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Bianka sucks air through her nose and releases it slowly, her lips forming a perfect O as she steadies her breaths and brings her frantically beating heart back to something slightly less erratic. It was hammering so hard, I could feel it over my own.
To distract her, I trail kisses along her collarbone and up her neck, raising goosebumps in my wake. Then, slowly, I start to ease out of her. Bianka’s so wet, it’s almost too easy, my cock slipping from her readily.
Her responding moan makes me ache with need. Before I completely leave her, I push forward once more, this time finding far less resistance as her body adjusts to me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groan, filling her once more.
Strangled fragments of agreeable words issue from her in response, and I can’t help but smile. How a girl as eloquent as Bianka can lose her ability to speak in the throes of passion, I don’t understand, but it’s the same every time. Like her brain is short-circuiting.
I know her well enough now to be confident that it means she’s enjoying this, so I begin to move more rhythmically, rocking into her and withdrawing gently. Her hips roll with the motion, finding the same pace.
God, it feels like heaven to sink into her warm, welcoming depths. The gasps and moans of pleasure each time I thrust forward only heightening the agonizing pleasure building at the base of my spine.
“Oh, fuck…” Bianka squeals as her nails dig into my back, and for a moment, I think I might be too much for her, that I’m hurting her.
And then she explodes around me. Her cry of ecstasy resonates deep inside my core, making my balls tighten as her pussy clamps down around me, gripping me forcefully and pulling me deeper inside her again and again.
It’s the best fucking feeling, her body milking me, begging me to come inside her, and I groan, clenching my jaw with the effort to resist. Because I’m not done pleasing her yet.
Bianka trembles beneath me, her thighs fluttering against my hips with the intensity of her orgasm, and then she stills, her muscles relaxing once more.
“Fucking hell,” she murmurs, her eyes finally opening to meet mine, a sharp clarity and a deep hunger residing there.
I smile at the understanding that lights her expression, like she’s finally discovered all she’s been missing.
“I want more,” she begs, her hands sliding down my back to pull me deeper inside her.
Chuckling, I rock forward to grind against her clit, and she moans lustily. “Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” I tease.
A wicked smile spreads across her lips as her eyes cloud with fresh need. “I never claimed to be anything less.”
Growling playfully, I lean in and capture her lips, kissing her deeply as I fuck her more adamantly now. I’m far from rough, but I can feel her body respond eagerly, grinding against mine as we both drive forward toward relief.
She’s still so fucking tight it’s almost painful, but somehow, her petite frame manages to take all of me. Her untried reticence has been replaced with a vivacious enthusiasm that challenges me to hold my load.
I know I won’t be able to stop myself when she orgasms again, but I’m determined to make her come one more time with me inside her. Releasing her hip and letting it settle back onto the mattress, I feel my way up her body, enjoying the way her muscles tighten beneath me as she moves.
Sliding my hand between us, I find her full breast and grope it, massaging the pert flesh and pinching her nipple. Bianka gasps into my mouth as her pussy tightens, and I roll the taut nub between my finger and thumb.
Her responding sob is desperate as he bucks into me, her hips seeming to take on a life of their own as the new angle intensifies my penetration.
“Oh god, oh fuck!” she cries, and I can’t hold on any longer.
Tucking my face into the hollow of her neck, I suck the tender flesh between my lips, forcing her pleasure up another notch as I stiffen inside her, my balls emptying powerfully. Bianka’s pussy throbs around me as she comes simultaneously.
Grunting with the force of my orgasm, I shove inside her, burying myself to the hilt in her warm depths as I shoot burst after burst of cum, filling my condom. We still, shuddering together as we lie intertwined, our bodies one.
A giddy laugh bursts from Bianka as my forehead falls on the pillow beside her ear, and I chuckle in response.
“What’s so funny?” I ask.
Bianka hums contentedly. “Not funny so much as relieved?” Her tone rises at the end to sound more like a question.
Lifting my head, I adjust on top of her so my hands rest on either side of her face, my fingers stroking her freckles. “Relieved about what?”
Bianka gives a casual one-shoulder shrug. “I guess I’ve wanted this for so long that I’ve built it up in my mind as, like–I don’t know–some big, terrifying event. I’ve been so stressed that I would do it wrong or mess things up between us. But holy hell, I want to do this with you every day of my life.”
I chuckle again, combing my fingers through her lustrous curls. “That sounds like a great idea to me.” I brush a kiss lightly across her lips and slowly ease out of her.
