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No condom, nothing between them. She wanted to feel him spurting inside her pussy as he had inside her mouth. She felt wild, wanton. She wanted everything she had never had. She wanted to be the woman she had craved to be in a lover’s arms. In Micah’s arms.
“You’re going to destroy me,” he groaned as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her. It was hot, pulsing, and iron-hard.
Her breath caught as he pressed inside her. She felt the full heat of his erection, felt him stretching her, working into her.
Risa moaned, pulled her legs back, and watched.
“Damn, Risa,” he groaned. “Yes, love, watch me take you. Watch how sweet you stretch for me. How your pretty pussy sucks my cock inside you.”
His explicit words were too much. Risa’s breath caught as she felt a mini-explosion rocket inside the flesh he was taking.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you, sweet?” He pressed in deeper. “You like being naughty, don’t you, baby?”
Her lips parted as she fought to breathe.
“Do you like watching my cock take you, baby? The next time, I’ll take you with the lights on. You can see what I feel. Your juices coating me, shimmering over my flesh. Fuck, I bet it looks sweet as hell.”
Her hands locked on his wrists as his palms pressed beneath her thighs, holding her legs up as he worked deeper and deeper inside her.
And she watched. The room was dark, but she could see enough. She could see her juices shimmering on his flesh as he pulled back. Then he pushed inside her again, deeper, harder.
“Yes,” she breathed out roughly. “I want all of you, Micah. All of you.”
His body strained against his control. She could feel it. Sense it.
“Deeper,” she whispered. “Fuck me deeper, Micah. Harder.”
His hips bucked, driving his erection deeper, harder. Lifting to him, Risa cried out with the wash of pleasure consuming her. She bucked against him, thrust against him, her cries tearing from her throat as the pace he set destroyed her self-control.
“Please,” she cried out, feeling the racing adrenaline in her veins, the violent need pounding in her pussy, pulsing through her womb. “Please, Micah. I need. Now.”
He drove inside her, deep and hard, to the hilt. The blinding flash of pleasure and heat had her arching, her nails biting into his wrists as the breath seemed locked in her chest.
More. She needed more. Ah God, he needed to fuck her harder, deeper.
She was whispering the words, unable to scream them.
“Fuck me. Harder. Deeper.” Like a prayer they fell from her lips, and his control shattered.
Hard. Deep. Faster. His hips surged against her, driving his erection inside her until she felt her pussy ripple, then tighten. The muscles through her body began to stiffen.
He thrust harder then, groaning her name, surging inside her, stroking nerve endings that burned, that screamed in pleasure.
When it came, she swore her spirit lifted from her body. She was flying, exploding into fragments as she heard her own wail echoing around her, joining Micah’s fierce groan as he thrust inside her, buried to the hilt, and gave in to his own release.
The feel of him spurting inside her sent more sensation, another trigger of release, exploding through her. She arched to the breaking point, her muscles drawing her tighter as she flew higher, harder, and imploded with a violence that left her shaken to the core.
She felt Micah coming over her, his arms surrounding her, drawing her against him as she shook and shuddered through the echoes of ecstasy that flooded her body.
He held her close, an anchor in a storm she should have been frightened of. Her anchor, period. He protected her, held her; for the first time in her life Risa thought perhaps she had the courage, simply to be herself. Because if she fell, Micah would be there. His arms would hold her. His strength would renew her until she could strengthen herself and stand on her own again.
For the first time in her life, she thought maybe she knew, possibly, what love could truly be.
This. Held in his arms, unafraid.
Trust. Because she knew he would never hurt her.
Intimacy. She finally knew intimacy. His laughter, his silent confidence in her. His seed spilling inside her.
