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She didn’t know how many licks he gave her, but every cell in her body felt the thrusts of his tongue as it probed her, tasted her, fucked her. Her skin tightened in delicious agony, her muscles clenching until she snapped and tossed her head, pumping beneath him, sobbing in pleasure.
He growled to her in answer and lapped the juices flowing from her orgasm, and it struck her with such force her legs swung closed and he urged them apart with his shoulders as he penetrated her with his tongue, the pleasure absolute. Exquisite. The second he added his fingers into her channel, she heard herself almost choke with a bubbling sound that erupted from her chest, her breasts throbbing to be kissed and caressed, too, and suddenly, she came again in his mouth.
After he pushed her through that unexpected orgasm, he came up to fiercely kiss her mouth, making her eat all of her pleasure from him. “I’ve still got more for you, Monica.”
She nodded in gratefulness and bit her lip to keep from moaning, was still shaking with arousal. What was wrong with her? What was happening to her? She ached to feel his erection in her body. In all the places he wanted to put it. She whimpered needily as he tore open another condom packet, and as he sheathed himself, she noticed there were still some more packets on the nightstand. Monica didn’t know how many he’d brought but the thought that he’d been expecting to fuck her more than made her want to whimper and beg him to use them all on her.
He rolled her onto her stomach and flattened her down on the bed, caressing the curves of her buttocks, his voice thick with desire.
“There, that’s better,” he said into her ear from behind, the slide of his large hands along her spine, her bottom, sending a new surge of arousal surging through her. “I can hit your G-spot from here, and it’ll set you off like a rocket,” he murmured, his voice rough and raw, completely alien to her. He teased the slit of her pussy down between her slightly parted legs with his thumb, gently prodding it for wetness.
She fought to breathe and, although she was still flat on the bed, she slightly lifted her buttocks, seeking his touch.
He seized her wrists and urged her hands up, forcing her fingers to curl around the forged iron headboard. “Hold on here in case I push harder than you expect,” he murmured, sticking his tongue into her ear quickly, shooting a bolt of pleasure down her legs.
She held on, her knuckles white from the force of her grip. Her entire body trembled in eagerness, in need, and she wondered if you could want something so badly and not break, not come apart from it. He used one hand to pass along her breasts, then one down to stroke her pussy. His chest pressed into her back as he caressed her clitoris, and it felt so sensitive, the air hissed out of her.
He groaned against her neck, and she felt his teeth, tugging at the skin between her neck and collarbone as his cock settled between her ass cheeks, rubbing there and sweetly torturing her with his hardness. His nearness. “Your pussy’s so wet, the honey keeps coming out,” he said as he pulled her to her knees, while her cheek still rested against the pillow.
She was so aroused she felt tears in her eyes. He tunneled his fingers into her cleft and then rubbed them along the length of his hard shaft, lubricating himself with her sex juices.
She whimpered anxiously, her sex swelling in anticipation, waiting for him. His cock was so big she feared now nothing would fill her anymore but him. He was so much a man she dreaded she would always feel empty without him inside her. “Daniel.”
He opened her cheeks apart and looked down at her. “You’re anxious, I know, I’ll make you come soon.”
She nodded, already perspiring in anticipation, her heart thundering in her ears. She’d never wanted all these things. She’d never even thought she could have them. Now she thought she’d die if he didn’t give them to her. He smeared her pussy cream into his cock and then she felt him part her with his length.
Her muscles seemed to close around him, her pussy rippling as she sucked him in deeper.
“Daniel,” she begged, rocking her hips back to him. His fingers of one hand stroked across her tingling clitoris, and then she felt his other hand grab and squeeze one of her ass cheeks.
Her body strained, close to the breaking point as he stretched her pussy open with his cock, while both hands stroked and caressed the flesh of her buttocks now. When he squeezed her ass and pushed deep into her G-spot, she cried out in ecstasy and gripped the headboard tighter as he withdrew his cock, then plunged back in to the hilt again. Her muscles contracted; her chest, her toes, her lungs. One hand slid down her abdomen to burrow along her nub, and the speed of his fingers increased in motion, his thumb grazing her clit, stroking it, circling it, then—pushing it.
Already the pleasure of his cock so deeply embedded was absolute, mingling with pain, every second prolonged by his slow, utterly slow, withdrawal, then his fast, jarring penetration.
Flames burned her on the inside as she heard his breath, close to her ear. “God, Monica…,” he said with a groan, taking her earlobe and sucking it. “You’re so damned tight around me.”
He delved fully inside and his thumb pressed deeper into the tender nubbin, the fingers of the other hand clenching and massaging one ass cheek.
It was too much, too sensual, too much stimulation, sensory overload—his raspy breath, his touch, his cock throbbing and dragging inside her, his thumb, his fingers.
“Oh, oh, oh…” She screamed as ecstasy ripped through her, sizzling along her nerves as she convulsed underneath him. He barked out and thrust one more time inside her, and she felt the heat of his semen in quick, successive jerks.
They convulsed for long, frenzied seconds, then Monica fell utterly still, chest heaving for air, Daniel still inside her, at her neck, licking her like some sort of feline who’d just mated.
It felt like they had mated. Not fucked.
She stiffened at the thought, dreading to think about it, and she thought Daniel noticed. He couldn’t have missed it, was too ruthless and too smart not to.
He chuckled softly as he rolled her aside and dropped his face down to her, taking a minute until their b
reaths settled. “Don’t worry. We’ll keep it simple.” He kissed her temple as he withdrew, then quietly arranged himself and pulled the covers over her, tucking her in.
“Thank you,” she said weakly as he bent over her, her heart doing a strange vault in her chest. She cupped his face with a special tenderness she’d always felt for nobody but him. “I’m so glad I didn’t do valerian.”
He turned his head into her hand and faintly kissed the center of her palm, murmuring something unintelligible which she thought was, “So am I,” then he rewarded her with a perfect view of his backside as he went to get dressed.
Her mouth watered from the sweetly stirring sight.
