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Priscilla
"Wha—?" The shock of that primal gesture has my insides twisting. My pussy threatens to melt; my bones feel like they’ve turned to rubber. And when he sinks between my thighs and throws my legs over his shoulders, I gasp.
He leans in and drags his nose up my slit. Desire is a lit trail of gasoline that punches its way through my bloodstream. My head spins. My pulse rate goes through the roof. My nipples are so hard, and I’m so turned on, I collapse back on the bed. "Oh. My. God."
He begins to lick up my pussy in earnest. I dig my fingers into his hair and hold on. “Ohgod. Ohgod. Ohgod."Who gave the universe a performance bonus?It feels like I’m going to shoot out of my skin and toward the stars any moment, that’s how incredible what he’s doing to me feels.
He stabs his tongue inside my weeping hole, and a trembling seizes me. He continues to eat me out, and it feels so good. So incredible. I’ve relived the time he did this before, but it’s nothing compared to the reality. It feels like he’s consuming me. Drawing my very essence inside of him as he sucks on my pussy lips, and when he nips at my clit, my entire body jolts. My spine curves, and I writhe under him as he pins me to the bed with his tongue. Then he pulls back. The cool air flutters over my pussy. I glance down to find him watching me.
"Don’t take your eyes off me," he warns. Then he slaps my pussy.
I instantly orgasm. The climax sweeps through me and crashes behind my eyes. I cry out, then slap my hands over my mouth to stop making so much noise. Serene’s next door. She’s asleep, but I don’t want to risk her hearing me. I continue to shudder and shake as I come down from the high. That’s when he crawls over me. He circles my wrists, twists my arms over my head, and pins me to the bed. He positions himself at my entrance, then stills. "Should I use a condom?"
He begins to pull back, but I wrap my legs around him. "I’m on birth control."
His eyes blaze. The lust in them reaches out to me and lights a thousand fires in my blood.
"You sure?" he asks in that growly voice of his which makes my insides quiver. He could keep speaking, and I’d probably orgasm from listening to him.
I nod. "Very."
Without another word, he fits his cock against my slit. He feels so big, so daunting, so very gigantic. The thought of him penetrating me with his monster dick sends another shiver up my spine. I should be scared that he could hurt me with that XXXL-sized organ, but given how turned on I am, how every part of my body seems to be on fire, how my pussy seems to have turned into one throbbing mass of need, which in turn reminds me of how empty I am, of how much I yearn to feel him inside of me, how I’ve dreamed of this moment for months, sends my need, soaring to seismic proportions. Anticipation digs its claws into my belly and slides down my inner thigh.
My nipples tighten, and my breasts begin to hurt. I twitch under him, curve my back, wanting to get closer to him. Wanting to crawl inside him and live there.
As if he understands the urgency in me, he kisses me firmly on my lips. "Shh, it’s going to be good, I promise."
He continues, kissing the tip of my nose, each cheek, then back to my mouth where he nips on my lower lip. "I’m going to fuck you now."
His words spark a fuse which sizzles up my spine. Then, I cry out again, for in one smooth move, he impales me.
My entire body jolts. He feels even bigger than I imagined. So thick. So everything. As he presses against my inner walls, I whimper. He presses his forehead into mine and stares into my eyes. Those hypnotic heterochromatic eyes of his hold mine. He seems to be communicating to me without words. Telling me to trust him. Telling me this will only hurt for a minute. Telling me how much he wants me. He cups my face and kisses me softly, so gently. A tremor grips me. My insides relax. The tension in my muscles fades. That’s when he slips in further.
A soft moan escapes my lips. He absorbs it. He drags his palm down my neck to wrap his fingers around it. And it should feel weird, but somehow, it calms me down further. "Good girl," he mutters in that low, thick voice, which in turn, ramps up the lust inside me further. Another whimper spills from my lips.
A bead of sweat slides down his temple. His jaw is so hard, a muscle flicks above his cheekbone. The tendons of his throat stand out in relief. His shoulders are fixed, the planes of his chest formed into bricks. He’s so strong, so viral. Somine.
A tear squeezes out from the corner of my eye.
He stills. "Am I hurting you?"
I shake my head.
"You sure?" His gaze settles on me, then he brushes his lips over mine again, and again, as soft as the flutter of a butterfly’s wings. A complete contrast to how hard he is inside me. It turns me on even more.
The gentleness of his kisses has me melting into him further. He releases his hold on my throat, only to cup my breast. He pinches the nipple, and I yelp. My pussy clenches in response. A groan rumbles up his chest. He licks into my mouth, and when I part my lips, he sweeps in. His tongue tangles with mine, then he swipes it over my teeth, against the walls of my mouth, filling it up, mirroring the way his dick pushes against the sides of my pussy.
The kiss seems to go and on, drugging me with his need, filling me with his taste, and when he bites on my lower lip, I shiver. He pulls back and surveys my heated cheeks. "You’re so tight, it feels like I’m your first."
Oh, shoot.I glance away, but not before he sees the guilt in my eyes. He inhales sharply, then pinches my chin so I have no choice but to look at him. He studies me, and his forehead furrows. "It’s not possible,” he says softly.
"It’s nothing." I bite the inside of my cheek. "I didn’t meet anyone I wanted to sleep with.”Not before you. And not after.
"All these months—" He shakes his head. "Was it because?—"
"—I wasn’t waiting for you." What a lie. I absolutely was—subconsciously, at least. But it feels stupid to say that aloud.
His gaze softens. "Honey, I haven't wanted anyone else since I met you, either."