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Before I can look deeper, his mouth crushes mine. Cupping my face with both hands, he smothers me with the same longing and desperation that currently fills me. I lose myself in the kiss, momentarily forgetting all that’s happened and what may come.
The bath towel slides off my body while Darren takes the clothes out of my hands before sweeping me into his arms. His lips still locked with mine, he lays me down and covers my body with his. Despite what my body’s been through, the soreness in my ass from that butt plug, the sensitivity of my nipples from the clamps, I still have an appetite for Darren. I believe I always will.
He kisses me all over, from the area behind my ear to my neck, along my collar, over my belly and down to my pelvis. Spreading my legs, he goes for my clit, gently teasing it with his tongue, the caress a poignant contrast to the hard fucking I endured before. My body relishes the sweetness of it but gradually yearns for more. I gasp in delight as he sucks on the pleasure bud. I thread my fingers through his hair. He sucks harder.
“Can I come, sir?” I remember to ask.
He continues to suck and lick, varying the rhythm and pressure, driving me crazy because I think I’m about to come several different times. I tighten my grasp of his hair.
Wanting my climax when he hits a good spot, I say, “Right there, right there! Please let me come.”
There’s no way I can’t not come, but since he hasn’t said anything, I try to hold off until I can’t. My body erupts. Rapture floods me. My clit throbs, my pussy pulses.
While I lie bathed in pleasure, Darren sheds his pants. He lies atop me and kisses my throat before pressing himself into me. I welcome his cock. The fullness draws attention to how everything feels down there, including the rawness of my rectum, but I don’t care. I want this connection.
I wrap my legs around him and undulat my hips, encouraging his penetration. He sinks deeper. His expression is a mix of emotions, but he’s never looked more beautiful to me. He kisses my forehead, my temple, and eventually my mouth. As his ardor rises, he kissed me harder. His mouth claims mine over and over.
Part of me would be content for this to last forever, but I’m greedy for another orgasm. I clasp his cock and grind my pelvis against him. I don’t ask for permission this time. I don’t need to.
He gropes a breast and encases the nipple with his mouth. That sends me over the edge and into euphoria. I feel the faint release of my breast milk before the spasms take over. I come loudly, not caring who might be around to hear.
I tremble against Darren as he thrusts faster, seeking his own release. He scoops an arm beneath one of my legs and raises it higher, changing the angle of penetration so that he can go deeper. His perspiration drips onto me, and I see blood trickling from under his makeshift bandage. I take in as much of him as I can, from the hardness inside me to the sound of his roar and grunts as he reaches his climax. I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight. I don’t want to let go.
Aunt Coretta is a pretty devout Baptist, and my grandmother went to church more often than not. I started leaning agnostic sometime around middle school, and I can’t remember the last time I prayed.
But as I lay entwined with Darren, hearing the rapid beat of his heart next to mine, I say a silent prayer for us.
