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Quinton grins, bending his legs, pushing his hips deeper. “Keep your knees bent … legs open … missionary style.”No worries there!The mattress dips with his elbows pressed beside me, supporting his weight. He’s being gentle … cuddling me close. I caress his sexy forearms, rubbing my hands over his body of perfection, before cupping his handsome face in my hands. I brush his hair from his face, with each delicious stroke he’s giving.
Quinton covers my mouth in a deep lust-filled, open-mouth kiss. Our tongues dance the perfect tango. And he’s the lead! His thrust are a slow rocking motion … like a rocking horse. Controlled and calculated. We’re both moaning as I feel my release building again. He’s hissing air through clenched teeth.
I run my fingers over his sexy shoulders … grasping his salaciously delicious forearms. I close my eyes arching my back. “Harder,” I beg him, “harder … Quinton fuck me … hard!” This sweetness is … sweet, but I want to feel my hips leave this mattress. I don’t want sweetness. I want hard!
“You’re greedy sweetheart,” he hisses, thrusting hard, with deeper strokes. My hips leave the mattress. He growls as he takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue. I scream, arching my chest off the bed, easier for him. He licks his way across, nipping my tit. He laughs when my breath catches. I feel him suck just my nipple, flicking his tongue. My fingers are laced in his hair, holding him in place, as he tortures me.
“I like your tongue.” I moan, guiding his head back to my other nipple.
“I like your tits,” he growls, biting. I scream, tossing my head back.
He growls, sucking my nipple and letting it pop out of his mouth as he leans back. I reach for him as he moves. He kneels, pulling my calves up over his shoulders.
“I find your forearms incredibly hot.” I squeeze them, biting my lip with his first thrust.
“Ah, you’re so fucking tight,” Quinton hisses through clenched teeth. He feels amazing. I groan, closing my eyes, arching my back off the bed with every thrust.
“Play with my nipples,” I purr, pulling him back down. He captures my hardened nipple. I watch him suck and flick the bud. He’s caressing my other nipple with his fingers, pulling and tugging.
“Quinton.” I lean forward, biting his shoulder. My legs shift a tad down his biceps, as he deepens his thrusts. “Oh god.” He’s biting my tits—hard! “Ow! Fuck, Quinton.”
“Damn, you feel wonderful in this position. So hot!” Quinton thrusts harder, bringing my hips off the mattress … my knees on either side of my own shoulders. He’s relentless, sucking and biting my tits, flicking his tongue across my nipple. My toes are curling; he’s whimpering and hissing.He’s getting fucking hard.
I whimper, closing my eyes. With every bite and suck my body is tightening and shaking beneath him. Now he’s screaming.Who’s loud now? I grin, he’s completely lost in me. I feel my release hit, my silk covering him. I can’t breathe, I can’t think. I can only feel, and I can’t get enough of him.
“Amelia,” he growls, holding my ankles tight against his shoulders, exploding his liquid heat in me, “god! You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had.” He drops my legs and covers my mouth in a deep, open-mouth kiss pumping his hips hard. I’ve melted.
“I can feel you pulsating in me,” I whisper.
“I’m going to stay inside of you, stroking every drop of my essence into you until I’m flaccid.” He buries his mouth in my neck and wraps his arms around my body, supporting his weight on his elbows and forearms. His hands cradle my head.
I close my eyes, savoring his attention. I turn my head to the side, so he can suck and nibble down my neck … my body all he wants.
QUINTON
Aw hell … I’m so consumed by her! She’s wrapped all around me, letting me stroke her as long as I want, filling her. Her tits are covered in bite marks,shit. I feel like a fucking ass. I stroke her beautiful neck, running my fingers over her jaw, turning her mouth towards me. Her eyes are full of love, trusting me, trusting this. We grin at each other. I lower my lips over hers, smooching her lips to mine in a sweet, open-mouth kiss. Our tongues slide and massage one another. She tastes wonderful. Her mouth is smooth and hot. Delicious! I growl, deepening my kiss, controlling her tongue, leading her how I want her. She loves it. She loves me. I can actually feel her love, her desire, for me!
“Mmmm,” Amelia hums into my mouth. I’m so lost in her.
Shit, I’m going flaccid; I roll beside, her wrapping her in my arms and pulling her against my chest. She slides her leg over my hip. Her hand is tracing lazy circles around my six pack, playing with all my dips. I lean up, sliding the sheet over us.
“I’m so relaxed and still tingling,” she purrs.
I laugh, strolling my fingers up and down her shoulder with heavy lids. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.” I gently touch a bite. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away. I’ve marked your beautiful tits.”
“I don’t care,” she breathes, “you’re a fantastic lover. You're gentle, Quinton. You don’t hurt me.” I hear her words and the underlying meaning. I like her fingers rubbing on my six pack.
“Tell me something,” I whisper, kissing her forehead.
“I love your suave walk and mannerisms.” She drops little kisses across my chest.She’s so sweet. “Tell me something.”
“You’re the first woman I’ve made love to without a condom.” She leans up, looking at me. The disbelief is evident. “I’ve never blown my load into anyone but you.” I grin, watching her settle back beside me. “Tell me something.”
“I like to read.” She tickles her fingers across my stomach. “Your turn.”
“I’m Italian—trust fund baby.” I watch her process it. “Your turn.”
“I figured you were a trust fund baby,” she teases. “I’m not.” We laugh. “Your turn.”
