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He licks into my mouth as he climbs over me. The mattress dips beneath his weight, and I roll onto my side and pull him with me. My hand on his face, his hand on my breast. He thumbs my nipple before moving that hand to my thigh, hiking it over his hip.
“You on top,” he murmurs. “I wanna watch you ride my dick.”
I know it’s going to feel full this way.Veryfull, if Abel’s size is any indication.
But I still climb on top of him and straddle his hips. He runs his hands up my sides, the calluses on his palms whispering against my skin.
“You’re lovely, you know that?” His voice is quiet. When his thumbs find my nipples, I tip my head back, reveling in the drawn-taut feeling ofabout to.
I’m about to be fucked by a man who knows how.
I’m about to have my second orgasm of the night, the wayhe plucks on my nipples reminding me of the way he plucked at my clit.
I’m about to do something I shouldn’t.
I really, really shouldn’t spread my knees and sink down. I shouldn’t roll my hips so my center glides over his dick.
I shouldn’t listen when he growls, “Get on my fucking dick, honey. Get the fuck on my dick”, but I do.
twenty-one
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Jen
Every Damn Time
Grabbing him,I rise up and notch him at my entrance.
The pressure is already enormous, sending a shiver through me. Abel must feel it, because he puts his hands on my hips and splays his fingers, holding the small of my back steady as I begin to sink onto him.
“Oh,” I breathe, flattening my hand on his stomach to catch myself. “This is a lot.”
“Aw, baby, you can do it.” Loosening one of the hands on my hips, he reaches down and rolls his thumb over my clit. “Look at this pretty pussy, taking me in. I’ll fit. Go slow.”
I sink a little lower. The friction is intense. So is the pinching sensation I feel.
He fills me to the point of pain.
I look down and see him watching my face. He keeps moving his thumb, heat pooling low in my core as the stretch inside me becomes almost unbearable.
The music hits a crescendo. The song is just sinister enough to feel just right for this moment. The one in which I either come apart or start to cry.
My eyes water. It’sso much.
“I don’t know?—”
“Yes, you can.” Abel palms my breast. “You can also stop at any time. You know that, right?”
I nod. “I don’t want to stop.”
“Then keep going, baby. Show me what you can do.”
Egged on by the music, I sink lower. I’m gripped by a burn thathurts. I wonder if I’m going to do permanent damage to my inner organs. My legs shake with the effort to keep my body upright.
Abel helps, his hand on my hip again. His nostrils flare. “You feel so good, baby. Look.” He puts his other hand on the top of my thigh. “Look how well we fit. I told you.”
I glance down, a shockwave of arousal crashing through me at the obscenity of how Abel looks inside me. My labia are spread around his girth, and the sinews that connect my legs to my pelvis are drawn taut.
