Laying a Foundation: Bonus volume: Includes series prequel, The Groundbreaking (The Love Under Construction Series) (36 page)

“Okay? Hanging in there?” he asked.

“Yeah. It’s just been a long, long time. But I want it too,” she almost begged, and he felt her press gingerly against him again, her movement dizzying him and urging him on.

Tony moved back again, then pushed in farther still, patient but eager to claim her ass as his. Slowly, a little at a time, he buried his entire length in her, and she moaned heartily and pushed against him. “Ready, little girl?”

“Oh, yeah, baby. I’m ready, past ready. I need you so bad . . .”

Tony pulled out, grabbed her around her waist and set her on all fours, then slid into her again, a smooth, graceful motion. Nikki felt every cell in her body light up like a marquee on Broadway, and her skin tingled with the excitement of something she’d missed so much. He set up a gentle rhythm, then reached around her to tease her clit mercilessly with one hand and twist and pull a hard, swollen nipple with the other, trying not to put too much weight on her. But that was why she’d worked so hard in the gym – to be fit and strong. That work paid off as she braced herself to take his weight, enjoying the feeling of him resting on her back as he took her.

Nikki let out a sultry moan, crying out through her arousal. Tony kept up the vigorous pumping deep in her ass and the methodical stroking of her clit, twisting and pulling her nipple with abandon. She kept moaning and crying out in pain and pleasure, feeling the orgasm building in her belly, her pussy aching, wanting to be filled.

“My god, angel, you’re so damn tight,” Tony choked out, keeping the sensations building in her clit.

“Faster, baby, faster,” she urged him on. “I need to come, please? Oh, god, it’s so good, I can’t stand it.”

Tony grabbed Nikki around the waist again and hoisted both of them up to their knees, but she was so overcome with sensation that she couldn’t stay upright; she fell forward on the bed, gripping the sheets to hold herself in place, her face and breasts resting on the bed, her round, tight ass in the air for Tony’s pleasure. He reached around her, still stroking her engorged clit, and began a boisterous ramming, faster and harder, until she was screaming his name, ecstatic and uninhibited.

“Don’t hold it back, love. Come for me – come hard!” Tony shouted, and Nikki’s body shuddered under him, her orgasm driving her to scream and grip the sheets furiously, her ass hot and needy, the stretch and friction she felt stealing the breath from her lungs. He felt his body readying and he rammed her wildly as he came, his scorching cum pouring into her until it ran down the insides of her legs.

He stopped everything and straightened up, still on his knees. She was trembling and clutching the sheets, his dick still buried in her up to his balls. She looked so damn gorgeous, her hair a wild mess, her sweet ass in the air, and he raised his hands and slapped her backside. She let out a loud, throaty groan but didn’t move a muscle. He pulled out of her slowly and watched his cock reappear, reddened by her tightness, and more cum ran out of her and down her leg.

Falling onto his back on the bed beside her, gasping for breath, he looked over at her. Her face was inches from his, but her eyes were closed in what looked like utter peace, her ass resting on her heels. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so beautiful. My god, you’re something,” he whispered, but she didn’t respond. “Babe, you okay?” He pushed her hair back so he could see her sweet face clearly.

She bit her lower lip coyly and opened her big cerulean eyes. “Yeah, I’m good. Great, in fact. That was awesome. But my pussy is so empty. I need you to fuck me, Tony, please? Fuck me hard. Oh god,” she purred, the muscles in her belly knotting in need.

Tony’s eyebrows shot up and his eyes opened wide. “Seriously?” he asked. He couldn’t believe it – he was sure she’d be done, but she wanted more, was practically begging him.

She closed her eyes again and nodded. Her legs straightened so she was lying face down, and she rolled toward him. “You didn’t want a condom, so you’ll need to do cleanup – really good cleanup.”

Tony reached for more wipes and cleaned himself. Thinking there’d be more action anytime soon was overly-optimistic, though – he was spent. She’d emptied him completely like he’d never been emptied before. “Better?” he asked, pointing at his fading cock for her approval of his cleanup job.

