Waterfall Desire (ii)

Liam leaned closer, his gaze never leaving hers. Mitchell's pulse roared in her ears, a frantic drumbeat. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the intoxicating scent of him filling her lungs. Her own desire, a long-dormant volcano, felt poised to erupt. Her mind screamed caution, but her body, alive and yearning, responded with an undeniable pull.

His lips met hers, a tentative exploration that quickly deepened into a consuming kiss. It was a kiss of pent-up passion, of shared secrets, of a forbidden connection finally acknowledged. Her hands tangled in his wet hair, pulling him closer, her body arching against his. The water dripped from them, a cool contrast to the inferno that ignited between them.

Clothes were torn away in a frenzy of wet fabric. Liam's strong hands gripped her hips, yanking her flush against him. His thick, rock-hard cock throbbed hot and heavy against her stomach. Mitchell wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft, stroking the veined length as he groaned into her mouth. He shoved her soaked shorts and panties down her thighs, kicking them aside, then spun her around and bent her forward over the smooth, sun-warmed rock.

Her ass was high, pussy exposed and dripping. Liam dropped to his knees and buried his face between her thighs. His tongue attacked with savage hunger lapping greedily from her swollen clit all the way up to her tight asshole, sucking and slurping. Two thick fingers plunged deep into her clenching cunt, curling relentlessly against her G-spot while his thumb ground hard circles on her clit. Mitchell cried out, the sound lost in the roar of the waterfall, her hips bucking back against his face as pleasure tore through her.

He stood, gripped her hips bruisingly, and slammed his cock into her soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. The stretch was overwhelming, his thick girth splitting her open as he buried himself to the balls. Mitchell's scream of raw pleasure echoed off the rocks. Liam fucked her with merciless power long, punishing strokes that slammed deep, his heavy balls slapping wetly against her clit with every thrust. The rock scraped against her breasts and stomach as he pounded her, water and sweat mixing on their skin.

He reached around, fingers finding her clit again, rubbing fast and rough. Mitchell shattered hard, her pussy clamping down like a vice, gushing around his pistoning cock as waves of ecstasy crashed through her. Liam didn't slow. He pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the warm stone, and shoved her legs wide apart, folding her nearly in half.

His mouth descended on her pussy again, devouring her soaked folds, tongue fucking her hole while he sucked her clit hard. Two fingers, then three, stretched her mercilessly as she thrashed and squirted against his tongue with a broken moan. Rising, Liam gripped her thighs and drove his cock back into her dripping cunt in a single savage thrust. He fucked her with deep, grinding strokes, hips snapping, the wet, obscene sounds of their fucking loud even over the waterfall.

Mitchell's nails raked down his back as another orgasm ripped through her, her walls fluttering and milking him. Liam's rhythm grew erratic, more primal. With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded, flooding her spasming pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. He kept thrusting through his release, pushing every drop deep inside her, marking her completely.

They barely caught their breath before Liam hardened again inside her. He pulled out, flipped her onto all fours, and mounted her from behind once more. This time he was slower but no less intense deep, rolling thrusts that dragged against every sensitive spot inside her. His hand fisted her wet hair, arching her back as he pounded steadily, the other hand reaching around to pinch and tug her nipples.

Mitchell came again and again, her body trembling uncontrollably, pussy creaming around his thick shaft. Finally, Liam roared, slamming deep one last time and filling her with another massive load of cum that leaked out around his cock and dripped down her thighs.

They collapsed together on the sun-warmed rock, bodies entwined, hearts hammering, the waterfall roaring its endless approval around them. Mitchell smiled against his chest, utterly spent, ruined, and more alive than she had ever been.