Page 18 of Fur the Night

“Yes,” she panted, her hips writhing against him. “I want you inside me, please!”

Rylee couldn’t believe she was begging. Gage smirked from one side of his mouth, then proceeded to slide two fingers deep into her soaking pussy.

“GAGE!” Rylee cried out.

“God, baby,” he groaned, watching her expression the entire time. “You’re already so wet for me.”

He helped Rylee back her body against the counter to rest her raised leg upon it. He held onto her head while he fucked her with his strong fingers, circling the outside of her pussy and rubbing against her clit intermittently.

She rocked against him, truly losing herself in the moment. She had never had sex anywhere in public and certainly never in a club. She couldn't think enough about it to be worried, though. Gage somehow knew his way around her yearning heart, even though they had only fucked once beforehand.

She watched her tits bounce as Gage used two fingers inside her, then began applying pressure to her clit. It made her roll her eyes to the back of her head with delight, scraping her nails along the back of Gage’s neck.

“Do you like that, baby?” Gage asked softly.

She bit her lip and nodded, continuing to rock herself against his fingers. He began moving his thumb in perfect circles as she rode him, the slippery wet sound of her arousal nearly driving Rylee out of her mind.

She couldn’t believe how close she was to having an orgasm. She pumped herself against his fingers, begging to keep up the pace, moaning with such vigor as her hand began to crawl off the edge of the counter.

“Yes, Gage, yes!” she pleaded. “Oh, yes, I’m gonna come, baby!”

She could feel him watching her closely as his fingers drove into her hard, scraping her G-spot and clit at the same time. He bit his lip as she soared into the sky, grabbing hold of his shoulders for leverage as she came on his strong fingers.

“Oh, fuck, baby!” She moaned against him, digging her nails deep into his neck.

Gage growled into her ear as she rolled against him, waves of pleasure shooting through her body like magical lightning. He helped her ride that feeling for almost a whole minute, the pace slowing naturally and bringing her dazed and sparkly mind back to the bathroom of the Illuminate.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous,” Gage whispered.

Rylee was feeling dizzy but was still able to notice the giant bulge in Gage’s dress pants. She reached for it as he removed his fingers from her insides, the wet suction sound making her gasp.

It was as thick and wonderful as she remembered. Rylee lifted her eyes to Gage’s, who was studying her with an animalistic potency.

“It's your turn now, babe,” Rylee murmured, her voice as dark as dusk.

She began stroking his bulge, and Gage responded in kind. He pulled her off the counter by both her legs and ripped her panties off. He hiked her dress up higher and then placed her on the counter. Rylee spread her legs wide for him as he unbuckled his pants, still eyeing her like a fierce creature.

“I love fucking you, Rylee,” Gage whispered.

His voice made her whimper. She raised her legs higher on the counter and spread herself as wide as she could go. Gage pulled his cock out from his pants, and Rylee crooned, her pussy aching for him to fill her.

He shot his pants down, stepped out of them, and then approached her opening, holding himself by his shaft’s end. Rylee’s breath was hitching in her throat as she watched him slowly tease her opening, running the head of his dick along her folds and lightly smacking it against her sensitive clit.

“Baby,” she moaned. “God, you’re so bad.”

Gage was smirking again. Rylee braced her hands against the counter as he slid himself easily inside her, the two of them groaning as they finally became one with their bodies.

She leaned one hand forward, wrapping it around his neck. He breathed her scent in and sucked at her neck as he began thrusting, causing Rylee to cry out in rapture.

They moved together hastily, both of them bathing in each other's hedonistic features. Rylee felt so sexy being fucked with her dress still on. The urgency of the moment was so pivotal that there was no time to get completely naked. He powerfully thrust into her, pushing her head against the mirror as she met his strokes with the same velocity.

He was moaning and growling into her neck, her ear, biting and nibbling as the thrusting became more frantic. Rylee felt her body shaking as he slammed into her, his hard cock stroking her sensitive G-spot with every precious touch.

“Yes, Gage! Yes! Fuck me, baby!”

Gage responded by placing hands beneath her ass and then yanking at her legs. She was closer to him, nearly about to slide off the counter, but she adored his ferocious conviction. He fucked her, the echoing of their clapping skin enhancing the explicit vibrations of the moment.

Rylee was able to wrap her legs around his waist as he moved inside her and leaned further back against the counter. The marble was shaking with every thrust, which had evolved into a jackhammering rate. Rylee could hear herself whimpering, her orgasm absolutely at his mercy.