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And he was totally in control.
"As you wish. " His voice was deep as he pulled his shirt over his head swiftly and let it drop carelessly on the floor. His large hands unbuttoned his jeans and his fingers moved slowly as they lowered the zipper. He pushed them over his hips and let the denim fall around his feet. He stood gloriously naked in front of me and my eyes shamelessly moved over his broad chest, down the planes of his finely muscled stomach to finally linger on the impressive length of his long cock. If I had any doubt of his arousal before, I certainly didn't now. He was hard and his cock was almost begging for me to touch him.
"Do you like what you see, Josephine?"
I didn't answer him. Instead, I crawled across the bed and raised up on my knees to rest my trembling hands against his chest. My palms were flat as they slid down his lean torso and wrapped around his hardened shaft. Leaning down to kiss his chest, I laved my tongue from his nipple to his collarbone and savored the spicy taste of his skin. I slowly ran my nose against his neck and stopped to run my tongue over the shell of his ear. His hands grasped my face and dragged my lips back to his, capturing my mouth in a kiss that was all-consuming. My hands increased their speed in response to him, gently stroking the entire length of his cock from base to tip.
When he wrenched his mouth away, I didn't resist as his hands roughly pushed me to my back again. He slowly inched his way onto the bed, his mouth and hands trailing up my stomach to caress the curve of my breast. He pressed against me at the same time his wet mouth circled one of my nipples. He sucked hard and lifted his hips away when I tried to grind against him. His teeth nibbled across my shoulder and against my throat until his lips met mine, his mouth demanding and greedy.
Stefan's fingers drifted over the front of my panties, my hips bucking against his hand as they moved across the hot wetness that had soaked through the fabric. My head arched back against the bed as his mouth lowered to nip at my exposed neck.
"So impatient. " He continued to brush his mouth over my throat and neck, alternating between kissing and licking my skin. One of my hands moved between us to stroke the length of his cock again. I moaned loudly when I felt the satiny hardness jerk in response to my touch.
A low growl escaped his chest as his large hand grasped my face. His thumb gently stroked across my cheekbone before he kissed me with more force than he had before. He pulled my tongue deeper into his mouth as his other hand inched down my stomach to roughly grip my hip. His fingers wrapped around the side of my panties and he impatiently ripped the fabric away with a quick snap of his wrist, his hands stroking the outside of my wet pussy. My breathing was coming in ragged pants, growing louder each time his fingers grazed against my swollen clit.
He lifted his lips from mine to kiss his way back down to my sensitive breasts, rolling his tongue around each nipple until they hardened into tight peaks.
"You have no idea how desirable you are. Or how long I have waited to see you like this," Stefan whispered. His mouth resumed its path down my body at a remarkably slow pace. His lips drifted down my stomach and continued their descent until he made his way down to my hips. His large hands grasped the inside of my thighs, pressing them open as wide as possible. His tongue darted out to lick across his lower lip when he saw my wet sex completely open and ready for him. He expertly maneuvered his broad shoulders between my legs.
"Fucking beautiful," Stefan whispered, placing an open mouthed kiss against my clit. His lips moved to kiss the inside of each thigh all the way to the crease on the side of my folds, tracing his tongue along the same path. He took one long lick from my entrance to return to my clit, swirling his tongue hungrily around it.
"Josephine," he murmured against me softly. My eyes flickered to focus on him and his blue eyes were watching me, hooded and dark. I arched against him, moaning from the combination of his eyes watching me and the feeling of his talented mouth against me. My hands frantically grasped at the covers and my head thrashed against the pillow.
He had unlocked a part inside of me that was ravenous and starving to simply feel.
I don't think a coherent word escaped my lips as his mouth ravaged me. He let me writhe under his ministrations. My hips bucked against his face, pulling him in closer as his tongue dove into me without any mercy. He used both of his thumbs to hold me open and to press against my clit. He replaced his tongue with two of his long fingers, slowly sliding them inside of me.
"I do not know if I can stop," Stefan moaned against me, his fingers rhythmically curling up against my slick walls. I instinctively clenched around them, encouraging him to continue.
"Don't stop," I replied brokenly. "Ever. Please. "
He hesitated for a moment and I couldn't help but notice a brief glimmer of emotion flicker across his face. His movements were sensual as he pressed his body against mine, slipping one of his hands between us to guide his hard cock into me at an almost agonizingly slow pace, giving me time to adjust to his size.
When he was fully sheathed inside of me, he stopped for a moment. He pulled back and plunged back in, his thrusts shallow.
"Stefan, I need you to fuck me. . I can't. . I need you," I begged hoarsely and clutched desperately at his arms. I felt desire clawing at me, hot and sharp. My hips bucked uncontrollably against him, willing him to move faster and deeper.
I watched in amazement as he slowly lost control before my eyes. His darkened blue eyes dilated until they were almost black and he moved at almost inhuman speed to shackle my wrists in his hands. He withdrew his cock completely, only to slam back inside of me as he growled with desperation. He repeated the motion until I unashame
dly begged him for more. I dragged my legs back and slightly tilted my hips, pulling him in deeper to meet each of his hard thrusts. I groaned as he slowed his pace down, fully burying himself completely inside of my wet sex.
"Du kommer att vara d?d f?r mig," he mumbled against my neck as he maintained his slow, powerful strokes inside of me. I could feel myself slowly coming apart at the seams, one thread at a time.
"Stefan. . . I need to come," I begged. The voice coming out of my mouth didn't sound like my own. It sounded raw, brazen and demanding.
He released my wrists and my hands instinctively reached up to grab his hair, dragging his face down to reclaim his lips with my own, my tongue pushing forcefully inside of his mouth. The speed and intensity of his thrusts increased, his cool skin sliding against the slickness of my flushed body. I cried out against his mouth and begged for release. My back rose off the bed as I began to slowly clench around his cock, waves of ecstasy flowing through me.
"Come for me, Josephine," Stefan murmured against my lips. His hand moved between us to circle my clit as I tumbled over the edge, my inner walls contracting around him as I shuddered underneath him.
His cock twitched and he released deep inside of me, a guttural cry escaping his lips. "Knulla det. Jag kommer!" His head fell back against his shoulders as his orgasm overtook him.
He raised his head slowly and lowered his trembling mouth to mine, his lips gentle. "Det var otroligt. Du ?r en gudinna. "
He rolled to my side and rested his head lightly against my shoulder. His body curved around mine, our breathing ragged. I was slowly starting to regain my senses and I turned my head slightly to stare into his eyes, my fingers absently stroking his silky hair. He smiled at me lazily, his face relaxed and euphoric.
"You need to tell me what you said. My brain doesn't have Google Translate," I managed to murmur weakly, my spent body was filled with an amazing sense of completeness I'd never felt before. I shifted to my side to place my head on his chest, curling up against him. I expected to hear his heart hammering in his chest like my own, but his chest was silent against my face.
Flooded with panic, I struggled to sit up. How could he have no heart beat? It wasn't possible. My mind was filled with anxiety and confusion as I desperately tried to come up with an explanation that made sense.
