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“Yeah, it is. Just for you Bambi.”

I thrust in deeper, and she mewls, urging me on. Her pussy swallows me in a tight hold and I shudder with restraint. I’m going to make her come multiple times before I finish. I need to, have to feel her come apart around me as many times as possible.

With a few smooth strokes I’m buried to the hilt and I have to clench my eyes shut and breathe in her rose scent to steady myself.

Once I’m in control again I begin to move. Long, deep thrusts intermixed with short fast pumps. The sound of our bodies connecting echoes through the cabin and I fucking hope the smell of our sex lingers for days.

When her moans and squeaks grow more rapid, I know her orgasm is growing. Pulling back, I reach up and intertwine our hands again, using the position as leverage to lean back and piston into her. I want to make her come with just my cock, then later I’ll make her come with my tongue and fingers, then again on my cock. She won’t be able to walk tomorrow without feeling the reminder of me between her thighs.

Bambi’s pert tits bounce as I pound into her, making sure my pelvis slaps against her clit with every thrust. Her head falls back and she cries out as her pussy clamps down on my cock and she comes for the first time tonight. Her orgasm pulses hard and tight on my shaft and I push in deep, rocking and flexing inside her prolonging her pleasure.

“That’s it Bambi, come for me. Soak me with your orgasm.”

I remain buried inside her holding my own orgasm at bay; which is near damn impossible with how hard she just came around my cock.

“That was…mmm”

Bambi’s body becomes languid and I let our hands fall from the rope. Hers easily wrap around my neck and I take advantage of her lips so close to mine and kiss her again. The tongue play has my still hard cock twitching and wanting more.

“We’re not done yet,” I tell her before picking her up and carrying her to my bed. I want her all over my sheets.

Chapter 5: Raelyn

I don’t mind being held down by him

Warren wasn’t joking when he said we weren’t done. After blowing my fucking mind on his kitchen counter, he carried me to his bed and made me orgasm two more times, with only his mouth and fingers. Both of which are just as talented as his cock.

I’m nearly dead from all the pleasure but he still hasn’t come. I can tell he wants to, that he needs to. A few times he had to grip his length and breathe deeply for a minute before continuing.

I can’t believe I’m in Warren’s bed and he’s naked and I am becoming very familiar with all parts of him. Every part of him is beautiful. I want to just sit and stare at his naked body for hours. Then touch his naked body for hours. Then kiss him for hours. Longer than hours. I would kill for years with Warren like this. I’ll have to settle for memories of this night because that’s all I’ll ever have.

We’ve made a mess of his bed, the blue comforter is crumpled to the side and the white sheets are all wrinkled beneath me. I’ve just recovered from my last orgasm and Warren is kneeling over me stroking himself slowly. I want to taste him like he tasted me. If tonight is all I’ll have, I want it all.

Leaning up on my elbow I reach out and take him in hand and slip his hot hard length between my lips without hesitation. Warren hisses and groans as I pull him deeper into my throat. Ican’t take all of him, but my hand grips his base and I bob up and down his length, stroking up his shaft with every retreat of my mouth. He looks down at me reverently as if memorizing every suck and lick.

I pop my mouth off his cock and lick up the thick vein on the underside, circling the head and gently running my teeth over his tip.

“Alright. That’s enough. I can’t take anymore,” he proclaims, forcing me to release his cock.

I squeak when he playfully pushes me back onto the bed, my upper body bouncing slightly on impact. He’s positioned between my legs and presses the length of his body to mine the moment I’m on my back. His mouth seeks mine, just as it has every time he’s close enough. Kissing Warren is a drug I’m finding myself quickly addicted to. The withdrawals are going to be hell. Do they have rehab for kiss addicts?

I’m so wet between my legs he has no issue pressing easily inside me. It’s a lot smoother than the first time, but just as good. He’s a lot bigger than the guys I’ve been with before. All hard muscles and flexing abs. His movements are always precise and perfect, hitting every spot I need him to. He reads my body like a road map and follows all the directions it gives him.

We both groan loudly when he’s fully inside me, pressing his face to the crook of my neck and sucking hard. It’s a good thing it’s getting colder, and I’ll be wearing sweaters and scarves, because I will no doubt have one or two marks left by him in the morning.

He bites on the flesh of my shoulder, and I suck in a breath. The sting of pain mixes deliciously with the pleasure his cock is giving. He reaches up and grips both of my wrists above my head with one large hand. I don’t mind being held down by him. I like it even. Knowing he wants me right where I am and under his control. I fucking love it.

My back arches and he slips his free hand to the small of my back then lower, cupping one ass cheek. Urging me forward as he thrusts inside me. Eager to find his release but drawing out the movement in long strokes. Our bodies find a natural rhythm, perfectly in sync, as if we’ve known each other in and out for years. I suppose we have, just not on such an intimate level.

Warren drives deep inside, reaching my very essence. I want him to shatter and feel everything he’s been making me feel all night. I want to see it so badly I can’t think of anything else.

His eyes find mine and stay there, his forehead resting against my own. I watch his expression as it shifts. Soft desire turns into determination spurring on his movements as his pace increases. Pupils dilate as his orgasm builds. I can feel my own growing again. I never knew I could come so many times in one night, but Warren is proving there are many things he can make my body do and feel that I never expected.

Desire, lust, blissful pleasure, gratitude…love.

When his jaw clenches, I know he’s close, but he still won’t let himself fall over that edge.

“Come for me Warren. I want to feel it,” I plead, wanting nothing more than to feel his cock pulse and throb inside me and hear him as he comes.