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“Fuck no, but that talented mouth is gonna make me spill again, and I want to be inside you when I come.”
I brush her hair behind her shoulders and cup her breasts, sliding my thumbs over her puckered nipples. She jerks as I pinch them, parting her lips and closing her eyes as I roll and tug them between my fingers. Her head falls back on a moan, forcing her breasts deeper into my hands.
Reaching down, I caress her sex, exploring her slowly. I watch the changing expressions on her face as my fingers work, listening to every catch of her breath, every whimper, every quiver. I’ve never wanted to please a woman more than I want to please my wife.
Her pussy radiates heat against my hand, her wetness making my fingers slick and almost driving me insane. Then she begins to move, thrusting her hips instinctively against the pressure of my hand, seeking her release. Her soft whimpers give way to breathy moans as her passion grows, and the musky scent of her arousal fills my nostrils.
“Let me taste you,” I mutter, grasping her hips and positioning her over my mouth. “Lower yourself down, sweetheart. Need to eat this sweet pussy.”
“Lucas, I… Oh, God!”
Amalie cries out as I lift my head and spear my tongue through her folds. I groan as her essence explodes on my tongue, and I flick her swollen bud, drawing it between my lips and sucking hard. My lips and tongue are relentless as I devour her sweet cunt. Her breath comes in ragged moans, and her cries mingle with my deep moans. She grinds against my mouth, riding my face as she chases her orgasm.
Sliding a finger inside her, I thrust hard, and she comes against my mouth with a husky cry. I drink her sweet nectar until the taste and scent of her saturates my senses, teasing every drop of pleasure from her.
And I know she’s ready for me.
I move Amalie so she’s straddling my hips again and haul myself into a sitting position. Her gaze is even with mine, her hands resting on my shoulders, her legs spread over my hips. Reaching between us, I adjust my cock so it’s poised at her slick entrance.
“Take me inside you, Amalie. You’re in control.”
A shiver runs through her, and I sense her hesitation. She holds her breath as she slowly lowers herself onto me until the head of my cock nudges inside her. Then she withdraws as if afraid it will hurt to take me any deeper.
I fight the urge to thrust, holding still beneath her, brushing my lips over hers. “You are so beautiful. So fucking sexy.”
Again and again, she lowers herself on me, taking a little more each time. It’s torture to enter her like this, inch by slow, slick inch. My body shakes and sweat beads on my chest as I struggle to restrain myself.
But I can’t deny my masculine gratification as I watch her, seeing the effect I have on her—her soft moans, the tremor of her body, and the hunger on her face. I wonder if I’m about to lose my mind when she lifts her hips once more and slides down my entire length until I’m sheathed deep inside her.
The sensation is… staggering, but I grit my teeth and rein in my need. “Does it hurt, sweet girl?”
Amalie answers with a breathless moan. Her eyes flutter shut, and her breasts rise and fall with each rapid breath. I welcome the pain of her fingernails digging into my shoulders, savor it.
I kiss her eyelids open, cupping her face and looking deep into her eyes. “Your first time, Amalie. Fuck, I love you.”
“I love you, Lucas,’ she sighs.
Amalie looks into my eyes, and I see the same tangle of emotions I’m experiencing reflected there. Never have I been so connected to another person.
I begin to move inside her.
“Lucas.” She whispers my name as each slow, silky thrust stretches her, awakening the hidden places inside her.
I drive into her, thrusting from beneath, my rhythm steady and slow as I hold her tight and press heated kissed to her throat. She slides her hands up the sweat-slick skin of my chest, over my shoulders, and down the tense planes of his back.
Instinctively, she begins to match my thrusts, her hips rocking against me, sheathing me deeper, urging me on.
I groan and thrust harder, faster. “Fuck, yes, Amalie. Ride me!”
Her body seems to know what she needs even if she doesn’t, seeking release from her precious torment. “Lucas, help me, please!”
“Okay, sweetheart. I’ve got you,” I rasp, my fingers digging into her flesh as I grip her ass. I adjust the angle so the root of my cock hits her clit with every thrust until she’s breathing in ragged pants.
She’s impossibly tight, her wet heat gripping me hard. Lust bolts through my gut at the hot, slippery feel of her. My gaze drops to where our bodies are joined, my cock buried inside her, her entrance tight and glistening, her delicate inner lips clinging to my shaft as I move in and out of her. The erotic sight almost makes me come. I clench my jaw. Not yet.
I fight to slow my breathing, willing my body to wait. I’ll give her all the time she needs to get there again. I adjust my pace, searching for the right rhythm, knowing I’ve found it when her eyes drift shut and her lips part on a whimper.
Remembering how sensitive her nipples are, I lower my mouth to her breasts and suckle her. Amalie gasps, moaning my name and arching against me. Her legs tighten around my hips, her sweet cunt gripping me, stroking me, making my balls draw tight. The carnal abandon on her beautiful face makes it impossible to think as heat builds in my groin, and my climax draws perilously near again.
