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“But you won’t be able to breath.”
“I’ll worry about breathing. You just hold onto the top of the headboard.”
Before I could object further, he yanked me up his form until my womanhood was right over his mouth. His stubble was going to be hell on my already somewhat chafed thighs, but that hardly seemed to matter as he pulled me down on his waiting tongue.
“Oh!” I cried in surprise, rocking against him.
“Just like that,” he growled when I lifted ever so slightly to readjust. I was still so sensitive and wet from our last orgasm that it was almost too much. “Let yourself enjoy it. I’m going to give you all the rewards you deserve.”
He thought I deserved this? Holy hell, he had a mighty opinion of me.
But then he pulled me right back to his mouth and proceeded to eat me out like he hadn’t already brought me to orgasm from doing just that.
His arms, so strong, so powerful, wrapped around my thighs and held me to him so all I could do was rock against his face. It felt so barbaric, so reckless, and it was perfect in every way. I loved it. I loved what he drew out of me. I loved how he pressed me and made me feel things I never thought I could.
I loved him.
That thought shocked me and the next thing I knew, I was reaching my peak again, crying out and tensing and my legs locking around his head. I expected him to stop, to give me some sort of reprieve, but he kept working me right on through it, his pressure never letting up even as I became oversensitive.
“Mickey,” I whined, bucking down into his mouth. “It’s too much! It’s too-”
Suddenly he was flipping me over to that my back was to the mattress and his mouth was against my neck. I sighed happily at the reprieve, but then his was kissing me senseless.
“You can handle it. Just trust me.”
I nodded, looking into his eyes and seeing only kindness there. It filled me with a warmth that I couldn’t describe and once more I sank into that perfect, happy place. But then, just when I thought I was feeling about as great as was possibly human, one of his fingers slid gently into me and curled slightly.
I gasped, my hips lifting of their own accord, and Mickey took that as his cue to vigorously thrust the digit inside of me. I could still feel myself fluttering from the last orgasm, and for a moment I thought it would be too much, too soon. But then I crested that barrier and there was only pleasure left.
Mind numbingly amazing pleasure.
“Oh my God, Mickey!” My breath was coming in fast, my chest rapidly rising and falling as he drew everything out of me that he said he would. I should have known from the start that he had been completely serious about making me orgasm three times before even entering me; Mickey always was a man of his word.
“Yes,” he practically purred. “Just like that.”
Just like that indeed! He was slow, almost infuriatingly so, but I was too high on his ministrations to object. Not too much later one fingers became two, both of them crooking, and I felt my climax rapidly approaching me.
“Mickey, I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
“I know,” he said, voice just as electrifying as ever. “I can feel it.”
I couldn’t put my finger on what about that set me off, but it was so goddamn sexy that I was swallowed up by a surprisingly strong orgasm. Even when I was by myself, using my vibrator to satisfy that itch, a third orgasm was never very Earth shattering, my body tired and worn by that point. But not with Mickey. No, the third one was just as good as the last and my back bowed until the only things touching the mattress was my ass and my shoulders. My breath left me, my vision practically left me, and every cell of my body was suspended in pure, undiluted bliss.
I came back to Earth as Mickey aligned himself with my entrance. I could tell that he was trying to take it slow to be thoughtful to me, still caught up in the aftershocks as I was, but I wasn’t having any of it. Wrapping my legs around him, I surged my hips upwards so he was sheathed inside me all at once. There was no resistance to it, my passageway slick and relaxed from everything he had done so far.
Oomph! Even though he slid in easy, he was still so big that I felt almost uncomfortably full of him. He let out a hiss, holding still while my walls stretched to accommodate him. It took some time, almost as if I was at max capacity with his girth. But it was an addicting kind of pain, and soon I was lifting my hips in an insistent rhythm, trying to goad him to thrust into me with those muscled thighs of his. To wreck me. To leave me sated and sore for days.
