting going in a circular motions forcing me to scratch his back.

"Ahh! shit, Amber!" he reaches for my hair and pulls it hard forcing my head to go back as he starts sucking on my neck.

I never thought I'd love rough sex as much as I do with him.

"Please, make me cum, Brian, Please!" I beg.

To my unfortunate surprise he pulls out. I frown, moaning in disappointment. "Noo"

Brian chuckles and turns me over on my stomach, smacking my ass hard, causing me to yelp

"Oh, you like that don't you?"

I know now that when he asks a question, I must give a direct answer, no moans or murmurs.

"Yes, I like it. Do it again" I say although it's slightly muffled by the covers.

He rubs my ass then smacks it again harder than the first cause a stinging pain. I squeeze the sheets, moaning loudly into the pillows as I feel myself get wetter.

"That's for talking to me the way you did that night in the diner. I've been wanting to spank this pretty little ass of yours since that day"

I look back at him and he has a side smirk on his face.

Mr. Stevens spanks me 4 more times. The last time so hard that I scream into the pillow, face red from the wicked punishment.

Still on my stomach he hovers himself over me, his dick resting on my stinging back side, and whispers in my ear. "Has my good girl learned her lesson?"

Slightly out of breath, I manage to murmur "Yes, Mr. Stevens"

"Now, tell Mr. Stevens what you want" He said sternly.

"I want to cum" I whisper.

"Good" He places the head of his dick back at my opening which is extremely wet and thrusts himself in me.

He gets into a rhythm, the sound of his pelvic and my backside colliding making a loud smacking sound. I cum over and over, screaming his name each time.

My fingers start to hurt from clenching the sheets so tight.

When Brian reaches close to coming, he lays his body against my back and slowly thrusts himself deep into me, making me moan and bite down on the pillow from his deepness.

"Cum for me Mr.Stevens" I whispers loud enough for him to hear me.

With one last hard deep thrust, making me cum with him, his body stiffens. Groaning loudly, he bites my shoulder, but not hard enough to seriously hurt.

We lay there for a moment breathing hard. I feel his heart beating on my back. My head is spinning and I can't even think straight. All I know is that was the best orgasm I've felt ever.

He rolls off of me and pulls himself out slowly making my body jerk one last time. I turn my head and he is laying on his back looking at me.

He reaches over and pulls me to him and I rest my head on his chest.

"I'm so happy I didn't have to work today" I say still slightly out of breath.

"Me too" he whispers.

That is the last thing we say to each other as we fall asleep.

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