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His lush kisses roam my thighs and I groan, covering my face with my hands. His hands meanwhile fan out across my stomach and he taunts me, barely easing his fingertips under the waistband of my panties.
Albie rubs his nose along the scrap of material protecting my insides and growls with such ferocity, I think I might pass out unless he makes me come soon.
He makes an artform of removing my underwear, slowly dragging them down my legs. Before moving on, he inhales greedily, only discarding the drenched scrap of lace once he’s had his fill, then licking his lips in anticipation.
I’d barely know he’s as affected as me, except when he wraps his arms around my thighs, the sweat on his skin tells me he is, plus his fingers shake too and I can’t stand it anymore.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs, kissing my mound, “utterly beautiful.”
My chest aches with longing. I’ve wanted him so badly sometimes, I haven’t been able to sleep at night, constantly touching myself to try and ease the burden. I’m having to touch my breasts now so that all this need has some outlet and my chest doesn’t hurt so much.
“God, I want you,” he says, kissing my labia.
“I want you, Albie. I’ve wanted you for ages.”
“I’ve wanted you too. So badly.”
I bite my lip and try to shut my legs. All too much.
He prises my legs apart and slides his tongue through my delicate, red-hot tissues, immediately making me scream. A few licks of my clit and I can’t help myself; I throb around the finger he barely got started with.
“Fuck, now you’re dangerously wet,” he cries.
Albie wastes no time, standing up and unzipping, then kicking off his trousers.
I have my hands over my mouth, not just because I’m still hyperventilating and feel embarrassed, but because I can’t believe I’m looking at the man of my dreams naked. He’s so gorgeous but what’s most shocking is that he doesn’t look like the proverbial hunter who just caught his prey. No, as he slides on a condom, if anything, he seems nervous of the performance that’s expected of him.
With those snake hips of his, he slithers over me, his hands under my armpits tugging me further up the bed. He’s still tasting me on his lips and his cock is so stiff, it’s swaying near his navel.
He holds his weight off me but teases the head of his penis against my clit and labia. I arch once more, enjoying how broad and hot he feels. Albie claims my mouth and I spread my legs wide, my claws digging into his back.
He looks down between my legs and rolls his shoulders, working out some sort of tension in his body.
“You’re gaping, Mira. You’re actually gaping for me.”
“I know, just want you so much.”I’ve never felt this way before.
He comes closer and nudges at my entrance barely, but enough that I have foresight of what’s to come. He licks inside my mouth and growls as he pushes in a little more, waiting to see how I react. I’m waiting with bated breath for all of him. Nothing can stop this now, but from the shock in his eyes, I’m worried he’s about to chicken out.
“I’ve never wanted it this much, it’s—”
“Does it feel good?” I ask, desperate to know how I compare. “Do I feel…?”
“I fucking love you, Mira,” he nearly shouts before sinking inside me, my head tossed right back. The combination of fullness and pleasure takes my breath away. He halts, remaining buried deep, and kisses me again, my hands wandering into his hair and then clinging to it as he withdraws, then slams back into me.
“Yes, Albie.”
“You feel perfect,” he murmurs. “You are perfect.”
I have hold of his hair as he fucks me, his mouth devouring my tits as he drags that magnificent cock through my molten, trembling tissues. I come again within no time and feel even more embarrassed; this time I squirt and my legs tremble out of control leaving me feeling boneless and wrecked.
“Ride me, girl and make me come, you damn sexy bitch.”
He rolls us over and I sit astride him, nearly convinced I’m hallucinating as I look down and see Albie there, poleaxing me in the most beautiful, brutal way. I throw my head back and pull my hair off my sweaty face, tossing it over my shoulders and pointing my nipples higher in the air. He notices and tweaks them with his fingers as I begin slowly circling my hips around his length. It feels like I couldn’t fit anything more inside me if I tried and that even just to take a sip of water right now would be dangerous to my already squeezed bladder.
“God, I love your body, Mira, baby. Your pert little tits and your big ass. These thick hips and strong thighs. Tell me you work out. Tell me you got these muscles from kicking the shit out of people.”
“Yeah… I’m a qualified bouncer, you idiot. Remember?”
