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She feels so good in my arms. I don’t think I’ve ever carried a naked woman anywhere before and it’s amazing. Like being a caveman.
And being a caveman comes with some other feelings I’ve never experienced before. The fact that I want to mark her and claim her as mine is new.
Tru
THE TRIP FROM THE WALLto the bed is a blur. He throws me onto his mattress, but his hand behind my head protects me from hitting. There aren’t any more teasing words, this man is different from the one who goads me into getting flustered. I haven’t even had a chance to see him without the towel, but he doesn’t slow for me to peruse his now naked body. With singular intensity, he lowers his head and sucks at my center again, hard and vicious, his fingers dancing inside me, stroking. I’m overcome with new emotions that I don’t understand. Dark ones. Feral ones. His fingers pump me, and I gasp, urging him on. I reach for my own breast and squeeze as his slippery lips almost pinch at my clit. When he sees me touching myself, his eyes go even darker.
He works my flesh harder now, pulling and pushing, nipping and stroking. He’s so rough, earthy, so unlike the civilized experiences I’ve had in the past. I never thought I would like it, but I do. I love it. I need it. One nip is more a bite and I squeal in pleasure, knowing it will leave a mark on my thigh. I squeeze my breasts harder and he growls, lavishing more delicious abuse, snarling like an animal, holding my hips tight until he’s had his fill.
I lose track of the world as a powerful orgasm sweeps through me, but he doesn’t let up. I’m helpless in his grasp, shaking and crying as sparks of pleasure so intense they border on pain ravage my quaking limbs.
He climbs up my body, his smile predatory as he rolls a condom onto his rigid cock and settles himself between my spread legs. “Such a messy girl. So wet.” He grips my leg and nudges part of his cock-head into me, easing his weight over me deliciously, squeezing me apart as he pushes in.
I tense. He’s so much bigger than what I’m used to.
“Easy, honey.” The deep tone of his voice soothes me, relaxing my body, and he pushes in a bit harder, working himself slowly into me. “So tight. So wet for me.”
I’m full of him, almost uncomfortably so. With the fullness comes another ache, a wanting, a feeling that this is something I am meant for. Taking this man into my body. He grasps my forearms and pins them down with his full weight. I really am helpless now. Thrillingly so. I close my eyes and moan.
He rocks gently, swaying inside me, until I start to rock my hips with him, finding a rhythm. Joining him where I once would lie still and let it happen. When I open my eyes, he moans as if the eye contact is an erotic shock. “You drive me wild, Tru. It’s like you’re inside of me even though I’m the one inside of you.”
I’m not prepared for him to say such a thing. It’s like a confession, an intimacy that goes beyond what our bodies are doing. Nash starts a steady, shallow slide, and the pleasure grows hotter and hotter inside me. I surely can’t orgasm again, can I? I wrap my legs around him, my heels digging into his body for leverage.
“Yeah, that's it. Fuck me back, honey. Work my cock. You make me feel like a fucking beast.” His head dips and his breath falls across my chest in bellows. We’re reaching for something bigger than we are, the building of ecstasy surging through both of us.
He presses his forehead against mine, falling back to a slow, gentle rhythm, not wanting to rush us even though I feel like I’ll die if I don’t come again. We look at each other for a long moment, breathing through the awareness. Capturing this moment.
“Nash, I love the way you feel inside me. I can feel you everywhere.”
He mutters something, sitting up on his knees and taking hold of my legs without slipping out. Slowly, smoothly, he pushes deeper inside me, deeper than I thought he could go. He’s holding my legs open obscenely and giving me long, slow strokes, over and over, pushing into me. “Your pussy is grabbing my cock. You must like this. Does your tight, little pussy like my cock, Tru? Watch me fuck you, honey.”
His cock, thick and wet, slides out from between my legs between the dark mess of my pubic hair. I can’t believe it’s me, so lewd and sloppy and wanting more. He pushes back in, vanishing into my dark curls.
The pleasure coils inside me, and I can’t stop the frantic bucking of my hips, the loud moans bellowing out of me. My legs lock behind him, working him into my body as far as he can go. He’s smiling down at me like the devil. Amused by me, by the things he’s making me feel. Fine. That’s fine. I like feeling this way. I want to push him just as far as I can. I pull his head down and whisper, “Fuck me.” Wiggling my hips and trying to use my inner muscles to squeeze him, I groan and say louder, “Please, fuck me, fuck me...”
Nash grabs my shoulders from underneath and bangs into me hard and fast like a man possessed, like my words pushed him over the edge. “Beg me some more, honey.”
