Page 69 of This Broken Heart
His long length presses against my thigh. I run my hand along his hip, enjoying the feel of his bare skin.
He nudges my thighs apart with his knee, easing down between my legs. His shaft is hard and heavy against my pelvis. I reach down and circle my fingers around his girth, guiding him to my entrance.
“Tell me if it’s too much.” He murmurs shakily.
I nod, but I just want to take as much of him as I can get.
He already stretched me a little with his fingers, so I’m ready for him.
It’s a tight fit, but he pushes in slowly, taking his time. He pulls back, easing his hips forward, delving deeper each time. He’s murmuring sweet words against my ear, holding me so carefully. And I’m sort of lost to the moment. He’s occupying my body in a way I’ve never experienced. When he pulls back and delves back inside, his shaft mercilessly drags along my inner wall, stoking a building pressure. I won’t last long at this rate. I press my hands into his back, arresting his movement while I try to fend off the impending climax.
He peers down at me. “Am I hurting you?”
“Gonna make me come.” I whisper.
His eyebrows bounce up and then he’s chuckling. “That’s the plan, babe.”
His hips thrust forward, picking up the pace, and I gasp. He pulls my bra down and pinches my nipple. “I’m going to make you come again and again.”
And between the way he’s tugging at my nipple, and the way his hips are thrusting against mine, he sends me sailing right over the edge.
I roll my hips against him, moaning his name while pleasure sparkles through my entire body. Slipping an arm behind my back, he braces my body while he rolls onto his back.
His cock stays buried inside, impaling me, and I lay on his chest, trying to catch my breath.
His fingertips trace lines up and down my spine until I’m languid and sleepy.
And then his hips start rolling beneath mine, stoking the fire before it can go out.
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She’s so damn responsive.
And vocal.
Little gasps and moans rain down on me, and I soak it up like parched earth. My fingers slip between us, pressing against her clit. It doesn’t take much to wring another orgasm from her body. She comes hard, muscles tightening around my shaft.
I’m not sure how I’m holding out when this angel is coming undone around me. But maybe I just need to see what she’ll do next.
She melts on my chest, slipping onto the bed beside me. I run my fingers up and down her arm and she sighs happily. “You’re going to make me pass out.”
I chuckle, kissing the top of her head. She turns, snuggling against my chest. Her hand trails along my chest, my stomach, charting a delicious path across my skin. It feels so good just to be touched.
Her fingers circle around my shaft.
That feels even better. She shimmies down between my legs. When she presses a kiss against my tip, my hips twitch. Curving her fingers around me, she draws her tongue up and down my length until I’m breathing heavily like I just ran a marathon.
Crawling back up alongside me, she settles onto her back, dragging my body over hers.
I push her thighs apart and she wraps her hands around my hips. She’s still so slippery wet, when I drive my hips into hers, my shaft delves deeper than I intended. But fuck if it doesn’t feel good.
I pull back and thrust in again, this time burying my entire length inside her. She wraps her legs around my back, dragging me against her body.
I’ve missed this more than I realized. This kind of connection has every nerve firing, pleasure radiating through my body. My body tenses up, abs, hips. I feel the familiar pressure building and pull out, thrusting against her soft tummy until an orgasm slams into me, ripping through my body. The first wave of pleasure splashes across her skin, catching in the little dip between her collarbones. She looks so pretty, so fucking sexy, with my seed painting across her skin.
I get the feeling she’s a little self-conscious about her body. We’re going to have to work on that. Because I want to look. She’s too gorgeous not to.