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But, I guess, I hadn’t really thought about the congruency of body parts that were on the outside of his clothes to the ones that were on the inside.
I should have.
Because now that I was seeing it with my own eyes, I was a bit stunned in surprise.
I knew he was big.
But man, his cock was death-defyingly big.
“Relax,” he rumbled, sweeping a thumb over my nipple.
My arm that was still latched onto his wrist swept over the other nipple, and I groaned in response to both touches.
“I’m trying,” I fell back onto the pillows and closed my eyes. “But the last thing that had to do with my vagina that had any girth to it whatsoever ended up taking me out of commission for weeks.”
He would know.
He’d been there for it.
Speaking of…
“You don’t, like, see me in that unflattering position delivering my child while you’re trying to stick your cock in me, do you?” I asked.
He froze with his cock about a quarter inch inside of me, with still so, so, so much to go.
His eyes slowly moved up to meet mine.
“I hadn’t been…” he paused. “But now I think I might’ve lost all will to do this.”
He was lying.
His cock was still just as hard as it’d been before I asked the question.
I scoffed and started to wiggle to make room for the cock that he was still feeding me in slow increments.
“You’re teasing me,” I told him. “Just get it inside of me already.”
He brought his mouth down to my throat instead and started to lightly suck on the skin that was right beneath my right ear.
I closed my eyes and wrapped both legs around his waist, trying to hold on when I knew that I was about to fly apart again.
He didn’t do as I requested. At least not with any sense of urgency.
By the time that he was all the way inside of me, though, I’d had another orgasm, and was panting and as out of breath as he was.
His eyes were locked on me as his breathing was labored.
I pressed my hand to the wide pectoral muscle above his heart and could feel it working a mile a minute.
Using a move I learned in a martial arts class that I took for protection, I moved until he was on his back, and I was on top of him.
“Let me, please,” I begged.
I knew that something about exerting himself was making this hard, so I wanted to make it as easy on him as possible.
And as good as possible.
His eyes flashed with understanding that I had the knowledge that something was wrong, but he chose not to argue with me as he moved his hands to either sides of my hips.
I reluctantly let go of his wrist and pressed both of my palms to the wide expanse of his chest, my fingers digging in slightly to the muscles so I could get a good feel for his chest hair.
“I’ve wanted to do this since I saw you last,” I told him, curling my fingers and then spreading them back out wide.
“I’ve wanted you in this exact position,” he replied gutturally. “Since I saw you walk into my shop all those many months ago.”
I wiggled my hips to see his reaction, and his eyes dilated.
“Don’t,” he breathed. “I’ll go.”
“Maybe I want you to,” I teased as I lifted up slightly and came back down. “I’ve gotten plenty from what you’ve given me so far. Now it’s your turn.”
Which was hilarious, because I was going to be able to go again. Soon.
There was one thing I could say about easy to obtain orgasms.
They came in handy when the man couldn’t hold out.
Because it was as if I’d given him permission, he started to top from the bottom.
Despite me wanting to do all the work, he just couldn’t help himself.
He started to fuck up into me with a determination that bordered on desperation.
I cried out in surprise when his cock hit depths I’d never previously experienced before.
And just that quick, I was teetering on the edge again.
“Fuck, what you do to me.” He growled.
I closed my eyes, focused on what he was making me feel, and allowed him to take me over the edge.
It took all of four strokes on his part before I was lost in the sensations all over again.
Vaguely, I heard him growl in response, then I felt the ragged thrusts as he tried to hold a pace but failed.
Soon, they became erratic.
The muscles underneath my fingers bunched, and then I felt him tense completely.
Every single solid inch of him went solid, and then he started to come.
He grunted out in surprise as his release left him, and I slumped onto his big, solid chest, no longer able to hold my head up.
“I can’t breathe,” I whispered into his muscled chest.
