Total LockDown (LockDown #2) (13 page)

“Leighton,
seriously, there is nothing in this world that will drive me more crazy than to
see you with her. It’s totally fucked up, but she is so sexy and you are just,
well you are you. The two of you together, moaning one another’s names and
screaming in ecstasy, God that thought sends me into overdrive, baby.” I shiver
as I imagine her tight pussy lips surrounding him as he pulls slowly out of her
cunt.

“If you’re sure
baby, I’ll let you into a little secret.” I bring my head further to his lips
and he whispers almost unrecognisably, “I’ve wanted to fuck her since I first
saw your mouth there. The thought has me hard, Angel. I want the both of you
sucking my dick, bent over as I take turns driving inside you both and then one
of you riding my face whilst the other bounces up and down on me.”

Fuck, I think I
may have just climaxed a little at his words. He would have had his arse out of
the door right now for even suggesting fucking another girl, but me, crazy old
Abigail, wants to grab this girl by her hair and shove her down onto him as
quickly as possible.

“Do it, fucking
do it Leighton. I want to see it, to see another woman send you as crazy as I
do.” I stroke his face once and then drag my hand down the length of his body,
my fingertips trailing against his toned and rock hard stomach. Reaching his
dick, I tease the head, collecting the droplet of cum there. I bring it to my
lips and suck the evidence away. 

“God, you are an
amazing woman.” He kisses me hard once more before releasing me, tapping my
arse to usher me along, his hungry eyes follow me before landing on Debbie,
once again kneeling by her Dom’s feet. God she is just so good at this, it
suits her so well.

“Pet, come.”
Antonio commands me; I know shit is real now.

As she walks
towards me, I can't stop the slight moan escaping through my chest. The area,
in which I’d been shot, is stinging like a motherfucker as the blood pounds
through my veins at an alarming rate. I have been waiting for this moment since
that very day, since that round pierced my liver. I can physically feel every
fast tempo beat of my heart as it crashes violently against my sternum.

She walks with
pride, her hips sashaying, my eyes glued to her curvy frame and every little
minute detail about her. She is just a pure, breathtaking angel, amongst men,
every little piece of her a piece to treasure. Nobody knows of the feelings I
hold towards this incredible woman, how far down my sentiment goes for Abbi.
From the first time when I had seen her sitting in Leighton’s restaurant so ill
and frail, the day Leighton had introduced her, she had captivated me, drawn me
in like a siren and stolen some of my heart, my soul and my goddamn dick. Yes,
I still get off from Debbie; she is as tight as a fucking vice and sexy as sin.
I know I love her, a damn lot that I’d die for the woman, but there would
always be a piece of my heart, the piece that keeps beating, that is for
another, for Abigail Adams.

The woman has an
unknowing power penetrating through her body. I’m held in the bonds of her, she
controls my every move. When I had walked in and seen Leighton high whilst Abbi
suffered in rehab, I had nearly killed the cunt. Debbie was the one who had
stopped me from pounding his skull to the floor. The way he had treated Abbi after
finding out about everything she had done, was sickening. He was selfish and
too god damn proud to be there for the woman he was supposed to love.

I was the stupid
fuck who had sat with her, for two days solid, whilst she’d been refused her
anti-anxiety tablets, as requested by Leighton. I am the one who sat there as she
screamed and cried for Leighton and her daughter, when she would shake
violently  I was the one who calmed her down.

I want her so
badly it hurts sometimes, but I know I can never have her, well not her heart
anyway. I am lucky enough to be privileged with her sweet pussy right now, and
as she walks towards me, her sexy naked body strutting the length of the wood
floor, my dick stirs to life so rapidly it is hard against my stomach in an
instant. I have felt her sheath, how tight, hot and wet she is. My fingers have
already been there once and my cock is begging for a round with Abigail Adams. 

“Sweetheart,
turn around and bend over, hold onto the coffee table.” I command her; I want
her pussy to myself, I don't want Leighton peaking at it. God I’m so messed up
over her, becoming possessive of the time I am allocated with her.

“Yes, sir.” She
winks at me, her sparkling blue eyes calling to me. She nibbles angrily on her
bottom lip, her teeth leaving a sexy little imprint there. I lean forward and
swipe my tongue along the dent, collecting a little taste of Abbi along the
way. My dick is like granite. A hammer ready to pound some fucking nails.

