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"Oh god!" I screech, the sound piercing the deafening silence of the hotel room until I go still from the intense pleasure. I’m afraid to breathe as he thrusts an additional finger inside of me. His free hand finds my bare nipple inside the deep vee cut of my dress.
If I thought I was full before, I’m bursting right now. I’ve never felt like this, but somehow I know I’m almost there. I can feel it deep inside me. The more he strokes and curls his fingers, the more he spreads my inner juices over them. I’m so wet that I’m almost self-conscious, but he seems to love it. He groans deep in his throat and it does things to me, making me tighten around his fingers.
I can’t help moaning. I don’t have the space of mind to control the rest of the sounds that come out of me. I’m a mess of chaotic emotions and sensations, and there’s no way I can hold myself back anymore.
"Is this good enough?"
"Yeah…I’m…"
"You’re what? Tell me." He pumps harder, faster, pressing the heel of his palm against my nub. The sureness in his movements, the pure dominance of it, drags me under in one swift movement.
I shriek. The orgasm is neither gentle nor soft. It’s harsh and demanding, just like him. My legs shake and my head is a fog of mixed emotions—emotions I can’t get hold of, so I let them swirl around me like a halo.
His fingers are still driving into me, drawing out the orgasm, making it ten times wilder.
I’ve never had an orgasm like this before, and I’m ready to collapse from the way my body is shuddering. My legs are crying out to give way beneath me, but this stranger is magically supporting me while thrusting his fingers deeper.
Then, it’s over.
I come back down to earth slowly, savoring the feeling. I’m silently struggling to catch my breath as he slips his fingers out of my drenched fold. I lean against the door. he supports me with one hand as my wobbling legs can barely stand. Even through the haze of this incredible afterglow, my ears prick up with surprise when I hear his hand rattling the buckle on his belt.
My focus is instantly drawn south.
Ohhhhh my…
This glorious man has just withdrawn his cock and it’s big. When I say big, I mean it’s certainly longer than anything I’ve seen online. It’s thick, veiny, and rocket-hard. It’s so hard that even in the light of a single lamp glowing across the room, I can tell it’s a blood-red shade of purple.
A twinge of apprehension zaps through me at the size, at the possibility of taking him. The sight of his dick makes me tingly again. I just came, but I'm ready to take all he’s got to give. He must have noticed my moment of doubt because he looks at me with a sincere expression.
"Too much for you? Like I said before, it’s not too late to change your mind. I won’t be mad, promise." Even as he’s saying this, his eyes are hooded with want. He caresses his dick with his free hand, but his attention is on me.
I lick my lips which have suddenly gone dry, still staring at his massive erection.
"I won’t need to change my mind if you know what you’re doing," I tease as I wrap my hand around his hefty dick. This is literally the first time I’ve reached for one and I’m not disappointed. It's warm and smooth and very, very hard.
He chuckles from down deep in his chest, which is unnerving and charming at the same time. Before I can think, he reaches up and places his hand on my neck, his fingers reaching around behind. They hold fast, but his thumb runs forward, running up and down the front of my throat. It’s ridiculously seductive. Instead of being afraid of the stranger whose hand is literally around my neck, I lean into his faint grasp. I want whatever he’s going to do.
This should be terrifying but instead, I'm throbbing. What the hell is wrong with me? I don’t even have time to think of an answer to my own question. He hoists my leg around his waist and bunches the fabric of my dress at the top of my thighs.
"You have a way of provoking me," he whispers hoarsely. "I want want to fuck you like no one ever has before."
For a split second, I almost laugh.That’s pretty much a given, I think, but I manage not to say it out loud.
He glides the crown of his cock up and down my sensitive folds. His eyes remain riveted on mine. I bite my lips as anticipation and pleasure course through me. He’s not even in me and already I’m aching for him.
As he presses forward only an inch, the sensation is tortuous. I have to remind myself not to tense up, to take him in. I instinctively rock my hips trying to get more friction. My eyes lull on their own. I hear him ripping open a condom. and rolling it onto his cock.
"I hope you keep your promises," I say, rocking my hips against him once more.
He has me wrapped around his finger and worse, I don't mind. My earlier nervousness is long gone. I'm ready for any pleasure he’s willing to give.
Without taking his eyes off me, he presses deeper. Every time I start to think that’s all he can give, he goes deeper, pushing harder, blinding me with sensation as he fills me. I go absolutely still as I try to navigate everything I’m feeling. Just when I’m sure that every inch of his massive cock is in me, I whimper softly. I can’t hold back a gasp as my insides feel like they’re coming apart.
Because I think they are.
Breathing ceased.
"You’re so tight," he groans with approval as he pulls out and thrusts in again.
