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“FUCK.” I slip two fingers in and he bites his lip, fascinated as I touch myself, how I begin rocking my hips on my fingers.
“I thought about taking you to a private beach and us being naked the whole time.” He’s stroking himself more hurriedly, and there’s precum shining on his tip. “None of my fantasies really did justice to just how beautiful you really are. Beneath all those baggy shirts and jeans, there’s the body of a goddess. A powerful woman whose full pussy is just about the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
I throw my head back and orgasm, legs shaking, the muscles in my vagina clenching hard.
He removes my fingers from my own body and plunges them straight into his mouth, sucking avidly. Then he encourages me to take more juice on my fingers, gesturing upwards.
“Rub it all over your nipples,” he instructs, before licking my clit.
I do just as he says and gasp as he tastes my sensitive nubbin, his tender, slow licks so gentle and careful in the aftermath of orgasm. He knows I only orgasmed vaginally because he’s giving my clit all the attention it didn’t get just then as I fucked myself with my fingers.
The unholy reaction I have to his tongue makes me pant, beg and scream for several long minutes. After that he beats off hard and comes so much, it decorates my entire torso.
Dripping with his cum, I get up and kneel on all fours on the bed, taking his cock in my mouth to clean him and soothe him after his ejaculation. He’s standing by the side of the bed and digs his hands in my hair. He’s rock solid again in no time and forcefully pushing into my mouth, cursing because it’s so good.
He tastes amazing and I’m so turned on; all that would make this perfect is if he could also be inside my vagina at the same time. I’m beginning to gape again like he mentioned earlier, the ache and yearning of wanting him brutally distracting.
When I can’t stand it a second longer, I retreat and turn around, offering him my body.
“Fuck me,” he curses, then I hear the sound of a condom being unwrapped.
On all fours, I’m treated to his tongue sliding around my wetness and then up to my rosebud. He voices his delight loudly and I grow wetter, more open, more desirous by the second.
Suddenly shunted further onto the bed, he pushes my head down into the mattress and hikes my ass up in the air. He spears me with one deep strike that leaves me gasping for air.
“Yes,” I growl.
He pulls all the way out to the tip, then slams back in—a move that is so close to devastating pain but errs just enough on the side of delicious that it is easily forgiven.
“Fuck me,” I demand, lifting my bum even higher.
“I’m sorry, pardon me? I thought one was a lady,” he taunts, breathless.
“I’m your slut and you’ll leave me unable to walk. Or else.”
“Challenge accepted,” he cries, then begins a punishing pounding I will never forget.
Chapter Ten
It’s a night of powerful lovemaking and tender moments, too. Albie has to know I’m close by when we’re sleeping and often, I’ll wake and find him with just one hand on me, or maybe a leg, his sleep-mussed hair making him even more desirable. He mumbles my name in sleep and demands I come closer even though we’ll get too hot if we’re pressed together.
Between dreams and being awake, I feel I could languish like this forever, my body burning with the memory, yet my soul eased. The night seems to go on endlessly because we wake one another so often, just to know it wasn’t a dream. We both crave that reassurance and as the night becomes properly cool at around 3am, I sink into his arms and fall asleep on his chest with one of his hands on my bottom and his other buried in my hair.
“I love you,” he murmurs, just before I’m devoured by oblivion.
An ambulance siren jolts me awake. I’m looking around, searching for him. I take a deep breath and whisper, “Albie, are you in the toilet?”
It comes back to me: the smell of him freshly showered, a droplet of water from his hair splashing onto my shoulder as he leaned over me. “I’ll be back soon. I need to get it over with. Sleep more, my beauty.” He kissed my cheek and I mumbled I would.
I was so exhausted, I did sleep…
Bolting up in bed, I’m suddenly worried. Glancing at the clock I notice it’s ten o’clock already. How many hours ago did he leave?
It feels like it might have been a while ago that he left. Early. Maybe seven. Anything could’ve happened in that time. All he has on him is his wallet, nothing else. Everything got left behind in his trailer and I don’t even know if…
I remember now. I know what he meant. I know where he’s gone. So I’ll just have to wait, right?
Standing in the shower, it feels as though my pelvis was hit by a truck yesterday. Is this what it feels like when you’re old and your hips give out? Jesus. I can barely walk. I stand under the hot spray for longer just to be able to enjoy the heat against my aching bones.