My hand skims
down her back and grasps her incredible backside, my fingers tickling against
her wet slit as my palm kneads the flesh of her butt. “Antonio, I need you.”
She tells me, her lips moving from mine to touch by my ear, her soft little
voice penetrating the drums, so quiet no other soul can hear. She wants this as
bad as I do; I have seen the way her body reacts to my presence, how it begs
for my touch and caress. Even the simplest kiss on the cheek and hug goodbye,
have been near painful for both of us.

“Angel, anything
your heart desires you shall have. Just give me the word.” My hand can still
remember the feel of her warm flesh as it slaps against her, her body trying
not to writhe in pain and pleasure. She has taken to it so well, especially for
someone so new, I had wanted to lift her up and impale her on me the very
second that moan had escaped on the last hit.

“Fuck me, please
baby just fuck me now.” My whole body strums to life as the word ‘baby’ leaves
her lips. I lift her around the waist, pressing her body firmly to mine, our
frames moulding to one another perfectly. I press my back to the sofa. I bring
her legs up to straddle my thigh, the warm heat of her cunt burning my dick.
Even though the denim secrets it.

“Abigail, baby, I'm
going to make you feel so good.” I run my hand through her long blonde hair,
securing it around her skull, bringing her lips to mine once again. I kiss her,
not hard or harsh, but deep and passionate, my entire soul shining through,
telling her of my feelings. “God, Abbi, I’ve wanted this for so long, waited so
long for this. Please, just give it to me now.” I beg her, I don't want to beg
anyone, for anything, even my goddamn life, but right now, in this precise
moment, my body begs hers for anything, even just a simple fucking touch.

Abigail Adams
owns me, all of me.

“You don't have
to tell me twice, Antonio, I want you in me now.” Oh, fuck, it’s happening.

She lifts up on
her knees, her pussy leaving the length of my encouraged cock. “Undress me,
angel.” I ask her, anything to have her hands on me, anywhere and  everywhere.

“Yes, sir.” She
tells me obediently, climbing from my lap entirely. I will do anything to be
her ‘sir’ for eternity, to have her, own her, possess her, but there is no way
it will ever happen. She is so in love with Leighton you would have to be blind
not to see it. Plus, Leighton is like a brother to me, I can't do that to him,
I won't even tell him how much it hurts not to hold her in my arms every night
and bury my dick so far in her I can feel her womb welcoming me.

She kneels by my
feet again, becoming too good at it, and un-tucks my polo shirt from my jeans.
Her hands fumble with the button and zipper, clearly desperate to get them off
me. I assist her by lifting my arse from the cushion when she tries to pull
them off. The denim is in a crumpled pile on the floor, followed by my shirt
within seconds. I am naked, my golden skin glistening with sweat as the heat
inside my core spreads further to the surface, begging for release before I
self-combust, because believe me, no matter what they say, it is fucking
possible and I’m about to live it.

My dick is
harder than tungsten, jutting to attention at her steely, greedy gaze. She
moves forward, leaning towards me. My heart rate spikes, my breath speeding and
coming out in desperate gasps for air as I prepare myself for what is coming.

I have seen the
way she does this, how well Leighton has trained her beautiful mouth. I know
she won't be able to take my entire length, but God, even just having the head
of my desperate cock in there will be enough to make it go off like a rocket.

Her tongue darts
out as she reaches for my cock, licking from my balls up the swollen vein
underneath my shaft. My body thrusts forward from the chair as pleasure shoots
through my veins and smoulders my entire being. “Oh fuck, baby, take me in your
mouth.” I lace my fingers in her locks and massage her head. Her body shakes
under my caress, her nipples puckering and brushing my knees as she opens her
mouth and surrounds my dick.

She looks up at
me admiringly as she forces herself down on me. I can tell she is trying her
best for me, trying to impress me with her skills. I am ten inches for god
sake, there isn’t a human alive that is able to take me in completely, man or
woman, but Abbi manages all but two inches. I am impressed and in awe of her
desire to please me.

She lathes me,
her tongue flicking around the head as she hollows her cheeks and sucks hard.
“Abigail, sweetheart, that is incredible. Keep going.” I begin to thrust
upwards to meet her downward plunges. I can't help it, she just feels so good
wrapped around me, that I need to be in her completely, to possess every inch I
can before she is taken from me.

I feel her gag
as she takes more than she ever has, my dick pushing past her tonsils. I pull
out immediately, not wanting her to choke. I stroke her cheek as a few stray
tiny tears trail from her eyes, a sign I have gone too far. “Sorry, angel.” I
wipe away the droplets, then lift my wet thumb to my mouth and kiss them away,

“It’s okay, but
Antonio I want you in me now.” She tells me, standing up to her full height. She
climbs atop me, her thighs either side of mine, both of us naked this time. Our
heat and arousal mingles in the air, the scent an intoxicating blend. She lifts
up on her knees again, the entrance of her pussy brushing the tip of my cock.
“Ready?” she asks me. I find it sweet she is concerned for me, but there really
is no need to be, not physically anyway, but right now my emotions can wallow
because I am about to plunge inside of the best pussy there possibly is.

