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But then Arabella pauses, hand cupping the back of my head and fingers knotting in my hair. Pulling back, she presses the tip of her nose to mine, in that way I always tease her about because even with something so gentle and sweet, she manages to make a bold and ardent statement.
I smile, and she narrows her eyes at me.
She knows what I’m thinking.
For someone so full of grace and softness, your affections lack finesse.
It’s what I love about her the most. I don’t have to think and overthink her actions. They’re easy and plain to see.
My grin widens, and with a straight face, she says, “I want you to fuck me.” After a breathy beat she adds, with a lick to her lips, “I want you to fuck my arse.”
Holy fucking sweet, sweet Jesus.
“Come again?” Pulling back slightly, I search her face. It wasn’t on my agenda, but my dick has already given his approval as it throbs, pressing to her pussy.
“That’s the idea.” Sucking her lip back into her mouth, her hooded gaze drops to the hollow of my throat.
Now she chooses to be bashful?
“Yeah?”
Skimming my hand to the bottom of her belly, I flex into her. The tip of my cock nudges her clit, and with a loud gasp, she nods. Her chest shudders with the way she trembles in my embrace while I brush her hair behind her ears with my other hand.
“I want to feel you everywhere,” Arabella moans as she guides my cock inside her hot pussy with one hand. The other tightens in the hair at my crown, the deeper she sinks onto me.
“I am everywhere, Belles,” I manage to groan as I rock deeper, crushing her down on me. Her throaty whimper is abuzz with aching bliss. “There isn’t anywhere I haven’t touched. There isn’t a single part of you I haven’t tasted. There isn’t a single cell I don’t own. You’re mine. Only mine, as I am only yours. Every single inch of me.”
My cock bottoms out in her, and I can feel her arousal run down my balls with every flex of my hips. Frantic need blushes her face, hazing her eyes and vibrating through her in gulps and pants.
“No pun intended,” I tell her as I kiss her forehead, releasing her grasp of my hair before I lift her off my dick.
Spreading my legs, I sit her on her knees between them. The curve of her arse is so fucking perfect. Round and plump. I swear to God, my dick’s weeping from just looking at her.
As she leans forward, bracing herself on her hands, her cheeks part. She’s fucking drenched and engorged. Her cunt and her arsehole clench as she brings herself closer, tucking herself right up to my groin.
Feet sliding under my thighs, she couldn’t get closer if she tried. And as much as I want to get to it and fuck her as she requested, I take a moment to admire just how stunning she is.
There’s a heady heaviness in the air, and it makes it impossible to catch my breath. It’s hazing everything around us, tinging it with a dreamlike quality, a film of longing and wistfulness.
The only way to anchor myself is to touch Arabella. Tracing her shoulders with my hands, I relish the pounding of my heart. Finally, it beats with something other than anger or sorrow. It drums with expectation and need, calling out to hers.
Mouth watering as my fingers trail down her back, I swallow down the greed for her. She reaches back, her head tipping with the bow of her body, and stroking my cock, she guides me to her dripping cunt.
“You feel so fucking good,” she grits with a lust-smoked fog to her words.
Teasing, she inches back and forth on the tip of my cock, the pucker of her arse pulling taut the deeper she impales herself. With her hand slipping down my shaft, squeezing, and fingertips stroking the underside, nails raking…
“You’re so hard. Jesus, I want you to fuck me so bad. So deep. God, Christopher…”
A gasp cuts off her words. Her hand flattens on the flat above my cock. She hasn’t even taken everything yet, but she’s pulsing around me.
Holding her still where she’s seated, I push farther into her.
“Holy shit!”
“You wanted deep. I’m not even all in.” I jolt her all the way down my dick to her gritted curse. “Still feel good?”
“Fuck yes!”
