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Then he lets go of where he’s been controlling me with his hands and arms, finally allowing my body weight to drive me down onto him.
I cry out in pleasure and pain as my core envelops him, the slow seating seeming to go on and on and on. His thickness and length fill me with warmth and a fullness I’ve not experienced before.
“Oh my god,” I whisper, my eyes closed again and my head tilted back. “You’re too big,” I say.
I keep my body frozen once he’s all the way in, allowing myself a moment to adjust to the sensation of my body trying to fuck a tree trunk.
Boyd’s hands massage soothingly over my hips, run along my back, and trace soft nothings into my stomach, making me giggle then cry out again when the laughter unexpectedly shifts him inside of me.
“Don’t make me laugh.”
Of course, Boyd begins chuckling himself, and I drop my gaze back to his in a glare, which only makes him laugh harder. His body moves slightly, the broadness of his dick pushing ever so slightly more inside of where he already rests, too deep, too big, too much.
A deep moan falls unbidden out of my mouth, the sound echoing off the walls.
“I’ve never laughed during sex before,” he tells me, his grin wide. “Maybe before or after, but not while I’m inside of someone.”
“Does that mean I can say having sex with you was a joke?”
His eyes narrow. “You teasing me?”
I nod. “I love teasing you,” I whisper.
Boyd moves his hands so one rests on my hip, the other stroking down my belly toward where we’re connected.
“And I love teasing you,” he replies.
Then his finger swirls around my clit, the tiny ministration drawing every ounce of my attention right to that impossibly small bundle of nerves.
I moan, my body moving of its own accord when my hips begin to rotate in slow circles. It only soothes the ache inside me for a moment, though, eventually only serving to stoke the fire blazing under the water.
“You’re so tight,” he tells me.
“Does it feel good?” I whisper, loving the way his eyes roll back and his mouth falls open as I lift the slightest bit off of him and then drop back down.
The movement makes me pant out a harsh breath, an unfamiliar feeling suddenly and swiftly spreading up to my chest.
“So fucking good.” He moves his hands back to palm my ass cheeks, taking control of the motion of my hips.
My fingernails dig into the skin of his shoulders as my movements become harsher, harder. Up and down, up and down, the water beginning to swirl around us. Then that single finger is back again, stroking against the dangerous spot that has me filled with confusion and feeling like I might burst out of my skin.
There’s no way I’m stopping, whether I can come or not. The way this feels, this slow burn that’s turned into a brushfire, the way Boyd’s eyes stay attuned to my every movement…I wouldn’t give this up for the world.
We’ve graduated from humping against each other to full-on fucking, my body smacking against Boyd’s as he helps lift me up and slam me back down, his dick pounding into me hard, again and again and again.
“I’m going to come,” Boyd says, the cords in his neck straining as his body surges him on a train toward a pleasure I wish I could experience with him.
But I still get joy out of watching him hit that peak, knowing I brought him there.
His eyes roll back in his head, his jaw grinding as he groans in pleasure, and I squeeze my internal muscles as much as I can, reveling in the little jolts his body gets as he comes down from the summit.
“That was…” Boyd doesn’t use words to describe it, instead letting out a moan I’ve heard people emit when they taste something delicious for the first time.
“For me, too,” I say, dropping my mouth to kiss him, wanting to reassure him that even though I didn’t come, I still enjoyed every minute.
He hums and kisses me then pulls his head back. “Even the butt stuff?”
I burst into laughter and watch as Boyd convulses under me, his softening dick still inside me. I laugh even harder as he pulls out of me, my vagina becoming a weapon of torture now that he’s not hard anymore.
