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I feel vulnerable as I look over my shoulder.
Deklan’s eyes shine in the dim light of the bedroom. He reaches to my shoulders and massages them, and I relax a little.
“If you decide you don’t like it, just tell me.” Deklan gathers my hair up in one hand and kisses the back of my neck. “I can stop any time.”
He releases my hair, allowing it to fall over my shoulder, and then trails his fingers down the center of my back. I feel him grip my hip with one hand before he presses the tip of his cock against me and slides forward.
I gasp. The angle in this position makes everything feel different. A deep groan comes from Deklan’s throat as he leans over my back, rubbing my shoulders and arms.
“Do you like that?” I feel his hot breath on the back of my neck.
“It feels different.”
“Good kind of different?”
“Yes.” I adjust my knees against the mattress and push back against him a bit, and Deklan grunts as he buries himself deeper.
He moves back and forth slowly a few times, then a little faster. He reaches around and grips my breasts, pinches my nipples, and kisses between my shoulder blades before he sits back up, changing the angle again, and starts moving with long, hard trusts.
“Oh, God!” I cry out. I reach forward and dig my fingers into the sheets as I try to match his pace, pushing back to meet each stroke.
“Do you know how perfect you look with your ass in the air and my cock sliding in and out of you?”
“Fuck…Deklan…ugh!”
“Sweet Jesus, that feels good.”
He moves faster and harder, and each thrust feels like it’s going deeper than the last. He grips my hips hard and pulls me back against him as he moves.
“I want you to feel this,” Deklan says, punctuating each word with a thrust, “every moment I’m gone. I want you so sore, you can’t walk without thinking about me.”
He continues his relentless pounding until I can no longer hold myself up on my arms. With my face pressed against the mattress, I give up trying to match his pace, and just let him take me as he wants.
“Give me your hand,” he says as he slows down for a moment.
I reach my hand down toward his knees, and he takes it, moving it to my center.
“Touch yourself,” he says. “Make yourself come on my cock.”
I can barely make my muscles obey my commands, but I do as he says, rubbing my fingers back and forth and then in a circle around my clit. Deklan pulls back and then slams into me.
“Ahh!”
“Shush!” He smacks my ass but only lightly. It surprises me but doesn’t hurt. “Play with that pussy. I want to feel you tighten up around me.”
He pulls back and slams home again and again. I cry out with each deep thrust, matching the furiousness of his movements with my fingers until the tidal wave builds, crests, and crashes all around me.
“Sweet Jesus, yes…” Deklan moans as I fall apart from the inside out. My muscles give up on me, and Deklan has to hold my hips to keep me upright as he leans over, grabs my arms tightly, and starts pounding quickly. “Oh, God! Kera! Kera!”
With a long groan, Deklan thrusts hard and holds himself against me as I feel warmth spread deep inside. He keeps himself there for a few seconds before he collapses on my back and rolls us both to our sides.
As we fall against the bed, he slips out of me with another grunt and then places a hand against my stomach, pressing my body to his. I curl up with my back to his chest, thoughts of dinner completely gone from my head. He wraps both arms around me and kisses my shoulder as he runs his thumb back and forth across my wrist.
“If I’m going to get that every time you travel,” I say, “you should travel more often.”
“You can have that every day when I’m here, as far as I’m concerned. Three times on the weekends.”
“I’m already sore.”
