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Cane moaned quietly into my mouth as he pressed inside me. His thick head pushed past my lips and met the moisture that had pooled there. His lips paused as he thrust his hips gently and moved another inch.
My body wanted this, but I didn’t. The fact that I did want it just made me feel worse. “Stop…” I said the word out loud but hardly expected him to listen to me. The first inch of his cock was now inside my pussy, feeling my warmth and slickness. Even an earthquake wouldn’t stop him now.
He halted on top of me, but he looked at me with pure irritation. The moan that escaped his lips was full of disappointment.
“I’m sorry. I just…” I pressed against his hard chest but couldn’t move him if I tried. “I’m just not ready.”
“You want me.” He said matter-of-factly, his cock still pressing inside me. “Have me.”
I almost surrendered and dropped my hands. My pussy tightened around him automatically, enjoying the way his deep voice played on my ear. “I don’t want to do this… I need more time.” His green eyes bored into mine with authority, silently arguing with everything I said.
He could shove himself inside me and do it anyway, but he didn’t. “How much time?”
“I don’t know…just not tonight.”
He growled under his breath but kept me pinned into the couch. “Adelina, I’m not like them. I’ll make you come just like I did last time.”
I already knew that. I could feel the buildup deep between my legs. “I know…”
He pressed his face into my neck and released another growl of frustration. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
I felt his huge cock between my legs, so I did know.
He pulled his cock out of me then pressed it against my folds. “You need to trust me. I don’t want to hurt you, just make you feel good—the way you make me feel.” He rubbed his cock against my wet clit, pressing into me and giving me the kind of pleasure that made my legs shake.
I’d never had a man do this to me before, grind against me and make me feel incredible at the same time. I dry-humped my boyfriend in high school, but that was through our jeans. This was skin-to-skin, and it felt so good.
His mouth returned to mine and he kissed me just as he did before, but this time, it was with more hunger. He ground his hips against me, pushing the length of his cock along my clit over and over.
My nails dug into his back and dragged down his skin. My hips began to move on their own, grinding against his length because I wanted more of that big dick against me. I felt the burn between my legs, the announcement of a powerful orgasm.
Cane thrust his hips harder, moving with me and breathing hard. Sweat formed on his body, and his scent was powerful in my nose. He pressed me harder into the corner of the couch and watched my tits shake up and down.
My hands moved to his biceps, and I gripped them tightly when the orgasm hit. Like a jolt of lightning that shocked my body, I became white-hot. I dug my nails deep into his skin and panted into his mouth. I stopped kissing him because I preferred to scream. My moan exploded into his mouth and absorbed into his tongue.
It felt so good, just like it did last time. I’d never experienced anything like this before, not even when I touched myself in the middle of the night. Did climaxes always feel this amazing? Or was Cane just a master at giving them?
His cock was covered in my lubrication, and it made sex noises when it rubbed against my drenched pussy. He gave a few more pumps before he came with a moan, squirting all of my body with his warm seed.
I enjoyed watching him come. His eyes softened for just an instant in time as he experienced the high. He held his breath for a moment just like last time, pausing to feel the sensation as much as possible. “Jesus…” His thrusts slowed down until they stopped altogether. He admired the come sitting on my tits and stomach and leaned down to give me one final kiss.
It was soft and full of satisfaction. His tongue brushed against mine before he pulled away. His cock slowly softened, still shiny from my arousal. “I’m not a patient man, so don’t expect me to wait much longer.”
14
Cane
She came down to the kitchen on her own the next morning. I loaned her a pair of my sweatpants and one of my t-shirts so she would have something to sleep in. Somehow, she made the baggy and unflattering clothes look sexy. She’d showered and braided her hair over one shoulder. I’d never seen her with makeup, but I knew she didn’t need it. She had a natural beauty to her, the kind of brilliance that only stars possessed.
