Gold Rush

Welcome to Manchester

Jack locked the door behind them and the lights flickered on by themselves as Sophie walked further into the pristine apartment and over to the floor length window, it was stunning, the dark Manchester skyline glittered for miles.

Sophie took her shoes off and turned around, she watched Jack intently as he slowly pulled off the chunky ring from his little finger, manipulating it over his mid-knuckle. She bit down on her bottom lip watching him repeat this agonisingly slow process with his 2 other rings.

The bastard knew what he was doing.

He looked up at her mischievously, wrist flipped upwards fingering his Rolex. The silence was almost deafening. She heard the metal clasp flip open and he slid it from his wrist, leaving it on the kitchen counter. Why, oh why was that so hot?

He slowly padded over to her until they were practically nose to nose. Sophie gulped, suddenly feeling nervous.
Before she had time to even process this, Jack's firm body pressed her against the window. His large, warm hands framed her face as he pulled her closer.

She wasn't sure who caved first, but within seconds their lips connected and hands writhing. The silence filled with heavy hot breaths.
Jack tugged at her trousers until they fell down, her already damp knickers went with them.

Hungrily, working fast, he removed her blouse and he leaned around to her back, where his hands had undone her bra within seconds as it was quickly flung on the floor.

Sophie's own hands fiddled with his belt and zip.. she pulled his black jeans down, along with his boxers, over his magnificent thighs. She bent down with them as they peeled over his firm calves.

At full squat, she found herself eye to eye with his cock, which was standing to attention and glistening from his early juices. It looked just glorious. His pulsing, pink enlarged tip called for her mouth.

Jack held the base of his cock between his fingers and thumb, just like that bottle of beer earlier, she thought.

His veins throbbed as he filled her warm, wet, welcoming mouth. She heard him take a quick suck of air between his teeth before he exhaled sharply. With that, his large hands weaved through her dark hair and held her head firmly as her lips sealed around his generous length. He slowly fucked her mouth.

Sophie looked up at Jack, he was gazing down at her, his hazy smile, the way his face was angled slightly to the right showed off his neck crinkles perfectly.

Not a word had been said since they'd arrived at the apartment, yet they knew exactly what to do with each other. It was rare to feel such pure and raw animalistic need.

Sophie lent back, her bum resting on the balls of her feet. He stepped back and scooped his jeans up from the floor, quickly locating a condom from his wallet in his back pocket. He moved quickly, within seconds the foil was ripped and he rolled it down his erection.

Jack tugged at Sophie's arm and guided her to a standing position, kissing her slowly before placing both hands firmly on either shoulder and spinning her round, her naked body pressed against the cold window. She gasped. It felt good. Her nipples hardened and her core felt on fire. Like electricity was flowing through her nerve endings.

He came up behind her and lent against her, she was still pressed against the glass. One large hand hungrily caressing her boobs and the other kneading the flesh around her hips and bum. Sophie pulled Jack into her neck as she fell back to meet him, her arm flung backwards with her hand clawing at his hair and he smothered her neck in little but firm kisses.

Naturally, Jack's hand moved down from her breasts over her stomach and cupped her pussy, he circled his thumb around her clit, spreading her spilling wetness.

Sophie groaned, unable to help herself, this seemed to feed Jack as he slipped in his middle finger. In and out, in and out.

She was sure he'd met her body in a previous life.
Still no words had been spoken between them, but he knew exactly what she needed.

Jack growled hungrily and pushed his muscular thigh between hers to open her legs from behind.
Still in view of the stunning night sky of the city, he scooped her right leg up to the side, opening her up and pushed his length slowly.

Holy shit.

His girth stretched her and she heard that sexy gravely growl from behind. Sophie let him take her weight as his free arm held her close to him, resting her back on his slightly damp chest.

Moans filled the room as Jack fucked her forcefully, at the point of pleasure and pain.

His lips grazed against her ear as he pounded...
'So'
'Fuckin'
'Good'

Sophie put her leg down, felt him pull out and she swivelled round to face him. He looked at her with those dark eyes, his glorious body glistening with a fine coating of sweat. Strands of his floppy hair stuck to his forehead, he ran his hands through his hair to slick them out of the way.

'Come ere you' he smiled as he pulled her towards him. Jack slowly bent down, until his face was in line with her pussy. She involuntary shuddered with delight as the tip of his nose glazed over her clit and found her hands running through his damp locks. With his hands full of her arse, he held her in place as his tongue licked along her slit, savouring her juices.

'Ja-a-ck' Sophie could barely string her thoughts together, never mind his name. She'd never felt like this before, her head still fuzzy from the booze but her body felt as though it was on fire.

Something snapped within Jack, almost like he couldn't take it anymore. He hooked both arms behind her knees and lifted her up, she gasped as he balanced her on his solid thighs. She couldn't believe the power and strength he had hidden in them.

His dick slammed through her slit, right where it needed to be and they both gasped. It wouldn't be long for both of them.

She was back pressed against the window, her arms snaked around his broad shoulders and she kissed him deeply, his wet mouth and tongue responding hungrily. Jack still pounding that sweet spot. His stamina was something else.

Sophie saw stars. Her body tensed around his cock, crying out as she came. Jack was a few seconds after her.. he growled loudly, jolted and shuddered as his cum escaped.

Their foreheads pressed stickily together, both completely and utterly drained, in all aspects.
Jack still had his arms hooked under her legs, he manoeuvred her and she sleepily crossed them around his back, resting her head on his shoulder as he carried her into his bedroom.

He led her down on the bed and she smiled drowsily up at him.

Jack planted a firm kiss on her forehead before whispering,

'Welcome to Manchester, Soph'.