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I buried my nose at her chest and drew it up, inhaling the unmistakable smell of sex, mixed with her intoxicating scent.
She arched her body closer and breathed a little heavier. My words and deeds were getting her hot.
“To taste the sweet flavor of you.”
I covered her whole mouth with mine and plunged my tongue inside for a thorough taste, while my fingers found their way into her pussy lips for a slippery welcome. I pulled my hand back and popped those three fingers into my mouth, sucking everything off in a decadent show.
Another sexy moan as her eyes flared wide. Yep, she was getting’ hot for more.
“To show you just how much I love you, and that I can never bear to be without any part of you, ever again.”
She looked down at our bodies under the sheets, seeing how hard my cock was, yet again, how much desire I had for her.
“I’m thinking about how I’m the luckiest fuckin’ bastard on the planet because you’re here with me.”
I rolled her onto her back, splitting her legs very wide with my hands behind her knees, making her calves rest on my arms. I sank my hips down into all that heaven of hers to find my center target. My cock aligned perfectly against her pussy, and I loved the flare of her eyes, and the breathy sound from her throat, that intimate contact brought out in her as our parts touched.
She wanted more from me and my lad, and that was pretty much all I needed to know. Lad was willing, ready and able. Time to let him go again.
We’d been shagging determinedly since she showed me her tattoo in the shower. Making love so many times, I couldn’t imagine she wasn’t sick of me by now. Not a condom in sight. Felt too good going bare inside her to even consider. I hoped she didn’t mind if we had lots of kids because I’d never wrap up again with her.
But, by some miracle, she wasn’t sick of me, because she her eyes didn’t lie. She had the look I remembered from long ago.
My beautiful girl was perfect in every way, and she showed me just how perfect by welcoming me every time. Every fuckin’ time. And it was so good. So good it belied words for expression.
How blessed was I.
“And I can do this,” I murmured roughly, finding her hands with mine and bringing them up over her head, pinning her underneath me, preparing her body to take me in.
She gasped in a breath, her eyes flaring up at me in submissive passion, her lips parting on the gasp.
I thrust deeply— as far as I could go—the swift, sweet burn of her tight inner muscles clenching around my cock, in a sensation of pleasure so intense, it pulled a shout from me.
“Ahh, yes!” she cried, accepting the whole hard length, and curling her fingers into mine where they intertwined.
I was lost. We could do this over and over and each time it felt better, more intimate, more effortless in the way we moved together, greater perfection in the way she accepted me.
We went slower, at a more leisurely pace, but no less intense than the other times. Making love to Elaina was not something to be rushed after all. I would always want to make it last.
I held her arms up with one hand and filled her with as much of me as I could manage. Cock, tongue, the fingers of my other hand. Whatever I could lick, penetrate, suck, or touch on her body, and still keep the pace.
I wanted another explosive climax out of her. I wanted to see the orgasm on her face when it happened. I wanted to feel the convulsive grip around my cock, and to hear the words she used to shout at me when she came.
The words.
I wanted the words from my Cherry, again.
Words that meant everything to me in regards to us.
Our rhythm increased, long slick slides of coming together, then moving apart before colliding into each other again and again and again.
I helped her along by circling her swollen clit with two fingers.
“I’m—I’m…c-c-coming,” she moaned with the softest whisper, “Neil...”
Such a beautiful sound and so fuckin’ sexy, it made me start to go off. My balls tightened up the instant she told me, rendering me a slave to her sweet cunt wrapped so tightly around my swelling cock.
Say it, Cherry. Say the words to me.