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“Cinnamon increases sex drive.”
“Then I made the right choice.” He palmed her cheek, rubbing in the oil, smoothing his hand across her skin. The smell along with his touch set her clit throbbing, even more than when his masterful mouth worked its magic moments ago.
He continued to massage as his other hand reached around and stroked her folds. His body was too far away. She wanted to feel his erection against her.
The next thing she knew his hand came down against her ass, a loud smack echoed through the room. She recoiled as her breath caught in her throat. It stung, a painful itch left in the wake of contact. The second time his hand made contact her stomach jumped with excitement. The pleasure made its way down to her mons, circling under her pubic bone, then zinging to her clit as his hand made contact a third time.
“Again.”
He spanked her harder this time, the lower part of her ass cheek vibrating from his actions. His other hand was still between her legs tickling her folds with his fingers then he plunged two deep. She shook her head from side to side. It was all too much. Too much sensation, too much emotion. He was giving her everything she needed, and she was leaving him.
She was glad he gave her the power to hide her face. He would see. He would see how much she loved him back. She couldn’t stay. The last six days without him Martina had dreamed every night. Chasing, searching for her sister urging the start of her new life, but what about the nights when she didn’t dream? The nights when she was with Rob.
His hand came down once more, dissolving the conflict spinning in her mind. She never thought that pain could feel so good. But she needed to feel. She’d been dead inside for too long.
Her hands started to tingle, not in pleasure but from underuse. She flexed her hands, trying to get the blood circulating. It was a small price to pay for the actions that were going on behind her. The oil was warm from his touch. The sting of her bottom, the feel of his fingers searching for release, it all kept her on the edge. She was ready to explode all over his hand.
“I need more!”
Both hands retracted and she felt the warm, hard length of him against her back. He was hovering over her, his breath tickling her ear.
“Please.”
“I am going to fuck you, hard and fast.”
“And deep.”
She heard him fumble with his pants and then a rip of foil. His warmth surrounded her again, and his hands trailed up her legs.
“You can come. As many times and as long you want.” His hands crept further north. He circled close to her folds. She shivered. She didn’t know if she had the strength to hold out for his cock.
“I want to hear it. I want to hear you scream.” Just as his words left his mouth he slid his cock along her folds and she convulsed, unable to stop the orgasm that slid from her body, shaking her to the very core.
Before she had time to recover he plunged inside her. For a second time tremors careened through her body, sending her on a journey to the stars.
“I love…” She stopped herself. “I love how you fill me completely.” He’d broken down every one of her defenses. It was too easy to give herself away in the heat of the moment.
The sound of slapping skin filled the room. She gripped the edge of the table, holding herself in place. With each slap, the scent of cinnamon wafted in the air, clouding her judgment. She craved contact with his body but this was the way she wanted it. He grunted behind her.
“Don’t stop fucking me!” She buried her face into the table. “I’m going to come again.”
“Take me with you this time.”
She wailed. Her body contracted with each thrust. “Rob!”
“That’s it.” He bent forward, his arms cradling her body as he continued to pump into her slippery cunt. His hands slid under and he grabbed her nipples, a spot on her body completely neglected this entire time. Two tweaks and she folded. “Martina,” he whispered in her ear.
She shook beneath him. Seconds later she felt his body tense above her. They lay there panting, their bodies slick with sweat. He eased out of her and disposed of the condom.
Before he untied her he put on his clothes sloppily. When he undid the knots he kissed the inside of her wrists, careful not the rub the skin. She was spent, boneless, mindless. She let him carry her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed.
An overwhelming sense of relief flooded through her, a sense of calm and peace.
He tucked her under the covers but didn’t join her. He left her side and returned with a warm, wet towel which he used to sooth between her legs and ass. She turned to him as he placed his hand on the side of her face and nuzzled her cheek against his palm. His rough hand smoothed the hair away
from her face with a gentle stroke.
Silence hung heavy in the air. There were so many things she wanted to say, but she didn’t know how to say them. Don't leave. Stay with me. If only her mouth would cooperate and verbalize the emotions running through her mind. Just as she gathered the courage to speak, he broke the silence.
