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I paused to stroke the knob of her clit, rolling it in hard rhythmic cues, and she screamed. In the next second, she was coming so hard that she once again nearly rolled off the bed. I managed to hold her, but her entire body was clenched at the sweet tension, so it was a bit difficult to keep her in place. She leaked onto my hands, completely overtaken by the intensity of the pleasure, and the mere sight brought me an element of satisfaction that I couldn't put into words.
What amazed me even further though was that she called my name. In this special moment when she couldn't even recall her name, she called out my name, over and over as the orgasms wreaked so violently through her. It was indeed a thing of beauty to see, and so I lost myself watching as she recovered.
Eventually though, she came to and stared at me as though she was still in shock. She rose on top then and threw her arms around my neck. Angling her head, she took my lips in the sweetest, deepest kiss, and I found myself unable to think for several moments afterward.
My knees became weak as she broke away; however, I tried with all of my might to remain as unaffected as possible, even when she began to trace kisses down my torso. My breath caught in my throat as her tongue flipped over my nipples, and then amused, she pulled it into her mouth.
I smiled as well, loving the tease in her gaze and actions. I felt so much like I was being used, and I didn't think I had ever allowed myself to feel vulnerable in this way, especially with a woman. But here I was with her, and it felt as though my entire heart and body were open to her. It was fucking wonderful.
She traced the kisses down my torso, and I loved the feeling and pressure of her mouth on my skin as she tasted every bit that she could reach. And then she was laying down flat again to take my cock in her mouth.
I moved even further up to make things as comfortable as possible for her, and then for the next several minutes, tried to hold on to what I could of my sanity.
The way she sucked me took me to a different plane of existence. One where I could only feel, and it was more than enough to turn me into melted wax. Even the very thought and possibility were unbelievable, but the way she bobbed her head and cradled me with both hands at the root made me understand and accept that there was something special. She blew like I was the best thing she had ever tasted, and just hearing her moans and seeing her enjoyment was more than enough to get me off.
When I reached the verge of an orgasm, my thighs bunched up, and I tried to pull out. However, she held onto me from behind, refusing to let go so, I emptied myself in her mouth.
“Fuck!” I rasped out. My head falling back as the orgasm blacked out my thoughts and mind for the next several moments afterward. When I came to, I was genuinely surprised that I was still standing because that orgasm had been completely unbelievable.
She was leaning back against me, watching me with the most satisfied look on her face. Her hand was around my cock, still stroking even as she licked my cum off her lips.
In that moment, I had so many words to say to her, however, none formed on my tongue. It was for the best anyway because I could sense feelings so strongly, and it was eerily close to me never wanting her out of my sight.
I softened slightly after cumming so hard, but as she continued to stroke me, I got on top of the surface and was soon ready to take her. I wanted, however, to feel her on top of me. To prolong this moment for as long as possible I held her and kissed her.
I would never be able to tell how long that kiss lasted, but the way our movements slowed, as
though we were in the perfect, indescribable sync, floored me. We moved together, writing passionately against each other as we licked into each other’s mouths. I had dreamt slowly of fucking her till something broke. Going so hard that we both lost our minds. However, as her softness fit against the hardness of mine, I knew that this was where I wanted to be, and I never wanted to leave. Inside of her, kissing her as I fucked her, the pacing perfectly synchronized.
It didn't take long before she began to plead, and I loved just how strained her voice was. She could barely string words together, but I knew exactly what she wanted.
Unlike the previous time, I had no clue whatsoever where a condom was, and like the previous time, I didn't really care to get up and find one.
There were ways that precautions could be taken afterward from what I knew, and so nothing was going to stop me as I held my cock and positioned it at her entrance. Positioning my hips, I took my time sliding in, watching her eyes. She tried to open them to stare at me, but they were too heavy-lidded with pleasure. The sensation was exquisite as I slid into her walls, clenching hard around me, and then I was hitting the hilt. She completely collapsed onto the surface of the bed, going limp in my hands, and I kissed her.
I could barely contain my emotions as I fell back against her. I held her more tightly than I had ever held anyone or anything and fucked her until I could feel my body tremble. Her legs wrapped around me, and as she rocked her hips to match the fervency and intensity of mine.
The feelings were more intense than I had ever felt them, and yet they lasted even longer. Perhaps it was all the kissing and our hands moving across each other. Every touch was so affectionate, every moment so unreal that I couldn’t speak.
Once again, I lost complete track of time, but when we both came, my heart crumbled. I wanted this to fucking last forever. The sensations as the orgasms tore through both of us made me feel as though I had just been peeled away piece by piece. This, too, seemed to last forever, and since I had no intention of moving out of her, I just laid down on her, and she held me tightly to her chest.
Once again, a plethora of things I wanted to say came to mind, but it was best not to voice any of them. Plus, I couldn’t exactly think straight. I shut my eyes, and to my complete shock, we fell asleep.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Evelyn
The shrill of my ringing phone from my purse startled us both awake. At first, I tried my best to ignore it as I lived out moments of pure bliss. However, as we recalled where we were, we soon accepted that it was time to retrieve it. It was sure to attract the right attention, and the absolute last thing I wanted to be doing was trying to explain to anyone who came on curiously why Drake Moran was sprawled on top of me and still inside of me.
I didn't want him to leave, though. So badly that even if this was the price, I was sure that I was somewhat ready to pay it. However, as life goes, the good things had to come to an end, and so he moved, ready to leave. I kept my eyes tightly shut as he got off me, scared that he was going to see more than I wanted him to. So instead, I pretended to be too busy trying to catch my breath and recover, hoping that he would say something.
I was so completely exposed that I didn't know what to do; however, he soon brought a blanket or a sheet of some sort, and just like that, I was completely protected. I was so grateful and relieved that my eyes came open.
They met his, and I could finally speak.
The minutes passed, and I became so self-conscious that I didn’t know what to do with myself. We were both now covered, but it was as though we had exposed a part of ourselves to the other that neither of us could clearly explain. What had happened on that bed had not been just fucking whatsoever. We had made love. Heart-melting, soul-connecting love, and neither of us knew what to say to the other.
Eventually, though, and thankfully, he was able to speak with coherence, unlike me.
