The Honey Hookup

A friend of mine has a super hot brother.  We knew there was a whole lot more than just a physical attraction and that physical attraction was hot, hot, hot, but doing anything about it would create a lot of problems.  So Mark and I kept our attraction under wraps…until one rainy Thursday.

            I drove out to Mark’s office on the ranch to pick up some honey.  The dirt road to the back of the property kicked up dust behind my Range Rover rain clouds swept in.  A few raindrops splashed on the car windows.  I pulled in front of Mark’s office and hurried inside just as the rain let loose.

            Mark looked up from his desk and smiled his mega-watt smile with lust in his hazel eyes. 

“Good timing.”  Mark nodded toward the sound of the rain on the roof.  He looked over my shoulder.  “Did you come by yourself?” he asked as he stood to show off his six foot two body.

“I did come by myself,” I answered and ran my eyes over his biceps and chest.  A subtle smile curled over my lips and I took the bottom corner between my teeth as I imagined straddling him as he bit and licked my tits. 

Mark shook his head at me like a man resigned or worn down.  He ran his eyes over my body.

“You’re so made for fucking,” he said under his breath.  

I answered with a sleepy look over my shoulder as I partially turned away from him to show off the curve of my lower back and ass.  “Where’s the honey you promised me?”  I asked.

“Right here, sweetheart,” Mark said and held up a jar of honey.

I took the jar from his hand.  Mark lowered his head and the intensity of his gaze made me catch my breath.  Maybe I was stirring up trouble I couldn’t handle.  The look in Mark’s eyes was different than I’d seen before when we flirted at parties.  He came around his desk and stood so close to me my hard nipples almost brushed his chest. 

Mark stared down at me.  “Sweetheart, you have three seconds to leave before I toss you on the couch.” 

I couldn’t move; I didn’t want to move.  The heat and desire between us clouded my thinking.  Then he captured my mouth with his in a hard, demanding kiss.  His hands cupped my ass as he lifted me against his hard cock.  Mark tore his mouth from mine and turned his lust to my breasts.  His massaged my tits through my shirt.  Mark bent his head and took my hard nipple between his teeth.  He slipped his fingers through my long blonde hair and kissed me hard again.  With a yank, he ripped open my buttoned shirt and took a hold of my waist.

“I’m going to bend you over the couch, and your going to take it,” he said. 

I bit his lip and nodded.  He pushed me against the wall with his body, locking my arms over my head as he ground against me and ripped my clothes off.  Once he had me naked, I tore at his clothes and wrapped my hand around his thick rock hard cock, stroking with one hand.  The jar of honey in my other hand gave me an idea and I trailed kisses and light bites down his belly. 

I opened the jar and I dipped my finger in the sweet, sticky liquid and sucked it off my finger.  I touched the tip of my finger to the top of the honey and I heard Mark suck his breath between his teeth.  I stroked the honey on his head and gave special attention to the sensitive fold of his head just where the shaft starts.  He locked his fingers in my hair.

“Lick it off,” he demanded. 

I looked up from my knees at him.  I gave him a pout and said no.  The flash of intense, burning heat in his hazel eyes brought a growl from me as I cupped his balls.  I worked his balls in my hand as I held my two fingers flat and slid them between his ass and balls.  With the tip of my tongue, I flicked at the honey on his cock.

Mark watched me and I could see he was letting me do what I wanted, but any second he was going to take control. 

“Take me in your mouth now,” he said.

Mark was done letting me toy with him.  I gave a sleepy look up at him and shook my head no.  I trailed more honey on his cock.  I worked his big cock with my hand, my thumb stroking the sensitive spot under his head. 

“You’re made for fucking,” he said and held the base of his cock as he held the back of my head. 

I slurped and sucked the honey from his cock as he groaned and worked his cock in a slow rhythm in my mouth; he stroked the base of his cock as I worked his balls.  Mark reached down and took my hard nipples between his thumb and fingers as I licked and flicked the head of his cock. 

“Come here,” he whispered and lifted me to my feet.  Mark trailed honey over my nipples and down my flat belly.  He licked and sucked the honey from my body as his fingers slid inside me.

“You’re so tight and wet.  I have to taste you, sweetheart,” he said.  He carried me to the couch and came down on his knees beside the couch.  Mark was in control and it made my pussy wet and sweet.  With one hand, Mark bared my clit for his gaze and then with his other, he slowly worked the honey over it.  Then he got between my legs and drove his cock in deep, hard thrusts controlling the fucking by hold my hips and moving me to his rhythm.  I shouted his name as I burst over the edge in a deep, intense orgasm.  Mark was right there with me and he arched his neck as he groaned my name and buried his hot cum deep inside me. 

Still hard, Mark took me to my feet and turned me around.  He bent me over the couch. 

He rammed his rock hard cock inside my cum filled pussy. 
            I felt the warm honey pour across my arched back and down my ass. 

“That’s it, take it, ride my cock,” he said as he drove harder.  Mark’s thickness and thrusts had me panting and begging.  I reached under and held my palm just under his balls to heighten his friction.  His balls tightened under my palm.  Cumming was around the corner for him.  I broke free from his hold on my hips, whipped around, and deep throated his cock to swallow all of his hot cum.  Mark swore under his breath and then his body convulsed in pleasure. 

After I sucked every drop of his cum, I couldn’t help but give him the same challenging smile that I was back in control of the pleasure game. 

Mark held up the empty honey jar and winked.  “Same time tomorrow, sweetheart?”

I smiled and kissed his cock.