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“More...” Lifting a hand from my shoulder, she buries it in my hair, fingers gripped tight with desperation. “I want more… please, I—” The last of it spins away on a shuddering moan when I slip finger number three inside her. “Ohmygod.” The short, blunt nails dug into my back rake down the length of it while her thighs instantly beginning to shake around the pump and stroke of my fingers. Her wet pussy stretched around them, nearly to its limit, begins to flex and hum with the release that’s barreling down on her.
“Do you feel that?” Angling my fingers so they press and rub against her G-spot with every stroke, I nip one of her stiff, swollen nipples with my teeth. “You’re about to come for me, Sunshine.” Fingers working and stretching her quivering slit, thumb circling and pressing against her slick, swollen clit I feel my own release squeeze against the base of my spine when she begins to shake and moan, her hips bucking and pumping against the press of my hand.
“Went.” She screams my name, her hands clawing across my back to fist themselves in my hair as she starts to come, the flex and grip of her pussy so tight I can feel the heat of it spiraling up the length of my shaft. “The picture…” The hands in my hair start to pull, tearing my mouth away from her, desperate for more. “Please, Went… I need—”
Pushing away from her on a feral growl, I lift myself onto my knees. Kneeling between her thighs, I lift her hips, fingers gripping so hard their tips disappear into the soft give of them. Angling them up to meet mine, I press the blunt, thick head of my cock against her entrance, the first inch of it ripping a sharp, startled gasp up the line of her throat, her thighs instantly beginning to shake in my grip.
“Fuck…” Teeth clenched, ears ringing, I force myself to go still. Wait for the burn I know she must be feeling to subside. “Kait?”
“More.” She moans it softly, fingers twisting in the sheet beneath us like she’s hanging on for dear life. “I want—”
Pulling out, I flex my hips forward again, harder this time, feeding another inch of my cock inside her tight, swollen pussy. The base of my spine instantly begins to burn, my balls contracting with the suddenly urge to come.
“Breathe for me, Sunshine…” Ignoring the burn, I begin working myself into her as carefully as I can, rocking my hips forward. Each short, shallow thrust progressively harder, working my cock in, deeper and deeper. “So good…” I stroke her clit, giving her as much pleasure as I can, to pay for the pain. “You’re doing so good…” Circling and teasing her slick bundle of nerves, I relentlessly drag her toward to edge of another orgasm. “We’re almost there… almost…” I take the rest of her pussy when she starts to come on a final stroke, so deep and hard it nearly blinds me.
Fuuuck.
Ears ringing, the base of my spine burning like wildfire, while her tight, slick pussy grips and squeezes like a fist as she comes on my cock, I fight against the urge to move. Try to get myself under some sort of control so I don’t come before I’ve even actually fucked her.
“Went…” She moans my name, rocking her hips against mine while the last wave of her orgasm wash over her. “More… please, I want…”
Chest heaving, balls so tight they hurt, I look down at where I’m buried inside her which is a mistake because as soon as I catch the sight of her tight, pink pussy stretched around the thick base of my cock, the urge to move is too much. I can’t fight it. Rolling my hips, I pull out, almost to the tip before watching myself stroke back into her.
Shifting my grip on her hips, I slick my thumb over her clit again, pressing and circling against it while I pump and fuck myself into her.
Lifting my gaze I see the complete picture of us and I wish this room was filled with mirrors so she can see it too. How perfect she looks taking my cock. The way her tits bounce with every hard stroke I give her. The gentle arch of her back. The hard press of her shoulders. The tight line of her jaw. The long stretch of her arms, thrown above her head, hands flat and braced against the headboard to hold herself in place against the hard pound of my hips.
“You were made to fuck, Sunshine…” Thumb swirling against her clit, I feel my own release barreling down on me like a tidal wave, the wildfire building against the base of my spine suddenly blazing out of control, hips rocking and bucking against hers, hard enough to bruise. “So fucking perfect…”
“Yes…” Her entire body goes stiff, pussy flexing and spasming again, milking my cock on another orgasm that drags me over the edge.
“Fuuuck…” Giving her a final, deep stroke, I pull out. Dropping her hips, I fist my jerking cock so I can pump myself in my grip, our eyes locked together while I cover her stomach and tits in my cum.
Just like the picture.
FORTY-SEVEN
Kaitlyn
Just like the picture.
It’s what I asked him for.
What I told him I wanted.
And just like he promised, Went gave it to me.
Staring up at him, watching him come, feeling the way the head of his cock grazes my stomach with every spasm. The weight and heat of his gaze while he looks down at the places he’s covered me in his cum.
You were made to fuck, Sunshine…
So fucking perfect…
More.
I want more.
Like he can read my mind, the corner of Went’s mouth lifts in a lopsided grin that nearly stops my heart.