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I press her legs down more, increasing my pressure. She’s clawing at my shoulders. “Quinton,” she gasps. Oh god it sounds so sweet.
I slide my hands under her hips, lifting her more into my mouth. She’s starting to quiver. Her legs flex tighter around my face. She’s not breathing, her toes are curled. I hear her crying. Fuck she’s beautiful. She’s pressing my head deeper, hands fully open, holding me where she wants me. I love it. Her silk floods over my lips. I didn’t think she could taste any better. Wrong! I suck and lick every liquid drop of her essence.
Her hands release me as I continue grazing on her beautiful sex. I’m in just fucking awe. I lean up on my knees, I need to fucking blow my load. “Turn over!”
She flips immediately. She’s eager to satisfy me. “Get on your hands and knees.” She does without objection. I grab her around the hips with one hand while I hold my cock with the other. “You ready?”
“Yes,” she whispers. She grips the sheets and cries out as I enter those beautiful folds from behind. “Fucking hell,” she moans pushing deeper against me.
“Fucking hell right,” I growl thrusting deep inside of her. I smack her ass—I can’t resist. And yank her hips against me as I fuck her hard.
She’s totally taking it too. She looks back at me, those fucking sapphires. I dig deeper. I reach around, scissoring her clitoris with my fingers while grabbing her hip with my other hand.
She’s pressing back on me deeper. “Harder!” she’s whimpering. I slam harder into her with each thrust. She’s lost; moaning and sinking deeper into my pounding. Her silk floods over my fingers and cock again.
“Fucking hell,” I gasp through clenched teeth. Her sex is sucking me deeper and tighter. “Shit, you feel like you’re milking my cock. What the fuck?” I growl. I feel this shit in my toes, an energy is surging all through my veins. I’m going to fucking explode. This is the best surge of energy I’ve ever known. I can’t stop.
“Quinton,” she screams.
I snatch her back against my chest, like when we’re dancing. She’s dropping deeper down on me, taking me as deep and hard as one possibly can. I’m thrusting all I have, hard into her. She reaches behind her head, grabbing mine, and pulls me down into her neck. I bite and suck. I’m palming and squeezing her perfect tits—pinching and rolling her nipples between my fingers. Her breath is all over my face. I find my release, exploding my liquid heat into her.
“Fuck,” I yell as we both crash forward. I can’t even try to hold myself off her. I’m pulsating every fucking drop in that beautiful wet tight vessel of heaven. I kiss across her shoulder blades and down her back. She’s fucking beautiful. “I’m going to stroke you until I can’t.” I gasp for words kissing her neck, rolling us into a spooning position.
“Yes,” she purrs into the pillow. Her breathing is hard. She’s completely relaxed beneath me. I can’t help myself … I keep rubbing my hands all over her. I can’t believe she’s here with me, naked and ravished in my bed. I want to scream so everyone knows it. I’m soaring high as a motherfucking kite on her. She’s a goddamn drug.
“Mr. Starks, I do believe you topped your last two productions with that one,” she purrs looking over her shoulder. I laugh a deep throaty satisfied laugh, my cock is finally going flaccid. I roll back, pulling her into my embrace.
Her eyes are closed. I pull her tighter against me. I can’t let her go. Ever!
I kiss her cheek. “Amelia?”
“Hmm.” She’s totally sated.
“Rest sweetheart, close those beautiful eyes.” I kill the lamp.
AMELIA
This time I’m not pushing him away or dreading his touch. I very much want him touching me. “Mmm.” I stretch against the wall of perfection pressed against me. Damn, my sex hurts. I feel completely ravished.
He’s growling, nibbling and kissing down my neck. I clasp my hands over his as he squeezes my breasts, rolling my hardened nipples through his fingers.
His strong leg pushes between mine. “Good morning sweetheart,” he breathes in my ear, sucking on my lobe. I can feel his morning wood pushing against me.
I turn towards him, reaching up and lacing my fingers through his hair. “Good morning.” He kisses my cheek, then the corner of my mouth. I really want to brush my teeth before we start kissing. He rolls me into him, covering my mouth with his.Ok!I moan as our tongues start to wake up together—greeting each other, sliding and caressing, melting into one. I’m lost.
He’s adjusting between my legs, taking his cock and rubbing it at my entrance. How am I already wet for him? He slowly slides into me.
“Ahh.” I flinch against his chest from the tenderness. The rawness is a reminder of his cock, claiming me as his.
“Sore?” He kisses me on my cheek.
“Yes.” I wrap my legs around him, locking my ankles.
“I’ll take it slow,” he hisses, nibbling my lips, soft morning pecks meeting my eyes. I nod, resting our foreheads together as I watch him tenderly stroke me. He’s grinning. My fingers are lazily toying with the back of his hair.
“Ahhh.” His eyes are watching me. My toes are curling, I close my eyes, getting lost in what he’s doing my body. He drops kisses down my jaw, sucking my neck.
“Amelia, you feel so good.” He’s whimpering … wanting to get lost.
