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I gasp as he forces my lips to his and kisses me with reckless abandon. He pushes his hips against mine. His throat vibrates with carnal moans as he mimics the movements he just did to my pussy, effectively igniting my core once more.
I move my leg over him so that I can straddle his hips and slide my slick pussy against his shaft. He breaks our kiss and reaches into the nightstand drawer to pull out a condom.
“I want you to put this on me,” he instructs, tearing the square packet and handing me the latex.
“Good thing I’m not allergic to latex,” I tease.
He grins back, placing both of his hands behind his head. “I have polyurethane ones, too, if you’d like,” he says with a wink.
I roll my eyes. “Of course, you do.”
I pinch the tip and roll the condom onto his thick, hard cock. In the low light, I realize for the first time just how big he is in my hands.
“I’m not as thick as Caleb, but I promise you it can still make you feel good.”
My eyebrows squish together. “What the hell would make you say that? You know what? Never mind. Just shut up if you want me to keep going.”
I crawl over him, straddle his hips, and align the tip of his cock to my swollen pussy, but I don’t go any farther. Instead, I peer up at him with hooded eyes.
“Tell me, Micah, why should I let you finish?” I challenge. “I mean, I’ve already gotten off, so I’m just not seeing what’s in it for me.”
He quickly sits up, grips my hip bones tightly, and pushes the tip of his cock into me just enough to keep it aligned.
“Let me show you.” He leans in to whisper before slamming the rest of his shaft deep into me, causing me to whine out his name.
I moan again, watching as he gulps back a gasp in response. He gives us both a minute to let my body adjust to his size. Placing his hand at the small of my back, he guides us both back to the bed with me on top.
I trace the ridges of his chest with my tongue while he grabs my hips and thrusts slowly into me. As he picks up his pace, I clench my pussy around his sensitive shaft, making him growl.
“I. Am. Never. Letting. You. Go,” he warns, pounding into me, emphasizing each word, and forcing short breaths to escape my lungs.
His grip on my hips grows painful as he pushes me down to meet each thrust, rubbing my clit with his pubic bone. I breathe him in before placing my hands onto each of his pecs to push myself up. My movement allows for me to take him in deeper, and we both mewl like animals in heat.
“Fuck.” He groans. I echo his sentiment by riding him faster, harder, and digging my nails into his flesh.
Without thinking, I move my hand up to his neck, but I don’t get the chance to squeeze. There’s a sting from his slap to my ass that causes me to gush over his cock.
What the hell is happening to me?
I look down to where we’re joined and can see my pleasure seeping out. Just watching him slide into me causes my nipples to peak to the point of pain. Sex has never felt this erotic or this pleasurable.
Micah grabs me with one arm and flips us over, desperate for release.
“I can’t watch you look like that… Fuck me.” He pants at his quickening speed, breathing sharply through his nose. “Close your eyes, Angel. Shut off everything else and just feel this with me.”
I wrap my hands around the back of his neck and hold on tightly. The headboard bangs rapidly against the wall as Micah violently brings us over the edge and drowns us both in ecstasy.
As soon as I come, my nails drag down Micah’s neck and my body arches in uncontainable pleasure. My movements push him to his orgasm, and he audibly bites into the sheets by my face.
My pussy expands and contracts, milking every ounce of pleasure I can until we’re both completely spent.
After a few more minutes, Micah pulls out of me with a grunt and gets up to throw the condom away in the en suite. When he comes back, he has a warm washcloth and a hand towel. I look at him curiously, but before I get to ask him anything, he takes the wash cloth and starts to clean me up.
I stare at him dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, so I just lay in the shadow of the dark as he cleans and dries me. Once he’s done, he tosses the towels to the floor, crawls into bed next to me, and kisses my forehead.
“Sleep.”
My eyelids suddenly feel weighted at his words and, because it seems to be the theme tonight, I do exactly as he says.
