Page 73 of Spiral
The taste of his come still saturates my tongue as he kisses me, but he doesn’t pull back; instead groaning with pleasure as he slips a brawny hand between my trembling legs. With one finger, he gently rubs along the seam of my pussy, from my pulsing clit down to the creamy, sensitive entrance.
“Your turn, beautiful,” he groans shakily as he sinks one finger into my pussy, his knuckle pressing against the slick folds as he curves towards my G-spot.
“Oh, fuck–” I start, my breaths immediately quickening and face reddened as he clasps his other hand over my mouth.
“Shh,” he purrs, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips. “Take it like a good girl for me.”
I nod, shutting my eyes as waves of pleasure overwhelm my senses. Fire pools in my abdomen as his finger slips in and out of me, his rhythm growing erratic and desperate as I moan louder.
“Are you gonna come for me?” he asks, his chiseled jaw clenching in concentration.
I shake my head between ragged breaths as I grasp onto his wrist, immediately slowing his pace. He releases his cupped palm from my swollen lips, allowing me to speak.
“I want to come on your cock,” I whisper, my eyes glimmering with heat as they meet his own.
“Yes, ma’am,” he rasps, a boyish smile forming on his lips as he positions himself on top of me. “Do you have a condom?”
“I have an IUD,” I reply as I sink both hands into his hair, pulling him towards me firmly until his lips meet mine.
Without protest, Henry’s body melts into my own, his weight and large frame driving me into the soft cushion of the carpet. As his tongue swirls around mine, I feverishly dig my nails into his lower back, shoving his hips forward and encouraging his stiff erection to grind against the glistening entrance of my pussy.
“I need you, Henry,” I beg, my breaths shaking with desire as his pre-come drips onto the heated skin of my inner thigh.
“I know, baby, I know…”
His shuddering words are overpowered as Henry plunges his dick inside me, every inch of him filling and stretching my aching pussy. He settles his weight between my legs as he thrusts slowly and deeply, as if savoring every second that he’s inside of me. A whiny moan escapes my lips as his cock disappears into my body, my scorching breasts bouncing up and down with each deliberate stroke.
“You’re doing so good for me,” he grunts, his voice throaty and hoarse as his thrusts intensify.
“Harder,” I demand, my fingernails scraping down the searing skin of his back.
He does as I ask, his hips pounding into mine as my pussy drenches his erection.
“Oh my god, Henry–”
Blood rushes into my ears, deafening me, as I drench the floor beneath us. His throbbing dick to slips in and out of me with complete ease, and I can tell I won’t last much longer.
“Fuck, Georgia… you’re so wet. So tight–”
His eyes close in ecstasy as he continues to fill me up, with every thrust increasing the burning heat inside me.
“Y-You’re gonna make me come,” I stutter, my pussy surging with erratic waves of intense bliss as I get closer.
My breaths are chaotic and cheeks burning hot as he maintains his pulsing rhythm, driving into me with full force as grunted moans escape his throat.
“Come for me, princess,” he rasps, his cheeks surging with heat.
My pussy instantly tightens around his shaft as shockwaves of pleasure overwhelm my every sense, triggering his own orgasm. Henry’s come floods my pussy as he roughly gasps my name, eyes rolling back and closing smoothly as ripples of pleasure consume him.
“Fuck, Georgia–” he stammers through unsteady breaths as he slows his thrusts to a stop, still allowing his pulsating cock to remain inside of me. Leaning his firm chest against my own, he takes me into a shaky kiss as he strokes my hair.
“Henry?” I ask after a beat of silence, my voice quivering from exhaustion.
“What is it, gorgeous?”
“I think you’re beautiful, too.”
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