It was a Friday just like any other. Kylie slumped into her couch after a long day at work. She had no energy or interest in hitting the gym tonight but was definitely craving pizza. I’ve been a good girl all week she thought to herself digging for the phone in her purse. Classic pepperoni would do the job tonight. While she waited for the guy to get there with her pie, she slipped into something more comfortable for a night at home with Netflix. Thirty minutes later there was a knock at the door, a long awaited one. Kylie’s stomach was starting to growl. She opened the door smiling. There he stood six feet of chocolatey goodness. Her eyes were transfixed to his.
“Large pepperoni,” he said pulling the pizza box from the bag he carried. Kylie didn’t move. She had seen him a few times before. He was always really pleasant and chatty. The name tag on his chest read Erik. He smiled down at her still holding the pizza out to her, but she did not move. Something about him was different today.
“Are you okay?” he asked, finally snapping Kylie out of her trance.
“I’m fine,” she said averting her eyes.
“It just seemed like you were staring a little,” he said pulling out the receipt.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” she put the pizza on the counter just behind the door. “I guess something just seems a little different about you.” His smile widened so that she could now see a perfect row of teeth.
He held the receipt and pen out to her, “Well tonight’s my last delivering. Just got a job in Charlotte.”
“Congrats,” Kylie genuinely smiled taking the paper from him. Their hands brushed each other. There was a tiny spark that sent a warm feeling right through her. Kylie jumped a little dropping the pen. She found herself taking a deep whiff of him as they both bent down to pick up the pen. Their heads bumped. He had been a little busy peeking down her very tight v-neck tee.
“I’m so sorry,” he said placing his left hand against her head where they had touched. It was his turn to get lost in her eyes. Erik stood there silently; his hand slid down to her cheek. Her honey brown eyes shown brightly in the dim lighting. Both their hearts raced, but neither dared to break the gaze or the silence. Kylie could feel a heat growing between her legs and knew in no time the wetness would soak her panties and light material of the shorts she was wearing. Frank, Kylie’s neighbour from across the way, appeared with his little dog barking his head off at Erik. The tension dissipated.
“Shut up Tiger,” Frank bellowed at the dog, an odd name seeing that it was a little white thing. They disappeared inside their apartment.
Erik hung his head and handed Kylie the pen, “I-I didn’t mean to”. She just smiled and signed the check adding a large tip. She knew what she was feeling was real, and didn’t want him to leave just yet.
“So this is the last time I’m going to see you?”
“Yeah. Unless you make another order tonight,” he joked.
“Are you this nice to all your customers?” she probed hoping he’d say no.
“What do you mean?”
“Do they all know you have a degree in psychology? That you dabbled in IT? That you’re moving to Charlotte?”
“No. You’re the only one I’ve ever told any of that,” he said looking quite nervous, not sure where this was going. Kylie smiled coyly still holding on to the receipt.
“Well in that case,” she said taking a step closer to him. Propping herself up on her tiptoes, she kissed him square in the centre of his mouth. Caught in shock Erik took a minute to respond in kind, but when he did, it was fierce. He wrapped his arm around her, keeping her on her toes. She dropped the paper and pen onto the floor and wrapped both arms around his neck. They stepped backwards into the living room, but he was basically carrying her with the height difference. Their lips pushed violently against each other as her tongue slipped in and out of his mouth. Erik swung the door shut behind him.
Pausing for breath, she surveyed his body sauntering toward the couch. She zeroed in on the obvious erection that had developed at the front of his pants. Kylie ran her fingers across her lips imagining how good he must taste. He watched the way she lusted after him, and it drove him crazy. He wanted to rip that flimsy white top right off her and definitely wanted to get rid of the barely there pink material that stood between him and the one thing he now craved. She turned pushing him backwards into the couch. There was that smile again.
She mounted him, her butt cheeks peeking out from under her shorts. Her lips brushed against his neck, planting tiny kisses and nibbling lightly. Erik’s hands slid under her tee caressing her silky skin. His hands started to work on relieving her of her bra. Short order was made of that. Kylie’s nipples perked up as Erik sucked on them as if his life depended on it. He twirled them around his tongue, and let the edges of his teeth brush against them. The harder he sucked, the more she grinded her body against his. Her chest heaved; she worked to keep her breath under control. Her moans caressing his ear along with the motion of her hips over his trapped dick was starting to chip away at him, but he wasn’t ready yet. They had just started.
“You need to slow down,” he whispered to her placing his hands on either hip to stop her.
“Or maybe I need to turn it up,” she quickly replied levering herself off him. She quickly disposed of her t-shirt, exposing nothing but almond skin, and fell to her knees. She was right between his legs and wanted to finally get a sample of him. She rubbed her palm along his jeans where the bulge was pleading to be freed. She unzipped the pants pulling both those and his boxers down just enough. She was greeted by the so-called “one-eyed monster”, and boy was this one monstrous. Feeling a little intimidated by the share length and girth, Kylie glanced up Erik who was smirking. He placed a hand over hers letting her know it would be okay. She took the beast with both hands and started to lick and stroke the shaft. She could feel it pulsating in her hands as she placed her mouth over the head and sucked in hard. His entire body reacted releasing a very loud grunt. Erik let his eyes roll back and gave into feeling 100% of all the good things she was doing to him.
