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He’s still and silent for a moment. Then he mutters, “Got it.” He takes his erection in one hand and lines it up at my entrance, slowly guiding it inside me.
I breathe intentionally as the penetration gets deeper. It’s full and tight and aching. Really aching but not sharp. I gasp when he pushes farther in because it feels so good and so intensely tight at the same time.
“Too much?” Grant’s voice is slightly breathless. The arm he’s holding his weight on is shaking just a little.
I bite my bottom lip and shake my head. “No. It’s good.”
“Tell me if—”
“I said it’s good.” My vision is blurring over. I close my eyes and move my head back and forth as my body relaxes around the penetration. “I like it. I like it to feel this way.”
“Okay. Just tell me if there’s anything you don’t like, and I’ll stop.”
He’s saying that to make me feel safe, and I know it comes from a good place in Grant. But I don’t really want to feel safe right now.
I want to feel like this.
As the pressure eases, the other sensations deepen. It’s not a sharp, quick, exploding pleasure like when he used his hand. It’s different. Deeper. Slower. More. I pump my hips slowly against him. I moan low in my throat because I really like how it feels.
“That’s right,” he murmurs, drawing his pelvis back just a little and then thrusting forward again to match one of my pumps. “Do it just like that.”
I hear myself making a pleased, humming sound at his encouragement. I rock my hips more intentionally as he begins to thrust for real.
He goes slow and steady, and it helps me figure out what to do. My body begins to move of its own accord, matching his rhythm and chasing the intense sensations that spiral out from the friction we’re creating between us.
I’m making huffing sounds as we move together. Both effort and pleasure. When I hear myself, I try to stop them, but there’s no way I can control it. They keep coming. Carnal. Primitive. Completely shameless.
I get so into it that I speed up, falling out of rhythm and trying to ride him from below. I want more. I want to come again. I want to feel everything. All of it. Right now.
“Slow down some,” Grant rasps. He’s been making grunts of his own as he fucks me. Rougher and more animalistic. “Don’t want this over too soon.”
He readjusts his position so he can cup my bottom with one hand and guide my speed with it.
Being slowed down like that is frustrating. It aches, but in a tantalizing way. I whimper and let him move my body to his rhythm.
“There you go. Just like that.”
I’m whimpering now with the delay of my orgasm, but it feels so good to do it this way, to follow his lead. I’ve been clawing at his back, but my hands lower now until my fingers are clenched in the tight muscles of his ass.
“Please,” I gasp, arching my neck and squeezing my eyes tightly shut. “Please. I need it so bad.”
“I know. You’re almost there.” He hasn’t picked up his speed. His thrusts are steady and strong and angled just right.
Tears start streaming out of my eyes as the pleasure builds and builds but doesn’t break. “Oh fuck. Oh please. I need…”
I come before I get another word out, sobbing out my pleasure in messy gasps as my body shakes through the spasms.
Grant starts to say something, but my intimate muscles have tightened fiercely around his cock, and it evidently snaps his control.
He lets out a stretched, throaty sound as his hips pick up their pace. He’s suddenly fucking me fast and hard. Much harder than before.
And it feels even better, rawer. I whimper and pant as the aftermath of my climax starts building into something new.
As he fucks me, he moves my legs one by one until they’re wrapped tightly around his back. I wish I could stay quiet, but I can’t. Together, we’re banging the bed against the wall and making a carnal, slapping sound as our flesh connects.
This position is aching more than it did earlier, but even the ache feels good. I need it. Want it.
Something unspoken—unacknowledged—inside me desperately needs to be taken this way.
