Page 115 of Tattooed Sweetness


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“I’m… burning up,” she gasps, “Overflowing. Can’t take it anymore.” Her voice is one hundred percent alarm. “I want… need to feel you inside me! Now!”

If it be your will…I release her nipple, and at the same time Jolly slides into her stable and I feel how we become one.

The sensation overwhelms me. I can’t move; I just want to feel her, love her. It’s difficult to say where her body begins and mine ends.

Gently, I lay down on her chest, sliding my hands between her trunk and the sheets to take the weight of my body off her. Pausing, I just look at her. “Celine.” I feel her fingers slide over my shoulders and onto my back, and I dig my nose into the crook of her neck.

“Philipp,” she merely breathes my name rather than whispers it. Though it hardly seems possible, her scent, flooding my lungs with every breath, drives my ecstasy to further heights.

Finally, I can’t stand it any longer and I begin to move inside her. I feel every fold in her, the surprisingly powerful grip of her pelvic floor.

She is writhing in the hold of my hands, lifting her pelvis so I can penetrate her deeper.

Fucking hell! This woman feels even more incredible in reality than in all my wet dreams.

Each of her movements, each skin contact, each breath pushes me a bit more out of my mind.

At the same time, I think I have never been able to have such clear thoughts. Summoning all my self-control, I try to hold back until she comes.

But she is too perfect, and I too broken, for I cannot manage it.

Jolly Jumper discharges with a twitch; a split second later she comes too.

Fucking hell!I prop myself up, trying to focus her face in the still surging rush of endorphins.Is she disappointed?

But she just smiles blissfully at me, the gray blue of her eyes swallowed entirely by the black of her pupils, and suddenly a brand-new feeling takes possession of me:

At last I feel whole and complete.

A little later we are lying cuddled together, with her head resting on my shoulder and her knee on my thigh, and her fingers are running along the lines in the skin on my chest.

I pull the blanket over our heated bodies, burying my nose in her hair, and smell the scent of her shampoo.

There is nothing to hear except for both of our breathing, the rustling of the sheets, and a lone speeder chasing his high-powered four-cylinder down the four-lane interstate. In the nightly silence, her unspoken question is hard to miss.

I exercise patience until she starts fidgeting, and pull her even closer to me with my arm. Although that’s hardly possible, really. “Spit it out,” I finally prompt her. “What do you want to know from me?”

She lifts her head, turning it so we can look into each other’s eyes. “It… I…” Blush pours into her pretty cheeks; I can see that even in the twilight of the stars filtering through the window.

“Mhm?”

“I… that…” she continues to stammer, then a jolt goes through her petite figure and she catches her breath. “Actually, you’re really completely tattooed,” she finally blurts out. “Everywhere but…” Her gaze slides down to Jolly Jumper, who immediately straightens up a bit from his post-coital state of wizened-ness in the face of such lovely female attention.

Her embarrassment elicits a laugh from me, and I dig my fingers into her soft hair and pull her face toward me so I can kiss her.

She resists a bit, wanting to fob me off with just a chaste touch of our lips, but I tempt her with a lick of my tongue until she opens her mouth for a real kiss.

The tips of our tongues dance pogo with each other, her taste and our wildness driving my fantasies to new heights until Celine finally twists herself free from me.

“Oh come on now,” she brings out rather breathlessly. “Tell me. Why?”

I have to laugh again. “Why what?” I tease her.

She groans, unmistakably she’s trying to avoid saying it.

Finally, my sympathy for her wins out, and I kiss her on the tip of her nose and look at her. “What do you want to know?”

“Oh my God, can I really ask that?” she whispers more to herself. Her cheeks almost glow in the darkness now. “Why does this turn me on so much?”

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