Kylie slid her hands up and down his shaft even faster while sucking on the head like a lollipop. Her head bobbed up and down furiously, and she could feel him about to crumble in her hands. Suddenly she stopped, and rose to her feet; not quite done with him yet she thought. She slowly removed the tiny pink shorts and the delicate black silk panties she wore. His face lit up at the sight of her exposed flesh. Erik pulled himself to the edge of the couch running his hands along her outer thigh. He rested his lips just above the pelvis and started to kiss his way lightly toward his prize. His muscular arms forced her body closer to his. In a single movement, he hoisted her leg and dove right in.
“Damn you’re already so wet,” he said looking up at her. She could do nothing more than grin, and guide his head back toward her. His tongue brushed sweetly against her clit. It smelt good in there. Kylie rubbed her hands across his head. Erik moaned against her already quivering flesh sending her into full ecstasy. He let his teeth brush against the clit ever so lightly before he took it into his mouth. Two fingers slip into her hole as he sucked violently. Up, down; up, down, his fingers slid rapidly in and out of her. Kylie’s body bowed as she let out a roaring scream.
“Ah! Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” she could barely breathe.
“Cum in my mouth,” he muttered against her. His motion became more rapid and intent. He really wanted to taste all that she could offer. Her hands pushed Erik’s head deeper into her. She could barely stand it but definitely didn’t want it to end. Finally, it became too much, and she let it all run down over him. The hot liquid ran down his arm as his tongue lapped at her pussy. Her body shook in his embrace, her legs starting to give way. She landed on top of him, both of them smiling.
“Your turn,” she said kissing his lips. Still, over him, she grabbed onto his hard cock and glided it into her. The both released an audible sigh.
“You’re so tight,” he moaned as Kylie started to slowly ride him.
“And you are so god damn big,” she stammered out between breaths. Her hips turned in a circle as the up and down motion became more rapid. His fingers flicked her turgid nipples, sending her into overdrive. Her body could not handle much more as she erupted again screaming his name. Her back arched and fingernails dug into his arm. He smiled and revelled in the sound of her calling his name. Resting her head in the curve of his neck, she fell limply onto his body. He smelt like Polo Black and sex. And what really could smell better? He wrapped both arms around her and let her lay there for a moment, but by no means was he done with her.
In one swift move, he turned over with his luminescent body hovering over hers. Their eyes caught sight of each other. There was longing but so much more between them. He lowered his head slowly toward her, their gaze never breaking. He stopped just above her lips as she let out a deep sigh; she was becoming impatient in this game. He rubbed his jaw against her sliding his shaft into her. Kylie’s fingers curled around his bicep as the sting of his presence rolled over her. He wanted her to feel the intention behind every stroke, so Erik moved very slowly smiling down at her pleading glances. He could feel her walls pulling at him making the movement even more difficult. He wanted to go deeper, wanted to make her shatter at the core, so he grabbed both her ankles and formed a V with her legs. He turned his hips in a hula-hoop motion as he continued his slow assault on her. Forcing her legs a little further apart, he let the right one fall. Erik was once again going to double-down his attack. He swirled her clit with his thumb. Kylie wiggled at the increase of pleasure.
“Harder,” she demanded.
He complied, pounding into her body at full force. Her chest heaved in breathlessness, a sight Erik enjoyed dearly. Her pussy became even more demanding, gripping tightly, and pulling on him. Kylie bit down on her bottom lip, closed her eyes, and let the building tension flood over her. Finally, the body surrendered and crumbled beneath him. Simply trying to hold on, her fingernails dug deeply into him, while letting out a deep and telling grunt. She had never broken apart like this before, and she loved it. Now that he had given what she deserved, he wanted the same.
Erik pushed on. His pace became slow and deliberate. Her body swirled against his. She pulled her body up as they bucked against each other. Bracing her body with one arm, she used the other to caress his nipples.
“What are you doing to me?” he barked between grunts.
“Just what you did to me,” Kylie replied with a smirk on her face.
She could feel that he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. She twisted and turn on his nipples until he erupted inside her with a loud yelp and breathy grunts. They collapsed backwards on the couch with him still inside her.
“Kylie,” her name was whisper off his lips.
“I know,” Kylie replied.
They shifted positions, turning onto their sides. They stared into each other’s eyes saying nothing. She leant forward and kissed his neck, then his collar bone. She glanced up at him to see his delighted face. Their glistening naked forms pressed together, Erik kissed her softly on the lips. He sat up sorting the clothes on the floor. Neither said a word as he dressed, and she went searching for her robe. She watched as he finished dressing undoubtingly now smelling like her and sex, a scent that may be her new favourite. Reaching for the door, Kylie placed her hand atop his.
“Delivery with a smile,” she playfully said.
“I aim to please,” he chuckled caressing her cheek.
Kylie unlocked the door for him to leave. She watched his beautiful physique disappear in the darkness.
©2016 – V. A. Coote