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He paused, and holding my face between his hands, raided my mouth. Somehow his kisses made my flesh yield. His tongue and his cock worked in tandem. Little by little, he dove in.
“Oh,” I rasped when he sank to the hilt.
Stretched out to my limits, I didn’t know if I could hold the whole of him for long. I felt as if I may burst, with pleasure, with need, with pressure that was transient pain and imminent pleasure.
“Your pussy is so amazing,” he whispered between distracting kisses. “I’m all in. Now you just have to get used to me. Give it a minute, if you can.”
Heaving a little, I lay very still with him buried inside me. He rained feathering kisses on my face, over my lips. I could feelthe tension in his struggle, how he vibrated as he suppressed his urge to move, corralled it within his powerful body for my benefit.
He caressed my hair, my face, my breasts, my nipples. His lips were everywhere and so was his hand. He lowered his head and trapped my nipple in his mouth. He licked and sucked until my body yielded and my pussy surrendered to his cock. Having him inside of me began to feel natural. Soon, I felt no discomfort, only my need squeezing around him, and pleasure waiting to be realized.
“Do you feel me?” he rasped.
“Oh, I feel you,” I murmured.
“I’m gonna move now.” He slowly pulled back, a long reversal of his journey.
He took possession of my mouth and sank into me. As his tongue played with mine, he went from gentle, shallow lunges to slow, deeper strokes. I closed my eyes and got lost in the feeling of those delicious thrusts. My instinct was to move with him, to rock and roll my hips.
“Careful, Angel.” He flashed me a strained smile. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
Long ins, long outs. His glutes propelled his cock, making my body dance to his tune. Affie had been right. Dancing with Javier had been the preview to discovering an amazing lover.
“Oh, my God,” I rasped, writhing beneath him.
He paused. “Too much?”
“More,” I heaved. “I want more.”
Balancing on one elbow, he slid his hand between our bodies and rubbed my clit. At the same time, he gave me more friction with his cock, faster and deeper strokes. I ground against him, riding the amazing sensations, chasing each surge of pleasure with the twerk of my hips.
“Yeah,” he rasped. “Do that.”
I curled my hips, and, contracting my inner walls, bore down on his cock.
“Oh, fuck.” He groaned and quickened his pace until the bed shook. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“More.” I lifted my knees, savoring every stroke. “Give me more.”
His thrusts quickened. He withdrew his hand from my clit, but I didn’t mind. His body rubbed me to perfection, brushed a spot inside me that made me see stars in his eyes. He turned my G-spot into reality. He felt divine. Exquisite. Incredible.
My nipples brushed against his chest, sending erotic signals to my filled-to-capacity pussy. My hands settled over his powerful glutes, enjoying the flex of his muscles beneath my palms, the strength that powered his delicious thrusts. My fingers raked his back and combed through his hair before they slid down the sides of his face and melted down his neck.
He was all male and sex, and he was mine, exclusively mine tonight. Chiseled and heavy, his naked body blanketed me. He thrusted as if I was a bottomless well. His controlled plunges became demanding, intense, fierce. I shook beneath him, my flesh jiggling with joy, my breasts bouncing on my chest.
He caught my wrists and pinned them down at either side of my face. I widened my legs and tilted up my hips, allowing him to dive deeper. I was trapped in a snare of my own making and I loved it.
His rhythmic strokes pushed me toward an edge with no guardrails. The wet slap of his balls against me marked the beat of my pleasure in crescendo. This was straight out of my dreams, the ones I’d had before I met him. They were coming true right now.
Rocking against him, I welcomed the urgency that quickened his lunges. His delicious hammering struck at myvortex. A high keening rose from the back of my throat, mixing with the growl that vibrated in his chest and the frantic shoves of his sex gliding in and out of me. My entire existence distilled down to this moment, to a solid seed of pleasure that coalesced deep in my core, pulsing hard in a race to catch up with my heart.
“Javi!” I cried out.
“Angel,” he rasped, his eyes shimmering with amber light.
My body arched, my neck stretched, and Javier dove one last time into me. My pleasure sprouted, a fierce explosion of roots, leaves, flowers and fruit. A ferocious bloom of sensation and emotion barreled over me in a mindwiping orgasm.
All I could do was ride pleasure’s rich harvest and endure the earthquake fracturing my body and shattering my expectations. Javier pinned me to that spot inside myself where only bliss existed. He kept me there. My body recognized the place. It was so much better in real life.