“I don’t know. You tell me.” Nikki smiled a wicked little smile and, before he could say or do anything else, she slid down, snuggled in between his legs, and took the head of his cock into her rosy mouth. Tony dropped his head back in blessed agony and let out a long, lusty moan as she sucked his cock head for all she was worth, and he felt himself hardening fast to the point of pain, the blood rushing in at an alarming speed. Rimming the ridge around the head with her hot tongue, she moved to tease his frenulum until he started to moan again. Then that sweet tongue meandered down his shaft, and her luscious lips followed, taking in more and more of him until his whole length was in her mouth, her nose sensuously brushing his abs. His manhood hardened and lengthened under her expertise, and she started a hearty stroking down his length with her mouth as she gripped the base of his cock in her hand, tenderly fondling his balls with the other hand.

Tony was bombarded with sensations. She was good – really, really good. It felt like she was sucking an orgasm right out of him like a milkshake through a straw. He flexed his pelvis sacrificially toward her, and she responded by taking her soft lips farther down onto his rigid shaft. His fingers dug into her wild, glowing hair, wrapping it around his hand, and he looked down to watch her sucking him with an eagerness that thrilled him. She was honoring his cock with those soft lips and that raspy tongue, and he couldn’t look away – it was too heavenly.

As he watched her, she looked up at him and their gazes locked magnetically. Her eyes seemed to almost flash silver, and the look he saw in their depths spread heat all over his body – the piercing stare of a fierce and hungry tigress devouring her prey. The jolt of pure sexual energy she sent through him with that single look was so strong that it was almost frightening. He tipped his pelvis up again to meet her constricting mouth, and she went down, his cock going past her gag point and down her throat, her eyes watering as she looked into his. Tony felt his balls drawing up tight and he cried out, “God, Nikki, I can’t take it – I’m coming!”

“Oh no you don’t!” she said matter-of-factly, sitting up abruptly and turning loose of his cock. Tony’s mouth flew open to protest but before he could speak, she threw a leg across him and, taking his shaft in her hand, lowered herself completely onto him and began to ride him.

Tony watched her and was blown away. She rode him with total abandon, her hips grinding as she slid downward, moaning every time his stone-hard dick smacked her dead end. As she moved, she growled ferociously over and over, and he slid a hand up the hardening muscles of her torso to her breast, pinching and pulling a nipple as hard as he dared while he tormented her swollen clit over and over with the thumb and fingers of the other hand. Her breasts bounced, and the sight of her, the sensual way she moved, her fervent cries as she stroked up and down on his hardness, made him ache deep down. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she might pass out from her mounting climax.

She moaned loudly, “Oh, Tony, baby, I’m coming!” Her abdominal muscles drew tight as he watched, and she dropped herself completely onto his cock and shook as she came, her pussy gripping him in ripples.

When her orgasm subsided, Tony flipped them both over. With her feet planted on the fronts of his shoulders, he rose up on his knees and began to administer a relentless, hard-driving pounding to her begging pussy, his hands gripping the backs of her thighs. “God, Tony, more! Faster, harder, baby, please, please!” she pleaded, her whole body convulsing in another orgasm, her impassioned screams filling the room. He felt himself nearing climax; he was having trouble understanding how it could be happening so fast, every muscle in his body tensing in anticipation of the moment the energy building in him would peak and he’d force his essence into her. Her hips continued to flex as she wrung the orgasm out of him, and when she dropped her legs, he fell flat on top of her, gripped her ass, and ground into her, giving her everything he had left.

They both stilled, and he slid his arms up to and around her waist. His face was buried in her hair, and he turned to kiss her earlobe. “Good?” she asked in a whisper, and she wove her fingers through his silky, wavy locks.

He sighed loudly. “God, Nik, are you serious? I’ve never felt like that in my life,” he groaned into her ear, then traced his tongue around its edge. She giggled.

