Page 41 of Spyder
He laughs. “Hey, I don’t do that shitty generic stuff. What can I say, I guess I’m a coffee snob.”
“I’ll say.”
“You will thank me when you taste it.”
“Is that so?” I ask.
“Would I lie to you?”
“I would certainly hope not.”
The machine beeps, ending the cycle, and Derek pours me a cup. He’s got sugar and creamer out, so I dress my coffee and lean against the counter. He watches as I take a sip and I smile as the bold flavor hits my tongue.
“Okay, you’re not wrong. This coffee is really good,” I tell him.
“See? I’d never lie to you.”
We drink in companionable silence for a few moments and I can’t seem to take my eyes off of him. He’s just such a beautiful man that simply looking at him makes my heart skip a beat and sends a flutter through other, more sensitive parts of me. I give him a smile and set my mug down on the counter. As if he’s reading my mind, he sets his down as well then steps over to me.
No words are spoken between us, but then maybe there are no words needed. Derek pushes me up against the counter and leans down. Our mouths crash together, and he slips his tongue between my lips, swirling it around mine. I grip the back of his neck and pull him down closer to me, our kiss growing harder and more passionate.
He presses himself to me, his hands running down my back and I grind my hips against him, moaning softly as I feel the length and thickness of his cock. His moan is lost in my mouth as I slide my hand down and grip him through his jeans. The fire between my legs is already burning out of control, making me feel lightheaded, and the craving I feel for him is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.
I lean my forehead against his, taking a moment to catch my breath. “This is insane. I’ve never wanted somebody like this before.”
“That makes two of us. Except, I’ve wanted you like this since high school.”
His words hit me hard and nearly take my breath away. Hearing him say that he’s desired me like this for as long as he has surprises as much as it turns me on. I pull him down into another fierce kiss, our tongues twirling around each other in my mouth like a whirlwind that has me feeling dizzy and giddy at the same time.
I pull him around and push him up against the counter, then fall to my knees. I have his belt and pants unbuttoned and yanked down to his thighs in the blink of an eye, revealing his long, thick cock to me for the first time. I didn’t actually see it the last time we were together… only felt it. And as I gaze upon the length and girth of his shaft, I feel my insides turn to water.
Leaning forward, I circle the head of his cock with my tongue. Derek draws in a sharp breath as I tease the sensitive spot just beneath the head with the very tip of my tongue. Reaching out, I grab hold of the base of his shaft, squeezing it tight, and start to stroke it as I take the head of his staff into my mouth. I work my hand and mouth in unison, sucking and stroking firmly, and Derek moans out loud.
He runs his fingers through my hair and takes a firm grip, giving it a sharp tug that sends tendrils of fire across my skin. I tighten my fist around his dick, pumping it even harder, and his entire body tenses. The groan that floats from his mouth is long and echoes around the kitchen, and he gently pushes me away from him, looking down at me with a toothy grin.
“I’m not ready for it to be over just yet,” he says.
Derek kicks off his boots and steps out of his jeans as I get to my feet. He then picks me up as if I weigh nothing at all and sits me down on the kitchen counter. I part my legs for him as he steps forward and presses his mouth to mine. The heat and desperation in his kiss fuel the passion in me and I rake my nails across his back.
I shudder as Derek slides his hands underneath my dress, reveling in the feeling of his fingertips trailing along my skin. He grips the waistband of my panties and I raise my hips, allowing him to slide them down. Then, he drops to his knees, drapes my legs over his shoulders, and leans forward. His breath is warm on my intimate parts and makes me shudder deliciously.
Derek slides his tongue along my wet opening and when his tongue touches my clit, I cry out as a warm sensation explodes inside of me. I reach down and grab handfuls of his hair, pulling him to me. As Derek licks and laps at my center, I grind myself against him, trying to take his tongue even deeper inside of me. My skin feels like it’s on fire and I writhe on the counter as he takes my clit into his mouth, giving it a gentle nip that almost makes me cum on the spot.
The pressure is building low in my belly as Derek continues devouring me. My grip on his hair tightens and I pull him against me even harder, insatiable, the feeling of his tongue inside of me too much to bear. And when he takes my clit into his mouth again and sucks deeply on it, I reach the precipice and then tumble over the edge. My entire body locks up for a moment, my every muscle rigid and unyielding. But as I throw my head back and scream, I suddenly turn to jelly, quivering from head to toe as I cum. Derek keeps lapping at my burning core.
Slowly, my orgasm fades and as I catch my breath, Derek gets to his feet, and as our mouths crash together once more, he drives his stiff cock into me without warning. He stretches me open and there’s a sharp pinch of pain that makes the pleasure flowing through me even brighter. I bite my bottom lip, relishing the entire gamut of sensations coursing through me and wanting even more.
Derek starts to thrust himself into me, his long, thick cock plunging into the deepest parts of me. I lean forward and bite his shoulder, muffling my cries. But he keeps driving himself forward, piercing me deeply and hitting that spot that sets off explosions of ecstasy inside of me.
I grab hold of Derek’s shoulders, my nails biting into his skin. He lets out a low growl followed by a soft laugh.
“The last ones haven’t healed up yet, you know,” he says.
“Stop being such a big baby,” I reply with a wide grin on my face.
He finds my mouth with his, never breaking the hard, steady rhythm of Derek plunging his cock into me over and over. Everything inside of me is lighting up with pleasure and I don’t want him to stop. The feelings running through me are absolutely electric.
When he pulls me down off the counter, a frown of disappointment crosses my face. But when he spins me around and pushes me down over the counter, I smile. A moment later, he slides his cock between my velvety folds again, filling me up completely. Derek reaches up and grabs a handful of my hair, yanking it back hard as he can as he starts to fuck me.
