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I grabbed them again and waited. He resumed his sweet torture of my senses. Two fingers held me open while lips and tongue feasted on my juices. His slurping and groaning matched my whimpering and moaning as I sank my teeth into my upper arm. A monumental orgasm coiled deep inside me, making my pussy quiver around his lips.
Rush moved his attention to my navel, licking the fevered skin, while his fingers drew lazy designs on my thighs, returning to my knees, pressing them down.
“Please, go on. I’m so close,” I begged without shame.
He chuckled. “I know.”
The blindfold didn’t allow me to predict his movements, so my heartbeats spiked when his lips closed around my pussy. His tongue flicked at my clit, and his hands draped my legs over his shoulders. My body trembled, filling his mouth with my hot, liquid pleasure. Hovering at the edge of orgasm, I held on to the headboard while he pushed his face into my sex, taking all I had to give. When my sex squeezed Rush’s lips, his tongue tapped at my G-spot.
I soared, thrust my hips up, and came apart. “Fuck, Rush.”
As I floated back to reality, his fingers untied the blindfold. I blinked a few times to better focus my hazy sight. Propped on his hands, Rush scanned my face with an intent expression.
He dipped his head, kissing the corner of my lips. “I love watching you come like that. You’re breathtaking.”
The hair on his legs tickled my inner thigh as he nudged it. I cast my eyes down his frame and allowed a slow grin to curve my lips up. Arching an eyebrow, I traced his eyebrows with my thumbs, cupping his cheeks. “My turn to appreciate the view, love.”
Lacing my fingers behind his neck, I pulled him down for a kiss. Sucking his tongue, I tasted my orgasm on him. He pressed his hard body down on mine, pinning me to the mattress, circling my waist with his arms. I flipped us over to straddle him. Surprised at his lack of resistance, I searched his face.
“What?” He chuckled, cupping my shoulders. “You thought I’d complain you want to be on top? No way, ma’am. This is the perfect position for me. You do the heavy lifting.”
I threw my head back, laughing at his boyish happiness. But his hands found my breasts, and laughter turned to a moan. His cock twitched between us as I slid to align our bodies. I leaned in to seal my lips to his. With a hand wrapped around his erection, I guided him to my entrance. Straightening my back up, I pulled down, sheathing his steel-hard shaft. I held his shoulders for support, swiveling my hips, squeezing him between my thighs. His hands cupped my breasts with a feathery, reverent touch. Expecting his wild caresses, I knitted my eyebrows and locked eyes with him.
Warmth, tenderness, and love gleamed back at me. With those eyes and hands, Rush shattered my heart into a thousand pieces and put them back together again.
“Fuck, I love you.”
He thrust his hips up, meeting my movements, grunting, “Love you more.”
His hands glided to my waist. One rested on the curve of my right hip, pulling me down faster. The other reached down to where our bodies joined. His thumb found my clit, swollen and hardened by the friction against his cock. Pressing on it, he ignited my release. Pleasure spread like wildfire, scorching my senses, burning my lungs, and melting my limbs.
“I can’t hold off,” I muttered.
“I’m almost there,” he replied in a strangled whisper.
He arched his body off the mattress as if searching for the perfect angle to trigger his own pleasure. As my pussy squeezed his cock in a pleasurable grip, I grunted, keeping my own release at bay.
“Now,” he whispered, holding my gaze.
I let go of control at the same time he exploded inside me. Leaning down, I covered his mouth. He devoured my lips, tangling his fingers in my hair. I dug my nails into his upper arms as wave after wave of pleasure stole my breath away. Perspiration covered our bodies, making our skin glow.
Moaning, we tumbled together over the edge. I surrendered to the mind-blowing orgasm that shook my muscles as I collapsed onto his chest, heaving, and content.
He smoothed my hair away from my cheek, tucking it behind my ear. Then, he glided his hands down my ass, patting me lightly. “Don’t ever let me go,” he whispered.
“Silly man,” I murmured, so satisfied I was almost asleep. “I’ll always be yours. Body, heart, and soul.”
“It’s a damn good thing.” He tucked me into his side with my head resting on his chest. Soon, his breathing slowed, and I knew he was sleeping. I clung to him contentedly, thanking all the stars, moon, and sun we had each other.
My thoughts randomly turned to the dream I had the day I met Rush. How I’d died and watched my funeral. In the years since meeting Rush, I’d lived more than I ever believed possible. My time with Rush and Mira was beyond any dream or anything I could’ve imagined. Of course, I still had to take care to eat well, get plenty of rest, and go in for yearly testing, but I was alive, and that meant I celebrated each moment.
Even my mom was happier. She’d sold our place and decided to travel. Last I heard, she was in Belize with a man named Alejandro. I’d never seen her so vivacious.
She and I had been on hold for years, only surviving since I’d been diagnosed with cancer. But all that hardship led to the fateful day at the vending machine where I met the man I never knew I wanted. Rush had changed our lives, and we were all happier than ever.
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