Lovers in law (12 page)

“I want to fuck you right now,”
Radford growled in desperation, reaching for my breasts.

His rough thighs had chafed
my nipples hard and he pinched them, frustration making him heavy
handed but I didn’t care. A man this gorgeous could be as rough and
ready as he liked with me and, from the flood of pleasure surging
through my breasts, my body didn’t care much either.

I stood up and his mouth found
mine, ravenous and demanding. He didn’t so much hold me in his arms
as absorb me into his body, his hands everywhere, his tongue
plunging into my mouth.

Breaking away was agony but I
disentangled myself and put my hand firmly in the centre of
Radford’s chest. This was my fantasy and I wanted to play it out
exactly as I’d imagined it. I pushed him back towards the bed.

“If you want to fuck me, lie
down,” I commanded, liking how eager Radford was to do exactly as
he was told. I love a big, bad boy who’s willing to take orders. “I
need to tell you a secret.”

Radford lay back against the
crisp, white sheets and reached for my breasts again as I straddled
him. “I love secrets,” he said, his eyes heavy-lidded with desire.
“Especially the sexy kind.”

He sat up to take my nipple
in his mouth but I pushed him back down and heard his sigh of
disappointment.

“It’s not your turn,” I reminded
him with a sharp slap on thigh. “It’s mine. You promised.”

Even if the semi-naked body and
creative tongue weren’t already doing it for me, Radford’s slow,
sexy smile would have. “You have thirty seconds to get to the point
or I’ll rule you inadmissible,” he warned. “I’ve waited long enough
for you.”

Liking that I had his complete
attention, I started kissing the hollows of his neck, working my
way down across his chest to the top of his boxers.

“That first day I met you,” I
confided as I kissed and licked my way down his body, “you made me
so horny I went straight home and fantasised about you.”

“Well there’s a coincidence.”
He flung up his arms above his head, content now to let me have my
way with him. “I had a few x-rated thoughts of my own that night
too.”

He sucked in his stomach as my hair
trailed across it, tickling him. I filed the information away – a
ticklish man was often a lot more biddable, I’d found, and so much
more fun to torment.

“You made me come three times,” I
went on, “…in my imagination.”

“Only three? I’m sure I can do
better in real life.”

“You promised me you did all your
best work in the nude,” I reminded him.

“Only I’m not in the nude…yet.”

Trust a lawyer to find a
loophole.

I edged the top of the shorts down
over the head of his cock and gasped at the sight of it. It was
beautiful. Even bigger than I’d imagined and, by the looks of it,
desperate to start work on giving us both a great deal of
pleasure.

I pulled the boxers down
slowly, revealing inch after glorious inch of the rock-hard shaft
jutting up from big, cum-filled balls and nestling in a bed of
thick, dark hair.

Delicious. All my favourite
flavours at once.

To get my first taste, I drew my
tongue up from his balls to the sensitive spot on the head where
the skin puckered and was pulled tight by the force of Radford’s
huge erection.

He moaned and arched his back,
thrusting his cock upwards. “Suck me,” he breathed. “I want your
mouth around my cock.”

But I wasn’t ready yet. Instead I
licked him again, and circled my tongue right around under the rim
of the purple head. He arched and thrust again but I dodged him.
Pre-cum slicked my lips and I licked it away, savouring a foretaste
of pleasures yet to come.

“In my fantasy, you were lying back
on crisp, white sheets like these,” I continued, pulling his shorts
right off and throwing them far out of reach. “And you had your
hand around your cock, rubbing and squeezing.”

“With you in the room?” Radford
seemed surprised at the missed opportunity.

“You were making it even bigger and
harder, just for me,” I said, my hands pushing his legs apart
slightly so I could find his balls.

Radford’s eyes closed in ecstasy
and his hips melted back into the bed as he surrendered to my
fingers.

“I want to watch you now,” I said.
“Show me how you pleasure yourself.”

With a wicked smile,
Radford’s hand snaked down his body before his fingers clenched
around his cock. His eyes never left mine as his hand moved up and
down, deliberately taunting and teasing me, showing off this
perfect piece of manhood to tempt me, re-enacting my
fantasy.

