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I tried to fight my building orgasm, my first true release that wasn’t initiated by one of my sweet, vibrating toys. It twisted below my core, turned like a timer that was set to explode.
“I can’t hold on anymore! Alejandro, don’t stop. Don’t stop!”
“Let it out. Fucking come on me.” It all happened so fast, like a blur, hitting the right spot in perfect harmony as he repeatedly beat my pussy with a spank.
I bit my shoulder, feeling the wave of not one, but two hot orgasms. I was coming quicker and harder than ever before, the air escaping my lungs as he pulled himself out of me, greedily, hastily, sticking his cum-soaked fingers into my mouth.
“That’s my girl. Tell me how good you taste.”
I sucked his fingers clean, licking the taste of my pussy, my first time ever tasting the prize of my own orgasm.
“Tastes so good, but I want more.”
“Can you take it?”
“I don’t care. Just do it. I’d rather it hurt than not have it at all…” I begged as I was pulled back around, lifted into the air by Alejandro’s brute strength. He kissed me harder this time, almost puncturing my lip, as he hauled me out of the shower and onto the counter by the sink. A puddle formed below me as I wedged myself against the mirror, flexing my torso into a crunch to see his erection right at the edge of my entrance. I needed to see him going inside me.
He didn’t hesitate, combing the hair out from his face as he reached into a black, velvet box, pulling out a condom, ripping its gold label with his teeth, before rolling it on.
“Do I scare you, Gemma?” he asked, lifting my chin to shut my mouth. I didn’t know it was open. I saw him—all of him—and a part of me was scared, not only sexually, but emotionally. Everything felt too good, like my body was made of stardust.
“Yes.” I blinked, and he seemed to be content, as if he expected it all along.
“Don’t you dare look away from me,” he commanded. “I want to see your face when I slip inside you for the first time. I need to see how you come undone just for me.” He pressed his palm down over my pelvis as drops of water fell from his tussled, black hair onto my stomach.
I wasn’t prepared for what came next, feeling the expansion between my legs fold over, stretching from his perfect, round tip. It ached with every inch he impaled me, causing me to wince as my wetness engulfed the entirety of his erection.
“Hold it there… please,” I begged as he pushed further, reaching a point that no one, not even his fingers had been before.
“I love the sound of your voice when you beg. Do it again.”
Lifting my hands behind his neck, I sunk my nails into his shoulders, as he completely filled me up, making me whole.
“Please, Papi, I want it. That’s the spot,” I whimpered, his tip reaching a button that made my toes curl.
He didn’t pump, or push, he simply pressed forward again into the spot itself. My pelvis twitched, the impression of his cock visibly contracting my insides with a long thrust.
“There it is…” he sucked in, his tongue stroking the inside of his lip. “That fucking look, my scared, beautiful girl.”
I leaned my head onto his chest, his arms pulling me closer to the edge. “Alejandro…” His name fully escaped my mouth. If he stopped, even for a moment, I might lose my building release, and I couldn’t have that, I needed more.
“You better be ready to fucking come. I don’t think I can edge myself any closer,” he lifted me up off the counter, fucking me across the bathroom and onto his dresser in the bedroom. “You feel so tight and so goddamn good, baby… and I don’t usually come this fucking fast. Please tell me you’re close.”
I loved hearing him pant and was ready to come like he wanted, his anticipation to orgasm turning me the fuck on. I pushed my back against the wall, digging my bare heels onto his ass, helping him go deeper, to rock me in the most painfully sweet of ways.
“I’m so close. So, so close.” I tried to keep my eyes from rolling, focusing on the mirror behind him, my hips still writhing. All I saw was us, not just fucking, but something more beautiful and erotic than I could’ve ever imagined. The kiss tasted different, the sounds and moans no longer so shallow, but deepened with pleas of praise. This was an indulgence, this was…more.
He slid me off the dresser, carrying me towards the unmade bed where he laid me gently, keeping his cock inside me, not once pulling out or stopping his thrusts as I kissed his lips feverishly. I didn’t want him to see how sensitive and willing my body was for him, never had a man made me do what I felt like I was about to do.
“We should stop. I feel like I’m going to—” My legs spread into a tremor, shaking as a flooding sensation began to pull into my core.
“Final rule, Gemma… you’re mine to keep forever,” he obsessed. “Don’t hesitate with me. Don’t stop yourself.” Alejandro prayed into my neck, a kinder gesture of intimacy that forced me to kiss him.
“Don’t be mad,” I warned, my body building into a peak like a bursting, wet, fucking door. I fisted the sheets and bit into his chest, concealing something far too big and wild that I didn’t want him to see. I couldn’t hold back though, not even if I tried, not with how deeply he fucked. “Oh my god—” my breath was cut short, diminished by a mutual, never-ending moan that erupted in the room, “I’m going to come… I’m coming!” I cried out as a sudden rush of fluid escaped me, flooding the surface of Alejandro’s hips with a hot, wet, gushing squirt. It was a pulsing, ravenous rush that circulated my body, shot like a cannon of electric waves. I recoiled from the constant rolling contractions that rippled between my legs and over his shaft, my heat trickling out into a dirty little puddle, caught between our glistening bodies.
Immediately, I covered my face, biting my lip, consumed with embarrassment and joy, a confusing mix of the most incredible orgasm I ever experienced.
Alejandro stretched himself over me, his firm chest heaving like wet slate from the city light outside. I awaited his words, wondering what he’d say when he saw what I did, our bodies no longer soaked from the shower, but from me? Criticisms? Disgust? Shame? I wasn’t sure but found out with the most primal of praises as he coated his finger with my filth, licking it off.
