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“You’re cold,” she murmured into his shoulder.
“You’re warm,” he countered. “So warm and soft and beautiful.” He kissed her deeply, plundering her mouth with his tongue. The softness and the firm pressure penetrating her mouth made her anticipate what he would do next. His hands sought hers determinedly, entwining their fingers level with her head.
She liked when he trapped her hands like that, but couldn’t fathom why she liked it. She just relished the feel of him taking charge of her body, holding her secure. Thinking was unnecessary, unwanted even. This was all about feeling and sensation and the friction of skin touching skin.
He mounted her, urging her legs apart with his knees, his sex seeking hers, instinctive in finding the way. Very wet and ready to take him in, she bent her own knees this time, loving the weight of him settling on her.
“Warm me up then,” he breathed as he thrust himself deep and slow.
“Ahhh…”
Something seemed to spur him. Maybe it was the cry she made, but he was freer, more abandoned in his movements this time. He stroked with more force.
“You’re tight.” He began to moan in that surging way, punctuating an exhale with each thrust.
Georgina loved the sound of him when he moved in and out. It made her feel powerful to know that taking him into her body felt very good to him. She didn’t know much about male physiology, especially when it came to sex, but it didn’t take brilliance to understand that the sounds Jeremy was making meant he liked what they were doing.
Bearing down on him, she squeezed her inner muscles around his shaft and the onslaught of his strokes.
“God, yes! Keep squeezing me. Don’t stop! Gina!”
The plunging sex barreled on, his lips dropping to her breasts where he drew her nipples into his mouth, suckling deeply, first one and then the other. It was ravishment, pure and simple. And being ravished by Jeremy was nothing less than divine. Georgina could only describe the sensation as a hunger. The sl
iding back and forth got her moving against him. She felt the soft slap of testes bumping her with every stroke. He fit perfectly inside her, and she wanted him to keep moving forcefully like he was. Using her inner muscles to squeeze tight around him some more, she heard him rasp out strained words. “I’m going to—”
As soon as he spoke, he released one of her hands and moved his palm down between them. Long, purposeful fingers glided over and into her soaked core as he continued to pump hard against it. “Come with me, Gina. Come with me, please!”
Something was happening to her. His movements, his words, and now the stroking to her slick nub forced a building roar to come erupting through her body. Intense convulsions consumed her so that she couldn’t help but cry out. Jeremy seemed to be cresting the final surge of his own release, growing rigid as he shot his seed on a hard thrust and filled her up. All she could do was cling to him and ride the wave of satisfaction that pulsed through every part of her. She melded into his body, letting the senses take her over.
Eventually awareness returned, and she was brought to the realization that both had stopped moving and were flat on their backs, side by side. Panting together for a long time, unable to do anything other than breathe.
She reacted first. “I—I—” Unable to stop the tears, she brought her hand up to her mouth and wept, the emotion of the experience all consuming.
Jeremy spoke stiffly. “I was too rough. I scared you, didn’t I?”
“Nooo.” She shuddered, looking over at him.
“You can tell me, Gina. I know I’m a beast when I fuck—umm when I took you just then—I’m sorry!” He looked totally miserable and unsure of himself. “Shall I go anyway? I can sleep in another—”
“It’s not you or how you did it! Jeremy, please don’t leave me here—” she wailed, knowing she sounded hysterical and pitiful and couldn’t blame him one jot for wanting to get away.
“What’s wrong then? Why are you upset?” He loomed over her now, frowning.
Georgina attempted a calm response hoping it might soothe him. “Something happened to me. I never felt anythi—”
“You came,” he interrupted. “You got an orgasm, a release, a rush of pleasure that overtook you. Am I right? Please say I’m right!” His eyes entreated as his voice sounded hopeful.
She nodded. “Jeremy, it felt good. Wickedly good.” The need for air into her lungs was still great. Even now she still gulped in air as she came down from the heady peak. “I had no idea such—”
He kissed her hard, interrupting again. “That’s what you’re supposed to feel, what I want you to feel! Wickedly good, every time!”
“Truly?”
“I don’t lie. Truly.” He began showering kisses over her cheeks, kissing away the tear streaks. “You please me so much, Gina, and giving you pleasure in this makes it all the more perfect.” His expression changed then. He looked rueful now.
“What is it, Jeremy? You are frowning at me again.”
“I’m afraid I won’t ever get enough of you. I am a randy lout. I’ll want you like this all the time. Gina, I know I will.”
