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He removes his fingers when my clamping becomes unbearable and I fall like a broken doll back into bed, limbs askew, eyes open but unable to see. Only my panting chest gives away I’m still alive.
Paul climbs over me, kissing my body once more, returning to enjoy my breasts again. He pulls at my nipples with his fingers, tweaking them into stiff peaks, then pressing himself onto my body, they burn as his chest pushes against them.
He lifts my hands above my head and pins me down so I can’t escape him. He takes my top lip between his teeth and groans as he finds my slippery entrance, sliding into me without encumbrance. When he’s fully inside me he holds still and presses a light kiss to my lips. I wrap my legs around his back and squeeze my fingers around his.
He stares into my eyes, drunk on lust. “I’m gonna fuck you now.”
My breath is stolen by kisses as his body moves, stealing every ounce of control I possess. He grows bigger inside me and I gasp, stretched wide, toes curling. He moves his hands to touch me, my breasts and my bum, my legs… as he rocks into me with long, sure strikes.
“Oh, god,” I groan, letting my hands wander his back, his skin so soft for a man.
I grab his thick arse and dig my nails in, shrieking when he plunges into me faster, the bed rocking and my body his to own. I can’t move, he’s so heavy and has me possessed.
He fucks me faster and I grit my teeth, holding on, my pelvic floor on fire.
“You want my cream inside you, Lily?” he says, his voice gravelly.
“I want it in my mouth. After you make me come hard.”
“Ah, fuck.”
He ruts into me until my eyes have rolled into the back of my head and I’m losing the will to live – everything inside me is screaming for that ultimate release and it hurts so much.
He gets on his knees and throws my legs over his shoulders, taking me from a different angle. The bed is squeaking so loudly, I fear it’ll rattle off its hinges.
He pounds me hard and I start to shake, the noises coming out of my mouth almost embarrassing. The next thing I know, he pushes my knees towards my chest and I’m exposed, spread, his eyes looking down at all of me on display.
“Slow down,” I ask him, staring into his eyes. “Take it slow. I’m gonna come. Watch.”
He’s holding the soles of my feet with his hands, keeping me spread, as I take one hand to my breast and put the other on my clit.
Sweat flies off him as he rears back and plunges into me fully, taking himself root to tip as I stimulate my clit.
“Do it slow,” I whisper, “feel it. Allow yourself to feel it.”
We both watch as his thick cock moves in and out, coated in my juices, and he groans louder and louder as he allows himself to feel it. Closing his eyes, he groans and gives himself up to it, throwing his head back, on the cusp.
“Fuck, yeah… yeah,” I cry, “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come.”
His head is thrown back and his skin is impossibly red and sweaty. Here’s the big strong man, weakened by pleasure.
I ripple along the length of him as he plunges into me, again and again, until eventually he’s unable to concentrate and his movements become more of a jutting.
Finally, I take the length of him, sucking him into me, coming around his cock – the noises leaving my mouth making him yell, too. I’m beyond gone when I grab his buttocks and urge his cock as deep as possible, the sensation of him pumping his seed into me making me throw my head back and squeeze around him with one, last gasp.
I realise as we lie together, catching our breath, there will be no way on earth my neighbours didn’t hear that. I was screeching, Paul was groaning loudly, and the bed is almost off its legs.
I tuck myself against his chest and wrap my leg over him. Paul’s arms fasten around me tight and he catches his breath against my hair. I don’t think I’ve ever fit like this with anyone else, ever before.
“Sorry I didn’t come in your mouth.”
“Hey, I’ll take what we just did.”
He laughs loudly, right against my ear, and it’s the single most wonderful thing I’ve ever heard or felt.
He feels between my legs and rubs two fingers through my folds. Lifting his hand, he offers it to my mouth and I suck his digits until they’re clean, tasting the salt of his cream mixed with the sweet, musky tang of myself.
Then we’re kissing again, me on top this time, loving the solidity of him beneath me even as I command his body.
