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I mumble, trying to ask for a moment for recovery. I’m not sure if he understands me in that moment, as my body shivers from the lack of his contact, while only briefly. His body is over me, only letting some of his weight relax on me, I can feel his erection pressed in between my ass checks. I want him to bare it, I need to feel him inside me, deep and pushing me back over the edge, so I lift onto my toes, trying to rub against him.

His lips stroke along my ear.

“All in due time, my queen. I want to savor every inch of you.” His voice is tainted with desire. He removes the panties from my mouth and I take in a deep breath, enjoying the lack of friction on my tongue. “Tell me Reagan, what do you want?” his voice sending shivers down my spine, as I hang on to each word. I don’t know how to answer, I can’t seem to form a sentence. It doesn’t help that he is now thrusting his erection against me, his jeans causing friction against my ass.

“I asked you a question, Ace.” His tone is more demanding, he’s growing impatient. I try to tap into whatever part I’m supposed to be playing here. Am I supposed to tell him what I actually want or do I play coy here? “I want you!” It came out of me in a whisper, hesitation took over and it’s the only thing I can muster up to say.

“Oh, Ace, you have me! But now, what do I do with you? What do you want me to do to you?” Before I can respond to him, my thong is shoved back into my mouth. Well, I guess that conversation is done.

I want to give him everything, all of me, the good, the bad and the damn right fucking ugly.

Orion

I need to consume her, I need to feel her collapse around me, make those sweet, muffled sounds over and over again. Leaning into her ear, I grind my jean barriered cock against her ass, giving us both the friction we desperately crave.

“Oh, Ace, you may want me, but that’s not good enough. I’m going to consume you. I’m going to break you down into tiny pieces and then put all those pieces back together, me being the glue. I’m going to become everything you will ever need, everything you will ever want.”

I feel her body tense beneath me, muffled sighs escaping her cotton filled mouth. Slowly dragging myself down her back, leaving gentle kisses in my wake. Bringing myself to stand, I plant a firm smack across her perfectly plum ass and she makes the most beautiful yelp.

I swiftly drop my clothing to the floor, my cock standing to full attention. For a moment I’m fixated on the bead of precum seeping from my head, her body the exquisite backdrop.

I could get used to this sight.

I grab the end of my belt, pulling her up slightly from the bed by her neck. Her sharp inhale of breath makes my cock twitch, tapping her ass cheek just slightly. The slit between her legs glistening, begging me to fill it. I slowly begin to stroke the head of my cock across her slit, spreading her arousal. I test her, stroking the head of my cock on her back hole, trying to see how desperate she is to be filled. Her legs shuffle in an attempt to close her legs and cut me off, a chuckle rumbles from my chest as she starts mumbling.

Bringing myself back down to her entrance, I ease off the restraint on her neck. I’m going to want to hear every moan she can offer me, as I thrust myself into her, deep and to the hilt. I’m not gentle about it, I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Her body jolts forward from the force of my thrust, cries of pleasure and pain fill the room and I’m in fucking heaven. Her walls are so tight around my thick, throbbing cock, it’s like she is strangling me.

I still for a moment, trying to gather myself. If I go too fast too soon, this won’t last long.

She begins to move her hips slightly, desperately trying to fuck my cock. Leaning back over her, I feel myself going deeper, surprised I can get further into her. Her eyes are filled with unshed tears, cotton peeking from between her full lips. She is a goddamn work of art.

Pinching the fabric between her lips, slowly freeing it from her mouth, her gasps for air mix with delicate moans, as she continues to adjust to me deep inside her. I nip at her ear with my teeth, gently thrusting against her ass. Her moans sound so much more fucking delicious then when they were muffled.

I deepen my voice, hitting a lower note to the point there’s a slight growl as I speak to her. “I want to hear you beg, Reagan. I want to hear how much your body and mind need the pleasure only I can give you.” I pull my hips back only to slam them back into her, her scream echoing through her body, the vibration rippling through my cock.

I pull back again, waiting for her to respond. “I don’t know what you want me to say” her voice is innocent, as the nerves and pleasure consume her. Again, I slam back into her, the room filling with the sound of her screams and skin slapping skin.

“Tell me, Reagan!”

I slam into her again.

“That you’re mine!”

Slam

“That no other man will ever touch you this way!”

Slam

“Your body, mind and soul belong to me, in this lifetime and the next.”

Slam

She is an endless mess of cries and glorious moans, her body shaking as it sits on the edge of falling into the abyss of pleasure below her.

“I’m yours, Orion. All yours. Please, please!” her begging is a symphony, my name is this melodic chorus. “Scream for me, Reagan, shatter around me and let me collect the pieces of you for myself.” I thrust in and out of her in rhythm to her body, our orgasms building together.

Darkness begins to blur my vision as every inch of my body shakes with pleasure filled tension. “Cum for me Ace, claim me as yours.” I don’t even finish my sentence when her orgasm ripples through us, I pull once more on the belt, her screams becoming silent moans. My balls tighten, my own body now exploding, as I fall over the edge into my own world of euphoria, my cock burying my load deep inside her.