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When he broke the kiss, he was panting, beads of sweat covering his brow. He moved his mouth to the hollow of my throat and I tilted it to the side to give him better access, to let him lick and suck, gently bite at me.
And that was when I came for him.
I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t even try.
At first, I felt this tightening in my body, this tingle moving up my spine and outward to my fingertips before exploding inside me in this grand finale of fireworks and pleasure.
I couldn’t help but arch my back, my breasts thrust out and brushing against Cullen’s chest, the pleasure consuming me. I saw stars dance behind my closed lids, felt my body go numb from how intense the pleasure was.
I opened my eyes when the pleasure dimmed and saw Cullen breathing hard, his chest rising and falling, blocking out everything behind him from how broad his shoulders were. I felt caged in but only in the best of ways.
“God, Kimber,” he groaned my name and rested his forehead against mine, closing his eyes. “Seeing you come for me, knowing it’s because of me you feel that way… is my undoing.”
I smoothed my hands over his bulging muscles, and he kissed me instantly, but before we could really get into it again, he was pulling away.
“Be with me, Cullen.” I said again, feeling like I’d asked, begged a hundred times.
“You sure about that?” he asked and ran his hand over his jaw. God, that turned me on too.
I nodded. “I’m more than sure,” I whispered.
He closed his eyes for a second, the muscles in his body standing in stark relief, a testament to how tense he was. I knew he wouldn’t give me anything less than what I wanted. I didn’t know how I was so certain of that, but I felt it in my bones, in my very soul.
The heat that came from his body could have scorched my skin clean off. It was a heady and intoxicating sensation.
He gripped his massive dick and started stroking himself from root to tip. “You want this, baby?” His voice was rough, his eyes still half-lidded. The pleasure reflected back at me was tangible.
“I do,” I whispered, surprised I could even speak.
He made this low sound of need again, and then he was smoothing his hand over my breasts, down my belly, and touching my sensitive, soaked pussy.
And then he settled between my thighs and pressed his hips forward, so I felt the hard length of him nudge between my legs once more. His cock felt so hot, and I wanted that thick heat deep inside my body.
“I’m going to make this good for you. I’m going to make you mine.”
Yes.
“Once my cock is in you, I won’t stop. I can’t.”
God. Yes.
He moved his hand between our bodies, and his knuckles brushed along my sensitive pussy. He positioned the thick, bulbous head of his erection at the entrance of my body but didn’t thrust in right away. Instead, he held very still, looking in my eyes. I heard my pulse pounding in my ears.
“Ask me for it.” That didn’t even sound like him for how deep his voice was.
“Give it to me.” I’d never been so forward. But then again, I’d never wanted anything like this before.
With his cockhead nudging at the entrance of my pussy, his hands on the mattress by my head, and time seeming to stand still, I knew there was no going back from this.
Good.
In one move, he pushed his length into me. It was slow, but that didn’t matter, because the stretch and burn, the discomfort was instant and stole my breath. The pain of being stretched by his size had my eyes watering. He stilled when he was fully in me, neither of us breathing as we stared at each other. His balls were pressed right up against my slick flesh, and I bit my lip hard enough I tasted blood.
He closed his eyes, and I saw a muscle tic at his jaw. “Christ.” The sounds that left him right after that were carnal and feral.
They speared into my body and created this delicious vibration that went straight to my clit.
“I’ve never felt anything so… fucking perfect before.” He opened his eyes and with slow, measured strokes moved in and out of me.
A sharp inhale filled my lungs with oxygen, and these delicious sensations moved through me.
He pushed in and pulled out of me in this slow, agonizingly pleasurable pace. But as the seconds moved by, I felt his control slip in the way he held me… fucked me.
And as the seconds moved to minutes, Cullen started thrusting into me harder and pulling out faster. Soon, beads of sweat covered both of our flesh, and my throat was dry from the amount of air I sucked in, trying to breathe, trying not to pass out from how good it all was.
