There was a moment of fumbling as Trevor undid his belt and trousers and pushed them down to his ankles. He had only taken off his jacket and tie after getting home and his shirttails were in the way.
"Off, Trevor," Olivia insisted, knowing what he was doing behind her and wanting him to be as bare as she. Her mind and body were too hazy as she stood there, bent over the counter, naked and trembling after his marvelous hands had already brought her one powerful climax.
Trevor unbuttoned just enough of the shirt so he could pull it over his head and toss it aside with the rest of their clothes. He took himself in hand and teased her wetness. Olivia gasped and whimpered and begged for him. He thrust inside her hard and furious. She cried out his name as his body covered hers. Olivia readjusted her stance and braced herself against the counter. Trevor's hot breath against her neck made her shiver. And he began to move inside her.
He'd started off with a steady pace, though he could hardly control himself from going faster and faster. He wanted to make her scream again, wanted to feel her clench and pulsate around his cock, but he didn't know if he'd last long enough.
Olivia was utterly surrounded by him. The cold stone of the countertop had turned hot from her body and slick from her sweat. Her panting breaths came out in high-pitched sounds with every sharp snap of his hips and wet slap of their bodies. God he was so good, it boggled the mind. Her hands scrabbled against the stone, seeking something to hold onto, reaching for him somehow but unable to reach him from this position. She was right on the edge, but tore herself from the precipice.
"Wait, Trevor," she forced herself to say.
Through the fog of his lust-filled mind, Trevor managed to stop moving. He pulled out from her, his throbbing cock weeping from the loss of her hot wetness. "What's wrong?" he asked worriedly. His voice was gravelly from his panting exertion.
Nearly falling over on weak knees as she did, Olivia managed to turn herself around to face him. "I need you," she said simply. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with everything she had. This was what she was missing, this closeness, this ability to see him and feel him and touch him as he was able to with her. Sometimes it was extremely erotic and exciting for him to take her from behind like that, feeling the power of him with all that leverage to take her hard. But she needed this right now. Why, she couldn't say. But she needed to kiss him and look into his eyes and tell him she loved him as they found their ecstasy together.
Olivia had been concerned that he'd done something wrong, that he was hurting her or she wasn't enjoying herself. But he was absolutely elated that what she wanted was this, to be able to kiss him and hold him. He found himself asking for the millionth time, how? How could this woman love him and want him like this? How was it even possible? Trevor wasn't sure he'd ever know the answer, but he would do everything in his power to honor it as best he could.
As they kissed, Trevor pulled her flush against him. His cock was trapped between them and painting their abdomens in Olivia's wetness. He kneaded the gorgeous flesh of her bum between his hands as her breasts pressed against the plane of his chest. Her tongue had surged into his mouth in a manner that always made his heart skip a beat.
Olivia pulled away to take a breath of air. "I love you," she whispered. "Make me come, Trevor."
"Jesus," he breathed, overwhelmed by the sheer eroticism of hearing her say those words, knowing how much she wanted him. If she weren't so overwhelmed by her arousal, she surely would have never said such things or blushed at the very thought of them.
With as much strength as he could muster, Trevor lifted Olivia up onto the counter. It was the exact right height for him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing him between her thighs as he pressed inside her once again. Their arms wrapped around each other once again and their kiss began anew as Trevor thrust in and out of her. She used the leverage of her legs to raise her hips and meet him with every move. They were so tangled together, neither was quite sure where one began and the other ended.
Olivia could feel herself getting close again. "Together," she begged against his lips. Trevor sped up, pounding into her harder and harder to chase his release. He felt himself spurt inside her just as her inner walls clamped down on him. Their moans of pleasure echoed through the kitchen as they both spasmed and eventually stilled.
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