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Whimpering, I try to make myself speak words, but I just can’t seem to do it. My brain is officially nonfunctional, so I let my body speak for me. Pushing back against his finger, I feel the tip penetrate me.
“Is that what you want?” he asks, slipping one big finger into my center. I mumble some sort of garbled acknowledgement. Linkin slides his finger in and out, a slow, torturous movement that serves as an accelerant to the already burning fire within me.
“How about this?” he asks moments before his finger is gone. It’s quickly replaced with warm breath and a hot tongue.
Linkin swipes his tongue through my pussy, licking and tasting me. His hold on my ass cheeks tenses, driving me closer to the edge. As he probes me with his tongue, I start to shake, my arms and legs weakening as my body is strung even tighter. It’s too much, yet not enough all at the same time.
“Let go,” he grumbles without removing his mouth. The vibrations from his words, combined with his possessive grip on my ass, push me over the edge. Blinding white light fills my vision as I gasp and wither against his face. Linkin draws every ounce of pleasure out of my orgasm with his tongue, until I’m ready to collapse in exhaustion.
“I’m not done with you, sugar,” he says from somewhere behind me.
I hear the sound of him removing his jeans, but I don’t have the strength to turn and watch. Instead, I wait, there on my bed on my hands and knees. I wait for his command.
Fortunately, the wait is short-lived. He climbs onto the bed with me, positioning himself at my rear. Pressing his hard chest against my back, he reaches around and gently releases my breasts from the cups of the corset. Linkin plays with my nipples, the sensitive nubs hard little buds of nerves.
When he’s satisfied with the state of my nipples, he switches his focus to my panties. I feel the tug of the second tie before it’s pulled away completely from my body. I’m just about to beg him to hurry when I feel the head of his large cock slide through the wetness. He moves it around, coating himself with my moisture.
“Please. Hurry.” My words are choppy. A plea.
“Patience, Firecracker,” he says, sliding his dick up and moving it around my ass. I tense, not really sure how I feel about him being in the no-fly zone. “Relax, baby. I won’t do that. Yet.” He punctuates that one word by nipping at the back of my shoulder.
Moaning, I try to stay still, try to control my breathing.
It’s a lost cause.
Especially when I feel him start to push inside of me.
My pussy stretches around him, taking everything he gives. He’s seated all the way in moments later, a loud sigh of pleasure ripping from my throat. “Fuck, you are so hot and wet and tight.” Pulling back, he pushes back inside with a little more force this time. “I could do this every day.” Out and slamming back in. “Over and over.” With each word, he thrusts his hips, crashing into my body in perfect rhythm.
“Yes, yes,” I chant as he continues to plunge.
I can feel a fine sheen of sweat on my overly sensitive body. Linkin continues to grip my hips tightly, surely leaving bruises with his fingers, as he pounds into my body. “Yes,” I groan, arching my back and changing up the angle of his cock. And that’s when it hits that wonderful place inside of me, that leaves me panting like a dog and crying out in pleasure.
Linkin slides one hand up my back, tracing the dimples and divots of my spine with his fingers. The other hand continues to hold me hostage, his hips pounding against my butt as he leads me headfirst into another orgasm. I can feel it coming, my body quaking and gripping his massive erection. His hand moves up my back and grips my shoulder, making me arch perfectly.
My release sweeps in, overwhelming and all-consuming. I bear down on him, grasping him tightly with my internal muscles, milking him dry. Linkin follows me into paradise, vocalizing his release with non-intelligent words.
When he’s finally still, our bodies sated and spent, he tucks himself into the crook of my back and turns us into the bed. We’re lying back to front, his body still buried within my own. He holds me firmly against his sweaty body. The only sound is our joint pants as we try to get our breathing under control.
It’s perfect.
“I’d say I made the right choice in lingerie,” I whisper, my lips and tongue suddenly dry.
“I’d say. Though, if you’re not quite convinced, I could do a little more convincing in about an hour or so.”
“An hour? I thought young twenty-six year old men had better stamina than that,” I quip, intentionally trying to get a rise out of him.
“Baby, I think I’ve proved moreover that my stamina is just fine,” he says, wrapping his body around mine tighter. I can actually feel his cock flex inside of me.
“How about a shower?” I ask.
“The pizza’s probably cold,” he adds, placing a kiss on my bare shoulder.
“Shower first, reheated pizza after,” I suggest.
“Then I’m going to show you more of my stamina,” he says, turning me in his arms and dislodging himself from my body.
Linkin grazes his lips over the tops of mine, slowly and savoring. A sigh of contentment slips from my throat as something bursts true in my chest.
Love.
What I feel for this man is so much deeper and more real than anything I’ve ever felt before, and I’m no longer scared of it. It’s time to embrace it, revel in it.
It’s time to live.
