The Limit (Sebastian Vettel)

117. Return to Gladden Island

Seb looked across the kitchen island, desire coursing through his body. He hadn't even touched her yet, but he didn't need to. Just looking at her made his body come alive. He hadn't been inside the woman he loved for a whole month and today he was determined to make it happen.

He was feeling a lot better now, his headaches had virtually gone, and he knew he had to have her.  He had to hear her sobbing her love for him as she came hard on his cock.   It's all he'd been thinking about for days now.  

"It's so good to be back here," Lily exclaimed, opening the fridge to see what food the staff had left for them.  "Oh my word.  We're not going to go hungry, that's for sure."   Seb thought to himself that they'd be lucky to find time to eat if he had his way.

His eyes moved over Lily's body. She was wearing a little, barely there, pale yellow sundress. It just about covered her ass, and the low cut neck and back made it obvious she was wearing no bra.

Her hair was up in a messy bun, her bare neck was just asking to be marked with his brand.
Her bare legs were just waiting to wrap around him as he filled her. Her small hands that steered a car perfectly would soon be on his dick.

He was rock hard in his shorts, his dick straining to escape its confines and bury itself inside a different prison, a prison he was more than willing to be incarcerated in, the sweet prison of Lily's tight, wet pussy.

"Are you hungry?" Lily asked. Seb rounded the kitchen island and walked up behind Lily. He reached past her and shut the fridge door. Then quick as lightning he spun her around, pushed her back up against the fridge, and pressed his body up against hers, grabbing her wrists and pinning her arms above her head against the cold steel of the fridge door.

Lily have a small moan as she felt Seb's hard cock pressing up against her belly. She immediately began to tingle between her legs. It had been so long since they'd been intimate, other than with their hands. They'd had their fight, then Seb had been hurt, and now she was desperate for him to possess her.

"Hungry for you," he snarled into her ear. Then his mouth was on hers, rough and demanding, his tongue pushing into her mouth to duel with hers.

Lily was lost the moment he laid his hands on her, his kiss undoing her, fuelling her desire for him. She pushed her body forward, grinding against him. She loved feeling how hard he was for her.

Seb released her wrists and slid both of his hands down to her ass, cupping her buttocks and lifting her up. Lily wrapped her legs around his waist and he began to carry her over to the kitchen island, not breaking their kiss for a single second.

Sitting her down on the edge of the worktop, his hands found the spaghetti straps holding her dress up. He eased them down off of her shoulders and then he roughly yanked the front of her dress down, exposing her breasts.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he gasped, finally wrenching his mouth off of hers, but his mouth soon found another task.

Lily gasped and tilted her head back as Seb's lips closed around her left nipple, his tongue flicking and teasing the small engorged bud.

"Seb," Lily gasped, running the fingers of her right hand through his dark blonde curls. She gripped the edge of the counter tightly with her other hand.

Seb switched his mouth to her other nipple, his hands groping her breasts almost desperately as he ground his hard bulge against the inside of her thigh.

Lily dug her nails into his scalp and threw her head back as he tugged on her nipple with his teeth, stretching it and finally releasing it with a "pop".