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He lowered his head and continued his work. She balled her fists in the sheets as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She lost it when he slid his hands underneath her to grasp her ass at the same time he thrust deep then sucked hard. She screamed as the tension that had been building inside her let loose and tore through her in wave after wave of pleasure.
When she recovered, she noticed that his boxers were gone. Aftershocks ran through her at the sight of his cock standing proud and undoubtedly ready for action. He unfastened her bra, and she loved the look on his face as he watched her breasts spill free. She tended to think of them as something of a hindrance. They were big enough to get in the way sometimes and heavy enough to make running a problem. Antonio looked as though he’d just found the promised land. He cupped them between his hands and began to lavish attention on them with his lips and tongue. It felt so good, it almost distracted her from the fact that he was rolling onto his back, taking her with him. He was sitting up against the headboard, she was straddling him, his knees came up behind her and all the while he was loving her breasts with his tongue. Her nipples felt cold and lost when he finally let them go. They hardened as he focused his attention between her legs, touching her, lifting her, opening her up, positioning himself, and then, “Oh, God. Antonio!” she screamed as he thrust his hips and his hot, hard cock thrust deep inside her. For a moment he was still working her clit with his fingers, then his hand was gone, and there was only the rhythm of his thrusting cock between her legs, stretching her, filling her, rocking her in his time. He cupped her face between his hands and kissed her deeply, his tongue matching the movement of his cock, making her feel like he was filling her whole body. She kissed him back, sinking her fingers into his hair while she rode him hard, feeling herself close around him, gripping him tight and drawing him in deeper with every thrust.
“Mary Ellen,” he breathed, dropping his hands to her hips and his mouth to her breasts. He sucked hard on her nipple, making her scream and tighten around him as their pace became frantic. Her breasts bounced as she moved with him and his fingers dug into her hips as he tensed.
“Give it to me,” he gasped as he found his release and she obeyed. Her orgasm tore through her as she moved up and down the length of his throbbing shaft. Their bodies melded together as the pleasure crashed through them, binding them together as one.
Eventually, she collapsed onto his shoulder, still shuddering as he hugged her close to his chest. She tried to get up off him, but he pulled her back down onto him one more time, making her cry out as the last ripples of their orgasm moved through him and into her.
He kissed her shoulder and smiled up at her. “You’re amazing.”
She raised an eyebrow. “I think you can take most of the credit for that.”
He shook his head. “No, it was us; we’re good at it. We make a good team.”
She laughed. “I can’t argue with that.”
“Good, because if you did, we’d have to do it again, so I can prove to you that I’m right.”
“Really?”
He nodded.
“Well … I’m not so sure. Maybe we weren’t so good at it.”
He rolled her onto her back and gave her a stern a look.
She shook her head. “No. I don’t think we make such a good team.”
He was on top of her now, spreading her legs with his knees. “I have to prove it to you?”
She nodded and then gasped as he thrust his hips and was inside her again.
“I hope you learn to believe me. I can do this all night till you do.” He moved slowly this time, in long, slow, deep thrusts that started the pleasure building low in her belly immediately.
She smiled up at him. “I might take some convincing.”
He laughed and thrust deep and hard. “Hang on tight, then.”
She did as he said, grasping his ass as he began to thrust his hips wildly, pounding into her as she urged him on. She brought her legs up and wrapped them around his back, which sent him over the edge. “Give it to me,” he cried as she began to tense around him, her inner muscles clenching him tight as they came together. Mary Ellen could hear herself gasping and moaning as his orgasm took him and exploded deep inside her, sending her mind spinning away as her body convulsed with pleasure.
“Do you believe me yet?” he asked when they both lay spent.
She gave him a lazy smile. “Maybe.”
Chapter Nine
Antonio opened his eyes and smiled. Early morning sun was streaming in through the windows—a reminder that he’d brought Mary Ellen up here to his bed before it was dark, and they hadn’t left it since. Dinner still sat in pans on the stove. He’d gone down about eleven o’clock to fetch wine and cheese and crackers. They'd eaten them in bed, talking and laughing and spilling crumbs and making love again. He prided himself on his performance in bed and on his ability to make sure a woman enjoyed it. It was different with Mary Ellen. It wasn’t about performance, it was about sharing. It was about taking her because he had to because something about her made him need to touch her, to taste her, to be inside her.
She stirred beside him and smiled in her sleep. Her long blonde hair fanned out on the pillow around her head. He couldn’t help it; he dropped a kiss on her forehead, making her open her eyes and smile, then she closed them again and drifted back off. He couldn’t blame her. It was still early, and they’d worn each other out last night. He wasn’t as young as he used to be, twice in a night was his max these days—until her. He snuggled in beside her, wrapping his arm around her waist and wondering if he might be able to get back to sleep for a while.
He couldn’t, and a few minutes later she opened her eyes. “I think you wore me out.”
He chuckled. “I thinkyouwore me out.”
“You were the one who kept proving to me how good we are together.”
“Only because you kept goading me into it by saying you doubted.”
