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I always cry out when he enters me. Somehow, I always manage to forget how damned big he is! He stretches my pussy right to the limit without making it painful and I hate to have to disagree with so many other people on this point, but size—while it might not be everything—certainly makes a difference.
He thrusts deeply and powerfully, and my body responds immediately, tingling and twitching as sparks shoot through me. He leans forward and closes his mouth around my nipple. I gasp as the sensations immediately reach an unbearable level of intensity and I whine and writhe underneath him as the sensations send lightning bolts down my legs and up my spine, pulsing from my nipple to my clit to a spot deep inside my pussy.
“Oh,God!”I cry as my climax hits.
He continues to suckle my nipple and uses his hand to gently but purposefully stroke my clit while I cum and I shriek,“Fuck!”before the sensations are too powerful and I have to concentrate on screaming and moaning and spasming while my pussy works busily to bring Stone to orgasm.
When he cums, I cum again, so hard that my vision and hearing actually fade. I become shapeless, a floating, tingling mass of nerves that pulse with pleasure a thousand times a second. Even my gums start to tingle as my body learns exactly what it means to be perfectly satisfied.
Finally, I collapse under him, gasping and moaning, spent. He pulls out of me and replaces his cock with his fingers, thrusting rapidly over my g-spot while his other hand fans my clit.
“Stone, Jesus, fuck!” I cry as another orgasm hits me so intensely that despite my exhaustion, I flail around like a fish out of water. “Oh, God!” I cry.
He keeps going until my eyes roll back in my head and I feel like I’m going to pass out again. When he stops, my breath escapes me in a rush and I cling to him to steady myself while my pussy pulses so powerfully I can actually see my lower body move with each spasm.
Out of nowhere, I start giggling, softly at first, then louder until I go limp and roll away from him with tears streaming down my face.
“What’s so funny?” Stone asks.
“Hooves!” I cry.
“What’s wrong with hooves?” he asks.
“Nothing,” I say. “You just said you love me head over hooves.”
He stares at me blankly and I say, “Instead of head over heels?”
He blinks and says, “Oh yeah. I guess I did.”
He joins me in laughter and when it subsides, I decide I want him in my mouth again, so I head down there, and in a few minutes, I sigh when he fills me once again.
CHAPTER TEN
Stone
I roll over and look at her. The expression on my face instantly sends her giggling and she looks at me with shame on hers. “I’m sorry,” she says, “I didn’t mean to…”
Her words trail off and I say, “I’m not hurt or offended. You didn’t speak out of turn. I already believed I love you but now I know I do.”
She giggles again. “Because I was laughing?” I shake my head, expression still serious and she stops laughing. “You’re kind of scaring me,” she says.
“I’m sorry,” I say. I sigh and let the tension disappear. “I know I love you because I didn’t guard what I say. I hope you still love me in ten seconds.” I sit up and look at her. “I’m a shifter. I’m a mustang shifter, and that’s why I said head over hooves.”
She stares at me for a second, a look of disbelief on her face. I know it’s a lot to take in. I can only hope she eventually chooses me over what she thinks I am. She might as well smack me across the face with what she says next. “Are you telling me there are people who would break up with someone just because he’s a shifter? I mean, that’s who you are. I guess that’s part of what makes you who I love? I mean, there are people who would treat that like it’s a bad thing? Why?”
She starts laughing again because the shock on my face is evidently surprising to her. She leans over and pushes me back down on the bed so she can snuggle up against my side. With her head on my shoulder, she says, “Well, I’ve been on three dates when I was almost sure I was with a shifter, but I couldn’t get up the nerve to ask. Now, I’m in love with a guy and it never crosses my mind.” She slides her hand over my chest and then says, “Jesus, I should have known.”
“Why?”
“Seriously? You’re going to make me say it?”
“Say what.”
She lifts her head up so she stares at my face. “You’re hung like a horse.” I groan as she falls back into a giggling fit. It keeps up for a while and finally, when she calms down, I get up, pick her up, and carry her to the shower. I guess it’s stupid to think showering together now is more significant than before, but I can’t help myself. It definitely feels that way. Afterward, we’re back in our pajamas on the bed.
“You want me to pick the movie?” she asks.
“Sure.”
