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“I’m supposed to hold off,” he says, his voice already ragged. “There was more I had planned, before…”
“I don’t care,” I tell him, my own voice needy and strained. “I need you. Please.”
Nico makes a growl deep inside his throat, an inhuman noise, the kind of sound an animal would make. He tears his own shirt off over his head in one movement and throws it to the side, then stands up above me to take care of his shorts.
When he tugs them down in one movement, the momentum is enough to make his dick spring out and bounce several times, hard and pointing up at the sky. I gasp when I see it. I had no idea that it was going to be so big. Is that going to fit inside me? I have no idea how all of this works, and I have to hope he knows what he's doing. Because I somehow can't believe that I could get all of that glorious length inside me.
It's not just what's between his legs that I find myself admiring. His whole body is toned and muscled, so impressive it feels like I might be looking at a Greek god. I already knew that he took care of himself, but this is far more than I expected. His toned abs, visible under the surface of his skin, lead to a sharp V of muscles that seem to point right down to his thick rod. His legs and arms are both muscled, corded, and glowing in his golden tanned skin. For a moment, I wonder how he might have such an even tan, even under the parts where his clothes cover.
And then I realize - I'm probably about to get the same.
“Can’t hold off,” Nico tells me, his voice coming in grunts now with his need. “Need you now. Want to make you mine.”
I have no shame left. I lay open in front of him, spreading my legs further, reaching up my arms in a silent plea for him to come to me.
He kneels over me, guiding himself with his hand. For a moment he simply rubs himself against me, and his member is so warm and soft, hard at the same time, like nothing I would ever have expected. He pauses then to look me in the eyes as he slowly nudges just a little way inside, making me gasp in surprise. It's so big. How will I ever manage to fit all of him inside?
But Nico keeps eye contact as he moves his hips just a little, sliding further in. I gasp again, and he pauses. I realize then he is basing his speed on my reactions, reading everything he needs to know on my face. And I realize, too, that even though it feels unbelievably tight at first, that feeling subsides fairly quickly. It's like I’m getting used to having the whole of him inside me, something that has never happened before. But my body adapts. It learns. And it likes what it feels.
He gradually rocks himself inside me just a little bit at a time. Every time, I think that this must be all I can take, that he can't possibly reach any further inside me. But every time, the tightness goes away and he eases just that little bit further in.
But at last, he lets out a groan, and I look down to realize that he’s all the way inside me. Our bodies are joined, completely, and it feels like this is the way it was always meant to be.
“Perfect,” he groans, leaning his head down over me. “So good.” He kisses me then, so deep and hungry I feel like he’s going to swallow me up, and with the sensation of him inside me at the same time, it’s almost more than I can take.
Nico begins to move then, slowly at first, drawing almost all of the way out before sliding back in. At first, it feels a little strange, but there is a kind of friction that builds as he passes over certain parts on the inside of me, sensitive parts that have me lifting my hips for more. And just like yesterday, I feel that thing starting to build inside of me. That incredible pleasure that seems direct from heaven with how intense and unbelievable it is.
I hear my own voice coming out of my mouth without my control, keening and groaning and moaning, high and loud. I'm glad there’s no one else around because if there was, they would undoubtedly notice the sounds I’m making. Whatever it is I'm doing, it only seems to send Nico into a frenzy. He begins to thrust into me harder and faster, which in turn makes these noises come out of me louder. It's like they are a direct response to the pleasure that I feel, something that bypasses my brain entirely.
