Lahat ng Kabanata ng ALL YOURS: Kabanata 461 - Kabanata 470

Lena’s head hit the cabinet.His tongue was flat and filthy. He licked through her like he had been thinking about it since the package in April. He found her clit and stayed, sucking in soft pulls that made her thighs clamp on his ears. When she tried to close her knees he held them open with both hands and went deeper, tongue pushing into her, nose pressed to the wet of her, breathing her.She came the first time almost embarrassed at the speed of it. It rolled up from the base of her spine and wrecked her. She grabbed his hair and held him there while she shook on his tongue. He didn’t stop. He licked her through it until she was twitching and trying to climb backward off the counter.He stood. His mouth was shining. He wiped it with the back of his wrist and it did nothing.“Floor,” he said.She slid down. The tile was a shock of cold on her bare ass and shoulder blades. He came down over her, kicked his shorts the rest of the way off, and settled between her legs. His cock dragge

She failed a little.He pulled her closer by the hips until she was at the edge of the landing and he could get his tongue deeper. The metal bit her ass. His shoulders kept her knees apart. When she came this time she had to bite the inside of her wrist. He stayed with it until she twitched and pushed at his head.He rose up her body and kissed her mouth so she could taste herself. Then he turned her.“Hold the rail.”She did. She faced the alley, forearms on the warm metal, ass back. He stepped up behind her. The head of him slid through the mess between her legs, once, twice, then pushed in from behind in one thick stroke that punched a sound out of both of them.This angle was different. Deeper. She felt him in her stomach. He set a hand on the rail next to hers and the other on her hip and fucked her in short hard drives that made the fire escape tick against the building. Somewhere below, a bottle rolled. Neither of them stopped.Sweat ran down her spine into the place where they

He grabbed her ass and pulled her down. No air. Just his tongue and the sound he made into her. She rode his face the way the heat demanded, slow grinds, her hands on the wall above the headboard. He sucked when she let him breathe. When she came she stayed there and shook on his tongue until he had to turn his head.She slid down his body, wet all over his chest and stomach, and took him in her hand. Then her mouth. Salt. Heat. She had not done this yet. She learned him with her tongue, the thick vein, the way his hip jumped when she took him deeper. His hand landed in her hair and didn’t push. Just held.“Lena.”She pulled off and climbed up him and sank down on his cock in one drop that made both of them curse.Her place had no breeze to hide in. Just skin and the wet noise of her taking him. She planted her hands on his chest and fucked him from above, thighs burning, sweat running between her breasts onto his stomach. He watched her do it. His hands on her hips didn’t steer. They

He was buried in her. Her nails were in his shoulders. Footsteps on metal. Then nothing. Whoever it was had stopped, or gone back in.Jude started moving again anyway.Short. Deep. His mouth on hers to keep her quiet. She kissed him like she wanted to climb into it. He reached between them and rubbed her clit with his thumb, rough circles, and she came with a broken noise into his mouth and her body locking down on him so hard he cursed.He did not come.He pulled out, set her on her feet, and walked her backward to the vent. The metal was vibrating, a low useless hum. He sat on it. The heat of the machine came through his shorts until he shoved them down. He pulled her into his lap facing out, toward the city, and dropped her onto his cock.She took all of him with a sound that was not careful.He held her hips and bounced her on him. Her back to his chest. His mouth at her ear. The shirt was the only thing on her and it hid nothing from anyone who might look up. She did not pull it

When he stood again and pushed back inside her, the truck springs gave. The door stayed open. Rain hit her shins. He held her hips and fucked her like the alley belonged to them. The wet sound of it was lost under the storm. She watched his face in the dark. Eyes half shut. Mouth open. The muscle in his jaw jumping every time he bottomed out.“Jude.”“I know.”He pulled out and came on her stomach, on the soaked shirt, on the seat. She felt the heat of it in the cold air and dragged her fingers through it and down between her legs because she wanted him to watch.He did.He leaned in and kissed her slow. Rain dripped from his hair onto her cheeks.That was when the streetlight at the corner flickered.Once.Twice.Then it held.A second later the building behind them slammed awake. Windows lit in a ragged line, floor by floor. A cheer went up somewhere. An AC unit kicked so hard it rattled a frame. The dead traffic light went yellow, then green, then started cycling like nothing had h