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His hand moved down my back, cupping my ass for a moment before sliding down my leg, snagging me under the knee and pulling until my leg was draped around him. His hand moved back to my ass, pulling me closer until I felt his hard length press into my stomach. His lips released me and my eyes fluttered open.
"You're in control," he told me, squeezing my ass.
I assumed that meant I had to, you know like... guide him inside me. I ran a hand down his stomach glorying in the way his abdominal muscles jumped under my touch. Finding his cock, I reached for it before I could chicken out, and shifted my hips upward until I felt him press against my slick cleft. A shudder coursed through me as Wolf's hand tightened on my ass. I shifted up further, feeling the hard, insistent head of his cock press against my entrance. I released his cock, looking up into his eyes for reassurance.
My hand moved to rest on the side of his neck like he had done many times to me and I pressed my hips downward, feeling his thick cock push past the entrance and slide inside me. I was turned on, slick from a previous orgasm and the promise of another. But there was the barest twinge of discomfort from either how long it had been for me or how large he was, or a combination of the two.
I felt my face scrunch up as my hips jerked instinctively against the pain. "Hurt?" Wolf asked, hand no longer on my ass, but whispering up and down the leg that was cocked over his hip.
"Just a little."
"You'll adjust," he assured me, leaning forward and claiming my lips again, getting me lost in the taste of him, in the feel of his tongue moving over mine.
Then like he promised, I adjusted. Hands cradling his face, and therefore a hefty handful of beard, I was so lost in him that my hips sank fully down without me intending to. He filled me to the hilt, spreading me around him. I never knew I could feel that full before. That that was what my body had been craving every time I was around him, that fullness.
"Janie move," he grumbled against my lips as I stayed still, absorbing every sensation.
I pulled my lips from his, moving back to watch his face as I pulled my hips up slightly and pressed back down, letting out a surprised whimper. "Feel good," he said, a compliment, praise. I felt good. I had no such words because I knew of none that did how he felt justice. My hips kept the same tentative pace, my body holding tightly onto each thick inch.
My orgasm felt trapped, stuck behind some unseen barrier that I couldn't break through. I pushed against Wolf and let out a grumble.
On a small chuckle, his hand landed on my ass, holding tight, as he rolled onto his back, keeping me on top. "Prop up. Wanna watch," he said when I rested my cheek against his chest. I pushed up, planting my hands beside his shoulders.
"Watch what?" I asked, shifting my knees into place at his sides.
"Your face when I do this," he clarified with a devilish grin as he started thrusting up into me, fast, barely-controlled. "There it is," he smiled, his free hand moving up to the side of my neck and curling in hard.
Yeah it was. There, that is. Right there. My orgasm. After what felt like an endless game of keep-away, I felt it getting closer, getting stronger.
On a moan, I found his pace, shoving my hips downward as he thrust up, taking him as deep as my body would allow each time. "Wolf I..." I whimpered, losing the pace, staying still as he drove it home.
"Come," he demanded, thrusting deep as my walls contracted hard around him. My arms went to jello and I landed on his chest on a moan, my entire body going taut for a second then shaking as the waves kept crashing. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he thrust through the orgasm, drawing it out, giving every last bit of pleasure my body would allow. Then he buried deep on a low growl, his body shuddering under mine as he came.
He went still beneath me, one hand heavy on my ass, the other limply holding my neck.
I came back down slowly. The shaking stopped; my breathing evened out; my heartbeat slowed. My brain seemed the last to return home, feeling cloudy with the dopamine from an orgasm. The full weight of what I had done settled down on me and I felt myself smiling against his chest.
I had no way of knowing, but I had been missing out.
I didn't need an hour and a half of grappling to get rid of the anger and restlessness I tended to carry around with me. Nope, I just needed a good roll in the hay. Every inch of my body felt languid and heavy. Satisfied. I felt satisfied. And safe. With him still inside me, with his arms around me, I had never felt safer. Unbidden, tears stung at the backs of my eyes.
"Jesus Christ," I grumbled into his skin.
His entire body went tense beneath me. "What?" he asked, hands going to my shoulders and pushing me upward like I weighed nothing. Which, to him, I probably did. My hands planted on his chest to take my weight and his hands immediately went to my cheeks and brushed at the tears. "Janie..." he said, his voice deep and concerned.
"God, I'm being such a girl," I said, scrunching my face up which only succeeded in making more tears slip out.
"You are a girl," he said, giving me a smile that said he didn't understand.
"Yeah but I'm not a girl. Augh!" I growled, sitting back on my ankles and wiping at my cheeks myself. "Next thing you know I'll be crying over fucking greeting cards and shit." I felt his chest start to shake underneath me and tried to give him a hard look which, well, was impossible when you were still freaking crying. "It's not fucking funny!"
