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His hands are big, sure and steady. He slides them down my back, along my waist, over my buttocks. Back up my stomach to my breasts, which he cups, thumbs working at my nipples.
I tip my head back on a moan. “For someone who’s never been with a human before, you sure know what you’re doing.”
“Your physiology is not so different from others I have encountered. And I am open to directions.” He drops his mouth to my nipple, sucking hard, before looking up at me.
Something dark flashes in his eyes, as though a storm is whipping through him, and I feel an answering wildness rush through me.
His mouth moves to the other nipple, pulling it into a tight, aching peak, before working its way back up, nipping and sucking at my neck. I shudder, and grab his waist to brace myself. Everywhere his lips touch me is like a brand, turning my skin tingly and fiery hot.
Normally, I enjoy a lot of foreplay. I like to come a few times before a man enters me. But at the moment, I’m so turned on, I can feel my own wetness slipping down my thighs. I think he could drive into me right now without a lick of resistance.
Maybe he’s reading my mind, because at that very instant, I feel his fingers slide inside me. “I have to make sure you’re ready,” he says, his voice husky. “You won’t be used to my size. It will overwhelm you.”
I doubt that. I like ‘em large and in charge.
My eyes glaze over as he strokes deep, again and again. “Just how big are you?” I ask on a panting breath. My skin is slick with sweat, and my heart is hammering with anticipation. I’ve never felt this muchwantbefore.
“At the moment? Probably about fourteen inches.”
The thought makes my mouth water. I long for him to stretch me as far as I can go, to bend me until I nearly break. “You’re right. That’s bigger than I’m accustomed to.” I tingle with anticipation at the thought of a cock that big.
His fingers slip out of me and glide across my clit, making my whole body jerk. He makes an appreciative noise and repeats the action. I mewl in response and he chuckles, doing it again. He quickly finds a rhythm and my hips follow it, almost hypnotically. He’s taken full control of my body, the pleasure like a drug.
“Mmm, you like when I touch you there,” he whispers.
I nod. “It feels so good. You’re making my clit so slippery and swollen. It makes me want to come.”
I let my head fall back and my eyes close, lost in the rocking sensation as he strokes me. Back and forth, over and over, his roughened fingertips tweaking my sensitive flesh in every possible way. Pressing it. Pinching it. Plucking it.
I press my hands to my breasts, squeezing my nipples. I think I might die from the sensations racing through me, and my knees start to shake. A flood of wetness gushes out of me, a telltale sign that an orgasm is imminent.
A million sparks zap through my belly and my muscles start to tighten, preparing for the ecstasy that’s about to be unleashed.
Little moans start spilling out of me, sounds I have no control over. It’s always like this when I’m about to come. I lose all control as my body takes over. My legs are shaking, my nipples are straining, and every part of my body is zeroed in on my clit, the source of all pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan. “Wick, you’re going to make me come.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
I can’t even open my eyes to glare at him. “Don’t you dare.” Even if he did, I think it’s too late to stop the train rumbling through me, but for the love of everything holy, he better keep his hands right where they are.
I rock my hips faster, faster, feeling my clit start to pulse. My internal muscles are squeezing, searching for the cock that isn’t there, and then, out of nowhere, Wick pinches the very top of my clit.
A sound I didn’t know I was capable of making screeches out of me as my knees buckle. The orgasm thunders through me, an endless, intense throbbing that I feel everywhere. More wetness leaks out of me, my clit throbs harder and faster, and I can feel my nipples somehow get even tighter.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Yes, like that. Oh, fuck, I’m coming so hard. Keep pinching me.”
I’m holding onto his waist for dear life as he follows my instructions, squeezing the most sensitive part of my body. It’s almost like we’re working in concert; every time my clit throbs and enlarges, he pinches it back down, creating a kind of pleasure I’ve never even dreamed about.
A second orgasm rushes after the first, shorter but sharper.
“Holy shit,” I pant. I’m barely still on my feet, but Wick is nowhere near done.
He spins me around and pushes on my back, forcing my hands on to the chair and my ass into the air. Making a V with two fingers, he nestles my swollen clit in between them and squeezes, creating a new, intense sensation.
My legs tremble and I grip the chair harder as I feel him nudging my entrance from behind. I push back against him, restless and lost in pleasure.
“Relax,” he says. “You can take me.”
