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It was fucking sublime.
He squeezed her breasts and sucked her. She couldn’t help but moan. With acute clarity, she cataloged sensation after sensation: pleasure, pleasure, and more pleasure. From the way he dragged his tongue around her areola. The way he gently bit her nipple. The way he sucked her nipple, trapping her bud between the roof of his mouth and his tongue.
Fuck, fuck, yes.
She heaved and gasped. The way he did it, she almost climaxed at once.
But the parade of pleasure didn’t even come close to the blinding ecstasy she felt when Michael licked her pussy.
A small yelp came out from her. She wasn’t prepared to receive this much pleasure. Her reaction made her close her legs but he wouldn’t have any of it.
“Abigail,” he warned, voice rough, hoarse and dangerous. “You’re mine, aren’t you? I want to taste what is mine.”
She let him push her legs open even further, baring her for the world to see. He smiled. Pleased. The smoldering heat from his gaze made her pussy clench. Sexual liquid rolled out of her from her arousal. He claimed her sex with his mouth. She threw her head back from the blinding e
cstasy.
Fuck. . .
He licked along the seam of her sex like a cat licked his cream. He then plunged his tongue into her core and licked inside of her. Digging and sucking for her precious juice.
He pushed her thighs wider to give himself better access and licked and sucked her pussy lips before latching onto her clit. Her mewls turned into a small scream of pleasure. He inserted a finger in her, as if he was testing her readiness. God. So good. It was the stroke she desperately needed to soothe the aching in her pussy. She was more than ready for anything he had in mind. Her pussy was wet and slicked.
Fuck me. Fuck me and make me your woman.
Michael withdrew his hand and hastily undressed. Shoes, socks, pants, boxers—all gone in a blink, landing on the wood floor around him. His cock bobbed. Her eyes widened.
Oh God. He was huge. Her mouth started watering. Totally hunkalicious.
She watched him with hunger as he stroked his cock, one, two, three times and positioned himself at her entrance. Her pussy contracted on first contact. She quivered with anticipation.
“Abby, look at me. . .” he called to her. Lust dripped in every syllable.
The moment she was distracted, Michael thrust in.
Her moan turned into a silent scream. Her body went rigid. She thought she was ready, but she miscalculated. He felt so much bigger that she almost couldn’t breathe. She clawed his shoulders, didn’t care if her nails were digging into his skin.
Fuck. Oh my God. . .
He sheathed himself until he was balls-deep inside her. His cock throbbed and felt so hot, like hard flesh encased in velvet. And she was slick, so slick. . .
He stared deeply into her eyes as their bodies became one. She trembled from head to toe as his gaze bore deeply into her soul. “Abby . . .” he whispered hoarsely. He then started to move.
God. It was so fucking good. How can sex be this good? She couldn’t believe what she missed all these years. She always thought sex was overrated. So-so. In reality, she just had not found the right man. Michael. Seeing her reaction, he rocked faster. Words failed her. If he kept his pace, she’d come in no time. “Kiss me,” she begged.
He granted her wish. It was a starving, needy kiss. His tongue swept inside her mouth. His kiss became aggressive and he kissed her like he fucked her pussy. Demanding. Passionate.
Burned her from the inside out.
Out of nowhere, a climax tore through her like a hurricane. The pleasure so sharp, so visceral, an out-of-this-world sensation she’d never experienced before. The intensity rather unnerved her a little. Her pussy rippled around his hard cock at the height of her pleasure.
He didn’t stop.
He kept pounding her and new pleasure started to build. He kissed her open-mouthed as he pulled out until the crown of his cock almost left her opening, then thrust back in such a way, she could feel all of him. His heat. The texture of his cock. The way it pulsed as if it possessed its own life. Christ. It was so divine. He gave her the new definition of pleasure.
“Michael. . .” she gasped. “I . . .”
He replied with a low growl that reverberated into the marrow of her bones. His mouth claimed her lips as his pounding became faster, harder. . .deeper it seemed, if such a thing was even possible.
