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Then he braces my hips, holding me in place. His cock glides through my saturated folds.

With a growl, he pushes forward, driving himself deep inside me.

Chapter19

Jarrn

I’ve never been this aroused before and I swear it has nothing to do with the aphrodisiacs. It’s Delia. She’s not only set my body on fire, but she’s burrowed into my heart.

We spent all those nights watching vids inches away from each other on my couch. After she went home, I jacked my cock, thinking of her. My best fantasies were pale in comparison to the writhing goddess underneath me.

I want to take my time sliding into her wet heat, but she’s so slick for me, so welcoming, I bottom out in one thrust.

“Fuck!” I bark, hoping she can hear all the words I’m not saying: that she’s beautiful and I love her and this is the best moment of my life.

The time for words is over as I piston into her, using my hips to give my all to her. The sound of our flesh slapping together is like musical accompaniment.

Her face and shoulders are on the counter, her ass in the air as if she’s presenting herself to me. I may be behind her, but I don’t want her to forget she’s being taken by her big, green ogre, so I nip her shoulder, letting her feel the scrape of my tusks on her tender flesh.

Though she was high on sex as I brought her to the edge over and over with my mouth, she can’t quite find her release.

Putting all my weight on one palm, I reach around to touch her little clit with the pad of my finger as I husk into her ear, “Come for me, Delia.”

She arches her back against me and her spasms grip my cock like a fist. Between her wordless cries and her velvet channel working me, it’s all I can do to keep from spilling into her.

Her passage ripples around me as she takes her pleasure, her hips bucking back to meet me, pounding against me as she helps herself to my willing body. I ride through it with her, having no intention of release, not for a long time.

Her muscles tense through her orgasm, then relax. Reluctantly, I leave her channel and lie beside her on the cool stone.

The expression on her face is lazy, her eyes unfocused. She’s acting as if this experience is over. Doesn’t she know we’ve just begun?

I give her a moment more to gather herself, then dip my head to nip first one nipple, then the other. When I tuck one tender bud between my lips and tug, her drooping lids pop open as if she only now realizes there will be an Act II and III and IV.

“Jarrn,” she purrs, a sultry smile on her lips.

I love the way she says my name. Even when all those people in the venue shout my name, it doesn’t feel as good as when she whispers it with that fuck-me-again look on her face.

I flip onto my back and lift her by her hips so she straddles me.

“Ride me. Ride me and play with yourself while I watch.” I place my palms on the back of my head as if I’m about to enjoy the best show of my life. It’s true. I am.

She doesn’t hesitate a moment as she grips my shaft, places it at her slick entrance, and slides onto me.

I entered her so quickly from behind. This is another sensation entirely as she impales herself almost in slow motion. Her lids flicker closed, and her expression screams that she’s taking a trip to heaven.

Lifting her hair from behind her neck, she thrusts her gorgeous breasts at me and tosses me a flirty smile, performing for me better than anything I managed at the Monsters in Review stage.

“You’re so fucking huge.” By the look on her face and her deep tone of voice, I don’t think it’s a complaint.

I can feel every tight inch of her. Leaning forward, she clutches my shoulders and rides me. All the way down and all the way up again.

Does she have any idea how beautiful she is? How much she’s driving me crazy? Did I really believe I could give her Acts II, III, and IV? If I don’t come soon, I’ll spontaneously combust.

Her breath hitches and her lids fly open. Her little slow-motion plan goes out the window as her pace increases and her orgasm barrels up on her. When her inner walls spasm, massaging me, I join in her detonation with a bellow of pleasure.

I release in hot, ropey jets as my hips pound into her. As we spiral higher together, the ecstasy of the sex mutates into something different, bigger, more important.

I’ve never felt this way before. It feels like we're joining souls.

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