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“How long has it been like that?” she asked, rising to her knees and wrapping her hand around my cock.

“Honestly? Since I walked inside and saw you in that nightgown. I could barely string two words together.”

She looked fucking beautiful with her lips just inches away from my crown.

“Those were good words for someone whose mind was somewhere else entirely.” Then she swept her tongue over my crown.

I didn’t have any words left at all, just a guttural groan. She pulled back and fisted my cock. I instinctively pushed my hips forward, but I wanted to do things differently even though having her mouth on me was filling me with fucking life. It was everything I needed to be happy. And her pussy. I always needed her pussy, which was why I pulled back completely.

“I wasn’t done,” she protested.

“I know, beautiful. But I’ve got other plans for us right now. Or more specifically, for you.” I tilted my head. “Lie on your back and spread your thighs wide.”

She licked her lips and her eyes widened, but then she sat back down and opened her legs before lying back. Her pussy was perfect, pink and wet already. I put one knee on the bed and pushed one finger inside her.

“Oh...” she moaned.

Then I pushed the second one in.Hell yeah.I stretched her lightly. She was so damn tight.

“You need an orgasm before you can take my cock, beautiful,” I warned her.

Her breath hitched. “Zachary,” she panted between moans.

I curled my fingers inside her, reaching her G-spot. I wasn’t touching her clit yet; I needed to open her up first, and then I’d work her up all in good time.

From up here, I could see her entirely. Her face, the way her mouth scrunched up with every sound of pleasure. Her eyes were already unfocused, and her cheeks were tinted red, as washer pussy. Her nipples were even harder. Her chest was moving rapidly. She was even curling her toes and fingers.Fuck yes!She was getting closer and closer. I could feel her inner muscles working hard.

I took out my fingers and brushed her clit with both of them.

“Oooooooh,” she exclaimed.

Then I changed my position without taking my hand off her clit so I could easily slide into her. Putting both her feet on my chest so her ass was hanging off the bed somewhat, I kept working her clit as I pushed my cock inside. She cried out beautifully and then came that very second, before I’d even managed to push inside her all the way.

I stopped as she clenched tight around me, not wanting to risk hurting her. I was looking at her, positively transfixed. I’d never tire of watching her come and succumb to me like this. She writhed on the bed, tossing and turning wildly, tugging at her own hair, her breasts, and then at the blanket.

The second her inner muscles relaxed, giving in just a bit, I pushed all the way in.

I groaned. “Fuck, being inside you is the best feeling in the world.”

I turned my head sideways, kissing her ankle. She pressed her arm against my chest, lifting her ass slightly. I realized what she was doing. She wanted to move too. My woman was ready for fucking, and I didn’t hold back for even one second. I pushed in and out, and her moans of pleasure turned into cries of agony again.

We both moved frantically. Even though she’d already come, I felt the tension build inside her again. Her body was so easy to read for me; I knew what every sharp intake of breath meant, what every cry signaled. I tilted slightly forward and moved her feet off my chest so they were hanging sideways. This angle was so much more delicious, and I could hit her G-spot too.

“Zachary!” Her eyes flew wide open, as if she was shocked by the sensations overwhelming her.

“Fucking hell, Grace. I love you, woman. This is real.”

Being entwined like this with her felt incredible. I propped my hands next to her on the bed so I could lean down and lick one nipple, all the while thrusting inside her. She put her heels on the bed as well. She could slam against me even better now.

“Zachary, I can’t believe it, but I’m going to...”

“I know, babe. Just let it happen. Enjoy it. Come all over my cock.”

She closed her eyes again, and I saw her mouth open as if in slow motion before the cry tore out of her. Looking between us, I noticed that she was touching her clit. The sight, combined with her cries of pleasure, was too much. I came hard too. So damn hard, in fact, that my thighs nearly gave in.

I lowered myself over her completely, putting my hands between her buttocks and the mattress, just driving in like a madman while she was still coming. I was determined to give her every drop of my climax too.

Then I stilled and pulled my hands from under her ass, planting them at her sides once more. I was completely out of breath. I was dripping with sweat, and Grace was too. I pushed myself up onto my elbows, enough that I could watch her. Her eyes were closed, her lips curled up in a smile. I kissed her chin and then one corner of her mouth.