It was the hottest thing I’d
ever seen.

Every muscle in Radford’s body
tensed in time to each stroke. He lost himself completely in the
sensations focusing in his groin as if the only thing in the world
was pleasure.

“You too,” he urged, his breathing
taking on the slow rhythm of his very naughty hand. The foreskin
pulled back from the head of his cock, daring me to take it in my
mouth, the tip coated with pre-cum again. “I want to watch you too.
Touch your pussy for me.”

I shuddered at the pain that
shot through me when my fingertip grazed my clit. The bud rested
hard and proud against my bone, needing to be touched and kissed
and released like the rest of my body. It ached to have Radford’s
lips around it again and burned to the touch.

I slicked my finger back and
forwards between the folds of my sex, conscious that Radford had
shifted so he could see exactly what I was doing. He couldn’t help
but lick his lips, remembering how good I’d tasted so many hours
ago, his mouth ravenous to renew its acquaintance with my smooth,
saturated pussy.

I made sure he could see when I
slipped two fingers inside my sex, knowing it would drive him wild.
A sudden bolt of pleasure shot through me when I rubbed my G-spot,
squeezing my stomach tight and forcing out a ragged sigh of
desire.

“Do it again,” Radford begged, his
hand quickening around his cock. “I want to see. You’re so fucking
hot.”

My eager fingers repeatedly
flicked the sensitive spot inside me while the other hand still
massaged Radford’s balls. A minute longer and I’d make myself come
but Radford Byrne was not a man to be experienced at a
distance.

I wanted him to give me my first
orgasm. I needed that titanic cock of his buried inside me and
pounding hard while he pressed me down against the bed.

And from the amount of pre-cum
glistening on the tip of his cock, he was as ready and eager as I
was.

Unable to resist him for a moment
longer, I swooped down and engulfed Radford’s cock in my mouth,
taking him deep down my throat and sucking hard.

“Oh my God,” Radford cried on a
sharp breath, holding my hair off my face so he could watch my
mouth moving up and down. “You are amazing. Don’t stop. Please
don’t stop.”

He thrust up into my mouth,
his hips picking up the rhythm of my hand. The unfamiliar contours
of his mouth-wateringly, wonderful cock set the tip of my tongue
exploring the veins and ridges all around it. I’d never tasted
anything so good before, nor been to bed with a man as huge as
Radford.

Gargantuan was an
understatement when it came to the thick, swollen column thrusting
up from his balls. My lips stretched wide around it, not daring to
believe my luck at its size, my heart racing at the thought of it
splitting my pussy wide apart.

Suddenly, I couldn’t hold back any
longer. I had to have him and sat up, bracing my hands against his
chest.

He closed his eyes and sighed with
relief as I guided his cock towards the lips of my pussy. They
parted like a soft kiss around the smooth, purple head and
stretched to swallow the first inch of the biggest, most beautiful
cock I’d ever had.

I let out a long, slow sigh of
lust, trying to relax so I could drink him down whole.

Radford’s hands clutched my
hips, taking my weight as I lowered myself tentatively inch by
breathtaking inch. The walls of my sex stretched wide at first but
then clenched around it, drawing Radford’s cock deeper and deeper
inside my impatient body.

In m
y fantasy, Radford had known exactly how to please me but
the real life version literally went the extra inch. He filled and
satisfied me like no other man ever had. Every movement he made,
every touch and kiss, deliberately pushing me closer to the
edge.

Having only half his cock
buried inside me made him impatient for the rest. He thrust his
hips up suddenly, forcing himself in deeper before I was ready and
making me cry out in surprise.

“Wait,” I begged, wriggling down
another inch. “Slowly. Gently. It’s too big.”

He sat up and kissed my
breathless mouth. “You’re making me too big. It’s huge and hard
because you’re so hot.”

His big hands cradled my bum,
holding me steady and giving the walls of my pussy time to relax
that last little bit. Even though he must have been straining to
thrust inside me, Radford held back, concentrating on kissing me
senseless.