“Uh-Huh.” I tell
her nodding, my hands fisting her hips, the supple flesh fitting in my hands
perfectly. She uses one of her hands to reach between my legs, clasping my
cock, before wiggling herself over it, her warmth surrounding me and swallowing
me whole. She drops down on me so hard my shaft hits her cervix causing her to
jump.

“Bit too eager
sweetheart. He’s a little bigger than Leighton, you might want to get used to
him before you start swallowing him whole, okay.” I whisper in her ear, not
wanting to offend her boyfriend sitting with my girlfriend, his tongue deep in
her mouth, his hands stroking against her naked bare pussy as the other
squeezes at her amazing tits. Her wandering hand is groping his cock, stroking
it for all it is worth, their heavy breathing filtering through the surrounding
air. Her spare hand is stroking against his abs, each muscle causing her hand
to dip and rise.

I swallow the
lump in my throat at the eroticism of it. She looks so fucking good on him. I
can't wait to watch her bouncing on the dick I know is so fucking good inside
of you. I am slightly jealous at the thought, but then I’m reminded of how
lucky I am as Abbi begins to grind slowly on me.

“Oops, I’ve just
waited so long for this; I need it so bad, Antonio.” She pushes herself up and
down slowly, edging in and out of me, getting her cunt used to my length and
width. She stretches a little more with every movement. When she is able to
seat herself fully on me, she presses her chest close to mine and grinds down
hard, her pussy strangling me. Her clit rubs the top of my cock every time she
pulls out a little.

“Oh, fuck, Abbi,
you feel so good. Like heaven. Ride me baby girl, make me cum inside of you.” I
know I'm not going to last, I am strung so tight I am sure I will self-combust,
as predicted, in about three seconds.

“I want it
Antonio, I want to feel you cum inside me baby.” That is music to my ears, not
only to be fucking the girl who holds the majority of my heart and has plagued
my every thought and dream, but also to fill her with my seed and have my warm
spunk trickling out of her.

“You got it,
baby. Now fuck me. I need to feel all of you around me.” I surround her waist
with my arms and lift her up a little, controlling her. I lift my hips every
time she lowers, my dick pushing in so deep I am sure it is in her uterus right
now. I am proud of my size, I am well above average and I know how to use it. I
really want to bend her sexy little arse over and rip her pussy to shreds,
pounding inside of her, but right now, feeling her grinding and riding me, slow
and sexy, her wet heat surrounding me and smothering me, I feel on cloud nine.
There will hopefully be another time I’ll get to have her, get to fuck her good
and proper, but right now this is making love, this is slow, passionate and so
intimate I think, for maybe a second, she feels the same for me.

Her moans are so
hot, her tiny little screams spilling forth every time I go a little too deep
and smash inside her. The way she repeatedly says my name, moaning for more or
for me to fuck her harder have me approaching my climax far too quickly. It’s
kind of embarrassing.

I repeatedly
thrust inside of her, her hips raise from me as I slam up. Her sheath is tight,
smooth and so fucking wet. I reach my orgasm so fast I don't see it coming,
literally.

“Fuck, Abbi,
Baby, I'm coming. Argghhh.” I feel myself erupt inside of her with such force,
her pussy unable to contain the entirety of the load as it spills out around my
softening dick.

“Antonio, oh
fuck, I'm coming too, fuck I'm coming.” She continues to moan, screaming and
sometimes crying as her orgasm consumes her, her arousing smell fumigating the
air around us all.

I bring my lips
to hers once more as her climax withers away, kissing her last cries and
whimpers away. “God, Abbi, I want you so bad, baby.” I tell her quietly, not
knowing if she hears me or really gets what I am trying to say and tell her. I
really shouldn't have said anything, but I can't hold it in anymore.

I just hope and
pray she hasn’t heard, and if she has, she won't tell Leighton. I want this to
stay hidden, for me to deal with it by myself or with the help of Abbi alone.

I will get past this;
I will grow some fucking balls and get over her. I’ve been through this once
before, many years ago, and I somehow did it, no matter how much it destroyed
me.

The more I think
about pushing these feeling away, the more I know I can't. I love her, god damn
it. I just wish I could tell her and the world.