Chapter 248
**Sara**
I whimpered at the loss of contact, but he was already unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. His cock sprang free, hard, and ready for action.
My mouth watered at the sight of it. Tom's cock was thick and throbbing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. I couldn't wait to taste him.
He leaned down and captured my lips in a heated kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with urgency. I kissed him back just as fiercely, my hands sliding down to stroke his cock. He groaned into my mouth, his hips bucking slightly as I wrapped my fingers around him.
The kiss deepened, becoming almost feral. He bit down on my bottom lip, the sharp sting sending a jolt of arousal straight to my core. I moaned against his mouth, my hand pumping his cock faster.
I pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting our lips. "Get on your knees," he commanded, his voice rough with desire.
I slid off the counter and sank to my knees in front of him, my eyes level with his impressive length. My hand continued to stroke him as I leaned in and licked the tip, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum.
"Fuck, Sara," he groaned, his hands tangling in my hair. "You look so fucking hot like this."
I smirked up at him before taking him into my mouth. The weight of his cock on my tongue was intoxicating. I bobbed my head up and down, taking him deeper with each pass. My hand stroked what I couldn't fit in my mouth, twisting and squeezing in rhythm with my movements.
Tom's grip on my hair tightened, guiding me as I sucked him off. "Shit, that feels amazing," he panted, his hips thrusting slightly.
I hummed around his cock, the vibration making him moan louder. His reaction spurred me on, and I sucked harder, hollowing out my cheeks as I took him deeper.
"Fuck, Sara," he groaned again, his voice strained. "I'm gonna come if you keep that up."
Challenge accepted.
I redoubled my efforts, taking him as deep as I could until he hit the back of my throat. My hand pumped faster, twisting and squeezing in time with my bobbing head. His cock twitched in my mouth, a clear sign he was close.
Just when I thought he might actually let me finish him off like this, he pulled out suddenly. His hand, still gripped tightly in my hair, kept me from moving back too far.
"I should stop you," he panted, but before either of us could process what was happening, he came hard.
Hot spurts of cum splashed across my face and lips. Some dribbled down onto my tits. For a second, there was nothing but ragged breathing and the slick sound of cum hitting skin.
Tom looked down at me with wide eyes as if he couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Shit," he muttered under his breath.
I couldn't help but laugh softly as I wiped a bit off with one finger and licked it clean with an exaggerated motion that made Tom groan again despite himself.
"Well," I said with a playful grin while licking another drop from the corner of my lips, "that was unexpected."
"You look fucking hot covered in cum," he said almost reverently.
"Glad you think so," I said, wiping a bit off my cheek with one finger and licking it clean. "But now, I need a shower."
Tom's eyes darkened as he watched me lick the cum off my finger. "Don't think you're getting off that easy," he growled, pulling me up to my feet.
I smirked, my body still buzzing with arousal. "Oh, I don't plan on getting off easy. I plan on getting off hard."
His hands gripped my hips, lifting me onto the counter again. His cock was still hard, and I could feel it pressing against my thigh as he leaned in to kiss me. The taste of him was still on my lips, and it only made me want him more.
"Turn around," he commanded, his voice low and rough.
I did as he said, bracing myself on the counter as I felt his hands slide down my back to grip my ass. He spread my cheeks, and I shivered in anticipation.
"Fuck, your ass is perfect," he muttered before giving it a sharp slap. The sting sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my pussy, and I moaned, pushing back against him.
"Don't tease," I begged, wiggling my ass at him. "Fuck me already."
"Impatient, aren't we?"
I opened my mouth to retort but gasped as he slid a finger into my wet pussy. He pumped it in and out slowly, his other hand spreading my cheeks wider.
"You're so fucking wet," he murmured. "You want my cock inside you?"
"Yes," I panted, rocking back against his hand. "Please."
He gave my ass a sharp slap, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. "You think I'm just gonna give it to you?" he taunted, his voice dripping with amusement.
I whimpered, my body aching for him. "Please, Tom. I need your cock."
"Not so fast," he chuckled, pulling his finger out and slapping my ass again. "You need to earn it."
I groaned in frustration, my hips bucking back, desperate for any kind of friction. "What do I have to do?"
"Beg," he said simply.
I bit my lip, hating and loving the way he was making me work for it. "Please, Tom. Please fuck me with your cock."
He hummed in approval but still didn't give me what I wanted. Instead, he slid his fingers through my wetness, teasing my clit before sliding them back inside me.
"Is that all you've got?" he asked, his tone mocking.
I whimpered again, pushing back against his hand. "Please, Tom. Fuck me hard with your cock. I need you inside me."
He slapped my ass once more, harder this time. The sharp sting made me cry out in pleasure-pain.
"That's better," he murmured. "But not quite enough."
"Goddammit, Tom!" I yelled in frustration. "Fuck me already!"
He laughed, the sound deep and mocking. "Desperate, are we?" His fingers continued their slow torment inside my pussy, just enough to keep me on edge but not nearly enough to push me over.
"Fuck you," I muttered, but it came out as more of a plea than an insult.
"Oh, you will," he said with a smirk. And then, to my utter shock, he pulled his fingers out and walked away.
"What the fuck?" I turned my head to watch him go, my pussy throbbing with need. "Where the hell are you going?"
He didn't answer. Just disappeared down the hall towards my bedroom, leaving me standing there, naked and frustrated as hell. I could still feel the ghost of his touch on my skin, making it impossible to think about anything else.
I tapped my foot impatiently, the seconds stretching into what felt like hours. "Tom!" I called after him. "Get your ass back here!"
No response. My mind raced with all the possible things he could be doing in there. Maybe he was just grabbing a condom? Or...
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