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Rylie
I gradually returnto terra firma and reach behind my hips to palm the tree and stop myself sliding in a pool to the ground. My gaze comes into focus as I gaze on Ethan tugging off his pants. Shafts of light, breaking through the foliage, stripe his amazing torso. One shaft falls like a theater spotlight on his huge personal one and every nerve reboots at the sight.
My climax may have broken the book on mind shattering. I may be floating at one with nature and at peace with the universe. But all that zen is mixed with heat rising in my core. I must suffer from a terminal case of greedy girl because after that awesome release, I want more.
Just looking at Ethan trying to rip his clothes off and that incredible granite pillar standing proud and throbbing, sends me mindless in a shower of white light. My pussy twitches back into action, eager to be well and truly destroyed.
Ethan had yanked down his pants bot forgot they wouldn't come off over his huge laced boots. I toy with a hard nipple as I watch my man trying to rip boot form his foot in a rage of desperate need. Then with a satisfied little smile, I slide my back down the trunk to my knees and wrap my mouth around his beautiful round head. His taste is salty and woodsy, although that could be the location, but the masculinity is all Ethan.
He lets out a wild sound as my lips suck in the spongy tip, stretched round and filled by him. His fingers dagger through my hair and entwine the strands with a tug.
“You feel so fucking good,” he husks. I lap my tongue in little flicks along the underside before applying more pressure with my full cavern, now stuffed to the fullest.
I’m really no expert at this and a flicker crosses my mind, wondering whether I’m doing it well enough. But that’s ground into the earth as Ethan’s groans pick up and become more throaty raw. My hand on his thigh encounters a line of puckered skin – another scar. Another mark of the hero. Enervated with lust, I pick up the rhythm, alternating the pressure, changing it up to keep him pleasured. I want this to be amazing. To be as great for him as he was for me.
His shaft is throbbing hotly on my tongue. Then Ethan emits a feral low roar and the velvety hot length slides all the way out.
I reach for it again.
“No,” he rasps as he pulls me up off the ground and rams me, but softly up against our tree. “We’ll save that for later. Right now I need to be inside that sweet little pussy of yours.”
My sexy beast of a man wants to put his thick, stiff and beautiful length inside me and that’s all that matters right now. Becoming his and being consumed by his desire.
He cups under one thigh, palming one ass cheek then the other. He easily scoops me up again like before but this time he settles me on his delicious tip. His strength and control amaze me, I feel like soft, pliable clay sculpted into a piece of modern art.
Once I’m in place, his head perfectly settled in the hollow of my entrance, he circles and prods slightly, making me tremble. The thing is massive in girth, bigger than I’ve ever contained. I hope it’s going to fit. He looks at me with his focused blue eyes and smiles.
“I’ve waited for this moment longer than I can remember, baby,” he says.
“Take me, please, I’m aching for you to be inside of me.”
With a tug on my hips and a thrust of his powerful pelvis, he tugs me down his rigid length.
There is no feeling more wildly satisfying than the first moment of sexual connectedness. Ethan's cock slides into my parting tunnel making me gush with wetness.
I gulp for air and gasp. The feeling of being filled, as if many nights of dreaming had been foreplay, is nearly enough to send me into unconsciousness.
As the base of his cock comes to rest on my folds of pink flesh, I’m penetrated deeper than I thought possible. With both of his hands filled with my cheeks, he begins a rocking motion that forces my pussy to slide up, then down, up, then down.
Wet sounds of suction-release repeated in time with his stroking accompanied by his groans and my mewls. The sounds of intense pleasure.
I try to open my eyes, to gaze into his, but the intensity of his pounding is too much. I can’t maintain concentration on anything except the accumulating buzz in my pussy and the slap of flesh into my clit as he drills into me.
“Baby,” he says. “You’re so beautiful. I could be here forever and still want more of you.”
I try to form words, but it’s impossible. My head thrashes as I grunt and groan instead.
He increases the pace of his thrusting. I’m nearing another climax when he slows.
“What?” I squeak.
“Touch yourself,” he commands with authority. I obey without hesitation.
My clit is swollen and stiff, mirroring his cock, wanting to be stroked. I moan as I twirl my finger. He increases his pumping, and I’m a step from the edge.
“Eyes open, baby,” he orders.
