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With an unfamiliar urgency, I lean forward to capture his lips. He responds in kind, kissing me with a ferocity that takes my breath away. His hands roam over me, touching, caressing, fondling, stroking. I lose track of where they are, completely lost to the overwhelming sensations.
He enters me in one hard thrust, and we both moan in unison.
“Fuuucckk!” he growls. “Princess, you feel incredible on my cock,” he says, his voice hoarse as he starts a pounding rhythm. I can’t say anything, too overwhelmed by what his body does to mine.
I’m so wet, the squelching sounds of my arousal hang in the air every time Tiero easily slides in and out of me. Every hard thrust jars my entire body, filling me with sweet, aching pressure.
My senses are flooded with him. The masculine smell of him, the heat emanating from his body, his sounds, and moans escaping him. They all add up, driving me completely out of my mind.
I hold on to him for dear life, moaning his name over and over again.
Tiero slows down his tempo but thrusts deeper and deeper, rotating his hips and hitting new spots within me. My eyes roll back in my head, the pleasure too much and yet not enough.
My mouth hangs open, trying to draw in air as I groan and writhe against him. He lifts his head from my neck and kisses me ferociously before dropping it right back where it was, sucking and licking the delicate skin, marking me as his.
I close my eyes and wrap my arms tighter around his neck, moaning as he pushes deeper. His breath is hot against my throat, his groans vibrating in my body. He grips my hair again and tugs hard, forcing my head back.
“Look at me,” he commands, growling. My eyes lift to his. His pupils are dilated, black with passion.
My core tightens around him, and curses I don’t understand leave his sinful mouth. My internal muscles start to spasm uncontrollably. An explosion of shudders rains through my entire body. With one last hard thrust into me, I fall apart.
I bite his shoulder to prevent myself from screaming, digging my hands into his strong biceps. I cum so hard my vision goes dark and then comes back with black speckles flooding my sight.
Tiero is right at my heels, moaning my name loudly as his orgasm consumes him. Shaking violently, he empties himself.
My body is still humming minutes later with the ecstasy he has unleashed.
Caught up in post-coital bliss, I’m panting and rest my head on his broad shoulder.
We stand like this for a while… me pushed against the wall with my legs wrapped around Tiero’s waist, and him leaning his body into mine, still connected in the most intimate way.
“Wow, what was that?” I whisper in wonder.
“That, princess, was quickie perfection.” We laugh together, and then he kisses me tenderly, almost reverently.
“I can’t argue with that,” I reply quietly.
Unwinding my legs from Tiero’s waist, I lower them carefully to the ground. But my muscles are quivering so much I fear they might give out.
I hold on to Tiero’s arms and blush in embarrassment as I admit, “I don’t think I can stand yet. I came so hard my legs are like mush.”
He picks me up immediately, a self-satisfied grin on his face, and carries me across his office to a comfy looking leather lounge, where he sinks down with me in his lap. I stare at his beautiful face, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“You look smug,” I say, smiling up at him.
“What can I say? I enjoy making you weak in the knees.”
I sigh happily and snuggle closer into his chest. He’s stroking my back tenderly and kisses the top of my head before resting his chin on it.
Contentment fills me. I’m so sated. This was wholly unexpected.
“Is sex always like this for you? So mind-blowing?” I ask and silently add, ‘with such intensity, such raw passion and such lust you fear you’ll burn up inside if you don’t have it?’
I know for sure it’s not like this for me. Never has been. I’m so excited to have experienced this. But for him? Given Tiero’s temperament, I assume this is nothing special.
He doesn’t answer right away. Is he thinking about all the other girls who came before me? All the models and beautiful women who graced his arm and bed? Insecurity creeps in, and I don’t like it. I regret having asked.
He keeps stroking my arms. Maybe he’s dozing and didn’t hear my question. I’m praying he didn’t! But no such luck. His voice sounds deliberate when he finally speaks.