One long finger sneaked in between
my cheeks to massage my anus and I convulsed against him. Every
nerve ending burned white hot. I’d never experienced pleasure like
it.

And this was only foreplay.

“Do you like that,” he asked
needlessly, forcing his finger harder against me. “Do you want me
to fuck you there too?”

I couldn’t answer. His finger
bought a whole new swathe of sensations to the maelstrom already
surging around my pussy, taking my breath away.

Ready or not, I forced myself
down hard onto his cock until his rough pubes scratched my swollen
clit. The walls of my sex resisted at the first hesitant strokes up
and down his thick shaft but the pain only added to the excitement
as I picked up speed.

Radford collapsed back
against the sheets, spread out against the cool, white cotton, just
as I’d imagined. He was truly one hot fantasy come to life.
Although the miraculous pleasure building around my sex felt all
too real.

Radford struggled for breath, his
chest heaving at the climax that threatened to explode through him.
His skin glistened with sweat in the soft light – as if I needed
evidence of how much I excited him.

“Faster,” he groaned. “Fuck me
harder.”

His hands clutched my hips forcing
me down onto his cock with increasingly powerful strokes as he
bucked and writhed under me.

I love it when a man’s this
vulnerable. When he’ll do anything to satisfy himself. Go to any
lengths to come and surrender himself completely to down and dirty
lust.

But instead of going faster, I
tormented him by slowing down. Even though a few more thrusts would
have sent me plunging into orgasm.

We had forty-eight hours. All the
time in the world. Where was the fire?

Inside Radford, apparently.

Before I knew what was happening,
Radford overbalanced me and I fell sideways on the bed, his cock
sliding out of my pussy.

I gave a cry of
disappointment but it was stifled by Radford’s mouth coming down on
mine. He rolled on top of me, pushing my legs wide apart with his
rough, hairy thighs and pinning my hands above my head.

“You’re not the only one with a
fantasy,” he whispered. “And this is mine.”

He rammed himself back inside me,
the weight of his body and the force of his thrusts pushing his
cock up hard against the limits of my pussy.

I screamed. “Stop. It’s too
much.”

But it wasn’t too much and I
wrapped my legs around his back, opening my body up to him
completely. My thighs held him prisoner inside me and he couldn’t
have escaped, even if he’d wanted to.

Radford’s gigantic cock, growing
bigger and harder with every plunge, was unyielding against my
G-spot. A ridge half way down the thick shaft pressed hard against
it – in and out. Stroking, arousing and fuelling the fires of
passion that turned my pussy into an inferno.

“Harder,” I cried as the
first rush of orgasm surged through me. “Faster. Fuck me harder.
You’re making me come.”

Radford pushed his hand under my
arse, holding me tight against his cock as he exploded into me.
Goosebumps down his spine told me he was coming too.

He cried out, pleasure
transporting him into a world that began and ended where our two
bodies joined.

He took me with him.

The walls of my pussy
tightened around his cock and rippled along its length. My G-spot
and clit detonated simultaneously and I dropped into orgasm,
falling and falling as wave after wave of pleasure engulfed
me.

I called out Radford’s name and dug
my fingers into his taut bum, pressing down hard with each thrust.
He moved automatically, no longer in control of his body. Instinct
had taken over, driving him on until his balls shot hot cum deep
inside me.

His groan of release was horny,
base and filthy, and in perfect harmony with my own.

Radford Byrne had just given me the
greatest sex I’d ever had in my life and the biggest orgasm. Our
bodies meshed perfectly together, every pleasure point on my skin
matching one on his.

His hard to my soft. His rough to
my smooth. His huge cock to my tight pussy.

A match made in the kind of heaven
where there are very few angels – only delightful, badly behaved
men.

Spent, Radford relaxed and tried to
move his weight but I pulled him down heavily on top of me. I
adored the secure bulk of him, anchoring me to the bed after
floating on pleasure for so long. I wrapped my arms around his neck
and pulled him closer.