Still inside her, he rolled them onto their sides, and she threw her leg over his hip. He didn’t want to pull out of his woman, not now, not ever.

They fucked like rabbits all afternoon, all over the house. It seemed impossible to Tony that he could be so turned on for so long and stay so damn hard, but it was undeniable – she had a powerful, almost magical effect on him, and when her body beckoned to him, his rose to the occasion. Nikki didn’t deny him anything; whatever he wanted her to do, or wanted to do to her, she offered up to him like a gift, the best gift anyone had ever given him. When his fingertips grazed her trembling flesh, he felt as if he were touching a treasure to be cherished or abused at his will, one he’d never take for granted or hurt in any way.

As for Nikki, she’d never been with a man who satisfied her as completely as Tony did. He made love to her like she was a fragile china doll and then, ten minutes later, fucked her like she was a lusty bar room whore. Better yet, he seemed to know which to do and when. Whatever he asked for, she gave gladly; when she asked for more, harder, faster, he poured it on, and she took it and pleaded for more. She had never hurt so bad or felt so good, or felt so cherished and so used at the same time, and couldn’t explain it, just enjoyed it, loved it, drank it in and wanted more. The simple sight of him stroking into her, the potency of his desire, unwound and unfettered, made her want him like she’d never wanted any other man. Exhaustion and energy mingled inside her, and she decided all she needed in life was sleep, food, and sex – more sex. With Tony, and only Tony.

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he rest of the weekend had flown by. Tony had bound Nikki wrist to ankle, splayed her open for his viewing pleasure, and licked her clit with maddening flicks, but wouldn’t let her come until she’d screamed out loud that she was his dirty slut. Thirty minutes later, he’d held her tenderly and made love to her like she was the only woman in the world and he was having a worship experience. Blueberries had been consumed off of each other’s naked bodies, they’d fucked like animals on the balcony in the dark, and laughed as they told each other old stupid dirty jokes. They’d even managed to pull themselves together for dinner with Carter and Adelaide as they’d agreed to during the flight in, but they both would’ve preferred to stay in bed, and that’s exactly where they went as soon as they got back from dinner.

The flight back on Monday was uneventful. Nikki had trouble walking without everyone knowing how sore she was, and Tony had admitted he didn’t know men could get sore from sex, but apparently they could. He’d complained that his dick was raw, and Nikki had told him he sounded like a pussy – her pussy, specifically, which was suffering indescribably. And both had smiled while they were complaining.

They rode home from the airstrip and talked about the sex all the way to Nikki’s house. It was refreshing to Tony to see how easy it was to talk about it with her, what they’d liked, what they’d like to do again, what they’d like to try, and it wasn’t embarrassing or strained. Matter of fact, he had to admit she was easy to talk to about anything and everything. When they pulled up to the house, they both grew quiet. To him, the thought of leaving her there and not waking up beside her in the morning was almost more than he could consider. And he had more bad news.

She could tell something was bothering him before he ever spoke. “Out with it,” she barked unceremoniously as they sat in the car, and he let go a deep sigh.

“Nik, the next month is going to be very hard. I don’t know how much time we’ll have together. It’s the end of the fiscal year for the company, so it’s also tax time. That means long work days, pulling lots of records, that kind of thing.”

Nikki frowned. “Can I help?”

Tony’s eyes widened and he smiled. “Actually, you might be able to, especially when it comes to pulling files, copying documents, sorting, that type of thing. Cheryl and I could always use an extra pair of hands.”

“Then I’m your girl!” Nikki smiled.

Tony took her hands in his and gazed down into her face, the love and trust in those turquoise eyes making his heart nearly pound out of his chest. “But know that as soon as the Fourth of July rolls around, things will get better automatically. The tax issues and corporate filings are due June twenty-ninth, the last business day of the month, and my whole family will be here for the holiday. Then I’ll be able to breathe. So can you hang in there with me for one month? I promise it’ll get better after that.”