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“I don’t know if I can or… oh fuck!”
He laughed again before sucking hard on my clit. My legs shaking, I tried not to grind my pussy against his mouth, but, fuck, I was only human. Not even thirty seconds later, thanks to Deacon’s ridiculously talented tongue, I was gripping his head with one hand and grinding against his mouth like a third-rate stripper.
I moaned his name when I came, my hips bucking and my fingers digging into his scalp. The hot pleasure tumbling through my body made it almost impossible to climb off of Deacon, but I managed. I nearly smacked him in the nose with my knee, and he made a low chuckle as he moved out from between my thighs. My cream covered his face, but I didn’t have a lick of embarrassment over it, not even when he had to use the sheets to wipe his face.
I started to sink onto my back, and Deacon gave my butt a soft spank. “Stay on your knees, good girl.”
He moved behind me on the bed, and I automatically widened my legs, bracing myself on my knees and clinging to the headboard as Deacon settled himself behind me. The blunt head of his cock slid down the crease of my ass, and I made a very undignified squeak when it pressed against my back entrance.
He pressed a kiss against the back of my shoulder before nuzzling my throat. “Have you been fucked in the ass before, baby?”
“No,” I said. “Is that something you want to do to me?”
“Yes.”
“Kinky,” I said.
He laughed and palmed my ass. “Would you be into trying it?”
“Maybe,” I said. “With lots of alcohol and lube.”
He chuckled and squeezed one ass cheek. “No to the alcohol, but yes to plenty of lube, and we’ll take it slow.”
“I’m not sure I want to try it tonight,” I said. “I’m sorry.”
He reached around to cup my breasts as he kissed my neck gently. “I wasn’t expecting it to happen tonight. We have plenty of time, so think about it for as long as you need. If you decide you’d like to try it, tell me. If you don’t want to - we won’t. Simple as that.”
God, I loved how sweet he was. His no-pressure approach was exactly what I needed, and I had no sense that he was only saying it to win points. He really meant it.
“Thank you,” I said, my voice husky as I blinked back the sudden tears. Now was not the time for my stupid heart to get all mushy.
“You’re welcome, good girl.”
He reached between us and guided his cock into my pussy. The delicious stretch made me clamp down on the headboard as Deacon gripped my hips in his warm hands. His first few thrusts were heaven, and I moaned happily as he slid in and out.
“That feels so nice,” I panted as I pushed back against each of his thrusts.
“Nice?” he growled, his hands tightening on my hips. “Baby, I can do a lot fucking better than nice.”
He angled my hips lower and worked me back over his cock. It felt good, it felt really good, and I was just about to tell him that when his thick length pressed up against that bundle of nerves inside me.
“Oh God! Oh fuck!”
I barely heard his low grunt of approval over my raging, roaring heartbeat as one hand tightened on my hip and the other slid around to press against my mound. He made another thrust, and I tried to twist away. I couldn’t take that kind of pleasure… it was making me panic a little at how fucking good it felt. He’d hit my g-spot before, but this… I didn’t know what the fuck this was… I’d never felt anything like this before.
I hung off the headboard, a moaning, heaving mess getting thoroughly fucked and oh holy hell - every deep jab of his perfect cock, every time he fucked up into me, it pushed me relentlessly toward a climax that I was certain would blow my goddamn head off.
I wanted to beg him to stop, tell him it was too much, but instead, I babbled, begged, pleaded.
“Oh God, Deacon, more. Please, more… it’s so good. You’re so fucking big. More, yes - just like that. Fuck me. Fuck me, honey. I fucking need it.”
The pleasure coiled in my belly, and when it burst, I couldn’t stop the keening sound that escaped, the whine of pleasure that came deep from in me as I clamped down on that massive, perfect cock.
Deacon’s hoarse shout happened only seconds before hot liquid coated my inner walls. I squeezed and squeezed him again, clinging to the headboard as warmth spread across my thighs, and my pussy until not even the headboard could keep me upright. I tilted to the side, and Deacon went with me, his cock sliding out of me as we both collapsed on our sides on the bed.
I could feel him pressed against my back, feel the rapid beat of his heart as he slung his arm over my waist and buried his face in the crook of my shoulder. I had no idea how much time had passed before he raised his head and said, “You good?”
“I think I passed out for a few seconds,” I said. My voice was shaky and filled with a weird wonderment that I would have been embarrassed about if I hadn’t felt so damn good.
