As the evening settled into night Sam leaned back into one of the comfy plush loungers on his back deck. Legs up, cold drink at his side, phone in his hands. Only one more box to check and he'd have a perfect end to his day. The hypnotic sound of frogs softly croaking (or is it crickets rubbing their legs? idk) reached through the warm air to accompany the soft beat playing on the stereo inside. Sam closed his eyes on a contented sigh as he listened to his woman moving around in the kitchen. He pictured Elle moving her sexy hips and ass to the music. He loved how her hands slid over her own curves when she knew he was watching. Especially her huge round tits. HIS tits. Damn, he couldn't wait to be inside her again. Hearing her step onto the wooden deck his cock stirred in anticipation of his plan for her tonight. With a mischievous smirk Sam quickly pulled up a window on his screen and waited for her touch. Elle stepped bare foot onto the back deck and felt a gentle breeze ruffle her short black skirt as she approached behind her sexyasfuck man. She'd been waiting all day to devour him and the tight buds pushing against her barely there tank top ached for his touch. As she raised her glass to her lips she reached out to drag her fingers over his neck and around to his jawline. The second she touched, Sam jerked forward dropping an Fbomb and shoving his phone under his leg. Elle frowned at his expression. There was something too… casual(?) about it. "What are you doing," she asked. He tried not to grin as he looked up at her, faking a guilty expression. "Fuck, you just scared me baby. I thought you were going upstairs." She dropped her hand from him, held it out palm up and nodded toward the phone. "Let me see?" He put his arm around her hips and pulled her in close to his side. "It's nothing baby. Just an immature joke from one of my buddies. You just startled me." She raised one finely shaped brow and shook her hand. "Mmhm, the longer you take to show me, the shorter your next blow job will be." He instantly handed over his phone with a serious face. "You're gonna want a pillow for your knees, babygirl" he warned. Elle huffed out her breath as she swiped in his passcode. Her eyes widened at the naked pic filling the screen. It was a fucking selfie he obviously took last night. He was between her legs, his tongue licking her pussy lips as he glanced up at the . A fucking grin on his face. Elle shook her head. "You ass," she sighed, relieved he wasn't looking at another woman. When she glanced at him and noticed his satisfied smirk she realized his game and tried not to laugh. "What the hell, boo?" She managed to squeek out before losing the struggle and giggling. Her eyes still stuck to the pic. "You can't keep this on your phone baby." With one arm still around her hips, Sam slipped his other hand under her skirt, behind her thigh and pulled her leg across his lap. Elle held both her arms up for balance, trying not to spill her drink as he settled her on the lounger, her knees on either side of him. "The fuck I can't," he growled and grabbed his cell, tossing it onto the side table. His hands grabbed and squeezed her ass, pulling her down and grinding her onto him as he thrust up. "Whose pussy is this?" he demanded in a low voice. Elle fucking loved it when he got all possessive. She raised one eyebrow at him, shrugging her shoulder as she casually sipped her drink. "you mean today?" she asked. Sam scowled at her. His eyes narrowing dangerously. He dug his fingers into her ass before suddenly tearing apart her panties. "You did not just fucking joke about another man touching you," he growled, jerking her forward. An electric current shot up Elle's spine, sweeping straight to her nipples. She ran her tongue over her lips, almost whimpering as she shook her head to say no before dropping her gaze from his. Her breathing deepened, the rise and fall of her chest accentuated by the soft glow of moonlight on her flesh. Gazing down at the perfect tits he owned, Sam quickly swooped in and bit a hard nipple through the thin material of Elle's tightasfuck tank top. God damn he loved how she showed off her cleavage for him. Her sharp cry made him growl and suck her deep into his mouth. Her drink dropped to the floor with a loud crash as she grabbed his shoulders and arched her back in an attempt to press herself into his face. But Sam pulled back and demanded harshly, "tell me now, babygirl. Who owns. This. Pussy?" he demanded. She whimpered. The ache between her legs felt torturous as a gush of wetness dripped down her smooth pussy lips. All she needed was his big cock inside her. His lips devouring her mouth. His hands all over her curvy body. "You do," she poured her soul into it as she met his eyes. "I'm yours baby." Sam hovered his lips over hers, so close, but he wouldn't give her what she wanted. Not yet. "Say it all, Elley" he murmured. Elle swallowed loudly as she watched Sam push the front of his shorts down to wrap his hand around his perfect, hard cock. Running her tongue over her lips, Elle gazed down, dying for that first penetration. "Mmm," she moaned, "this is your pussy, Sam. All yours. Only yours." Before she could take another breath Sam grabbed her hips and she was sliding onto his cock as he thrust into her with a low grunt. She cried out at the amazing feel of his hardness stretching her wet cunt. The deep penetration on his first thrust sent tingles through her core and into her belly. God, she would never get enough of his cock... of every part of him. In a frantic haze, Elle pulled her top over her head and threw it aside. Her eyes closed, head dropping back as she rode her man, circling her hips to grind against his every thrust. Sam murmured his approval at the site of her red lacey bra. The one that barely covered her nipples and pushed her tits up, letting them jiggle as she moved. He loved every inch of her, but her big natural tits drove him crazy with lust. He was instantly all over them. His tongue lapping, his lips sucking as he undid the clasp at her back. Elle moaned her approval as her bra disappeared and her round globes fell free to bouncing. She stretched toward him her tits cupped in her hands and offered to his seeking mouth. When Sam bit down hard on her nipple she yelled out her painful pleasure. She fucking loved feeling his teeth on her skin. She loved how he needed to mark her as his territory. He sucked and released her nipple with a pop before licking a path to give his attention to her other breast. Sam slid his hand between their gyrating bodies. His fingers finding her slick heat and rubbing tiny circles on her clit as he pushed into her, over and over and over again. "Yes please Sam," Elle cried out each time Sam's cock reached that perfect spot deep inside her. Pushing at the sweet tension building in her core. He felt it, the warm, wet grip of her pussy trembling tighter around his thick cock. She was so close. "Ask me for it babygirl," he whispered into her ear before latching his mouth onto her neck. "Oh my god please baby. I feel it. Please let me cum." "Mmmm, yeah, that's it. You want my cum inside u baby?" "Oh fuck yes oh god. Please. Please." "Say it!" "Baby... please!. Unh. Please fill me up with your cum. Shoot your load into me Sam. Please, please please!" Elle cried as the delicious throbbing broke out in her core. Sam felt her pussy tighten as tremors wracked her body and it pushed him over the edge. His fingers her hips as he pounded hard into her once, twice and then locked her against him as he roared his release up into the night. Jets of his hot cum filled her as her tight pussy milked every drop from his shaft. Fucking glorious... Just the sound of their heavy breathing. The smell of their sex. The feel of their sweaty skin. He stayed inside her, stroking her back as her body trembled with aftershocks. "Elley," he murmured against her skin as he placed soft kisses over his mark on her neck. Elle hummed softly, her head on his shoulder. Her breathing shallow. "I don't want you to forget, babygirl…" his hands gently guided her head back to cup her face. He placed light kisses all over her lips and then smiled down as she slowly opened her eyes to look into his. "You owe me one hell of a blowjob," he said in all seriousness. Elle smiled and laughed, her hands sliding up his arms to tangle with his fingers on her cheeks. "Hmmm, just one?" she asked innocently. He huffed out a laugh against her lips, "mine," he breathed as he deepened their kiss.