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I slid down to his legs and took his tip in my mouth. I started to suck and lick. I cupped his balls in one hand and squeezed the base of his cock with the other like a cock ring. I gazed up into his eyes as I licked the underside of his shaft, slowly arriving at the crown and taking him into my mouth again.
The look in his eyes, the smile on his face, and hitches in his breathing told me what I needed to know: this was driving him crazy.
I went to work and brought him almost to the edge. Then I stopped, rested for a moment, and began again, teasing him to near his breaking point.
“What? No stamina?” I teased.
He averted his eyes in an attempt to control himself, and I worked him harder, using his moans and his breathing as my gauge.
I loved how I could drive him crazy like this, that I could control his pleasure.
I let go of my play toy and slid up his body, scraping my nipples against his chest. I dangled my breasts over his mouth, letting him take my nipple and nip and suck the way only he could, first one and then the other. I moved down and slid my soaked folds over his length, teasing his tip against my clit, sending shocks through me. I was barely able to hold back, I wanted him so badly.
“Condom,” he said.
“Not tonight. I’m on the pill,” I told him, sliding down and back again.
His smile broadened. “I’m clean,” he told me, still keeping his hands behind his head.
“Me too.”
The gleam in his eye told me he was looking forward to the skin-to-skin contact as much as I was.
I lifted up and reached down to guide him in. I slid down on him slowly, just a little, then up a little and down farther, until I’d taken all of him in to the sound of a wondrous moan from my man.
He arched up into me, his eyes conveying raw desire.
I pushed down and leaned forward, grinding against him to get the clit pressure I sought, and I rocked as he pushed up and we found our rhythm.
“You’re so good, so fucking tight, so fucking good,” he said, breaking his silence.
I didn’t complain; his words were a turn-on. I loved the dirty talk we sometimes engaged in. We fit so well. His cock was made for me and I for him.
I leaned forward, offering my breasts again, and we worked ourselves up to the edge. I pulled his hands from behind his head.
He took the weight of my breasts in his hands and fondled me gently before shifting to tweaking my nipples, which sent sparks through me.
“You have the greatest breasts. Have I told you that?”
“Never,” I lied.
He had complimented my breasts a dozen times, along with my eyes, my lips, my hair, my butt, my legs, my pussy, and any other part you could name. He never stopped.
He shifted his hands to my hips and guided me for a few strokes, pushing deep, grinding me down against him, before he moved his thumb to my clit and quickly sent me over the precipice. The suddenness of my climax surprised me. Lights flashed behind my eyelids, and my blood sang as electricity rattled through my bones and spasms overtook me.
As I came down from my high, he guided my hips. I rocked into him as he thrust up into me, increasing his tempo. He finally reached the end of his rope and found his release, gushing into me with a roar——the roar of the king of the jungle, the sound I had come to love.
I collapsed onto his chest, panting and fulfilled. I could feel his heart beating with mine, as linked as the stones on the ring he had given me.
The pulsing of his cock inside me slowly diminished. I relished the connection we had as a true couple. We fit perfectly together, my gentleman and me. He had made me feel things I never expected to find, physically and emotionally.
Sex with Liam was more than soul-blistering orgasms; it was a deeper connection as well. It was different, better in so many ways. I’d never suspected this is what I was missing out on.
Our ragged breathing slowly returned to normal, and I slid off of him. After returning from the bathroom, I snuggled up against him, one leg over his and my head on his shoulder, listening to his heart.
He scratched my back and kissed the top of my head, conveying his tenderness. I was his and he was mine, and now I had the ring to prove it.
My real boyfriend.
