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They moaned together, moved in a dance as ancient as time, and they loved.
Dawn had never felt sensations as she felt them now. As though by confronting the worst that her past had to offer, she could now accept her present with a joy she had never known before. And she did more than accept it now; she demanded it.
She straightened until she rose above him, her body consuming his as his hands held her hips in a viselike grip. Sweat beaded his forehead, his chest. A small rivulet rolled down his abs to where their bodies met, and that just turned her on. It made a purring little growl leave her throat as she shifted her hips, stroking him internally with the flexing of her muscles.
“I love your body.” She ran her hands up his hard pecs, slid them over his shoulders as he watched her from hooded eyes. “Every hard inch, inside and out.” She shifted her hips again and watched his teeth clench.
“You’re being bad,” he groaned. “Driving me crazy is very bad, Dawn.”
“Yes. And one of these days, you’re going to spank me for it.” She smiled down at him. “Promises, promises.”
His eyes narrowed on her. As his muscles bunched as though to move, Dawn moved instead. She lifted, her breath catching as his erection slid against the sensitive flesh, stroked and heated her. She lifted until he barely penetrated her, barely heated her before lowering herself slowly, steadily, and taking all he had to give her once again.
She shook her head, feeling her womb clench and convulse as he stretched her, burned her. The pleasure-pain of each impalement was almost enough to make her orgasm instantly. She was dying from the pleasure; it raced over her, stroked her flesh even where he didn’t touch her, and left her gasping, crying for more.
She felt as though she were burning within the center of a flame of pure sensation, pure emotion. Twisting within spirals of rapture and needing it to last forever.
“Seth. It’s like the sun,” she cried out, feeling the heat gathering and burning inside her. “You’re inside me like the sun.”
“Fuck! Damn. Dawn, sweetheart, you’re the fucking sun.” He was straining beneath her, his muscles tight, vibrating and trembling with the need to hold back.
Dawn was fighting to hold back too. She wanted more pleasure. Hours of it. She wanted to hold it inside her forever and feel this, just this. Oh God, she wanted to feel held like this, loved and pleasured, just like this, for eternity.
“Seth.” She cried his name because she couldn’t find a center other than him.
Her head was spinning with the pleasure. Her vision dark, dazed. She was moving faster, harder, and it was never enough. It wasn’t enough to still that fire, to throw her past the boundaries of her body and into an ecstasy that defied description, defied need, hunger or desire. A fire that poured into her soul.
She twisted; she held on to his hard biceps, thrust and rolled her hips and screamed out her frustration.
With a shattered cry Seth lifted her, flipped her to her back as he rolled behi
nd her, lifted her hips and slammed into her.
The thrust impaled her deep and hard, every thick, iron-hard inch boring into her in one deep lunge that had her back arching and pleasure rocketing through her.
It wasn’t just one thrust. It was another. And another. His hips slammed into her, the sounds those of flesh smacking flesh, his male groans and her cries of building pleasure.
Until it exploded. Until he thrust into her and triggered an orgasm that obliterated her mind, sent fire exploding and rushing along nerve endings, through her bloodstream, into her veins.
Her pores opened and drew ecstasy into them, until she was the burning center of a flame that turned into a rushing conflagration.
She heard Seth cry out behind her, felt her muscles lock on his cock, stroke and milk it until he bucked against her and spilled more heat into her. Hard jets of liquid heat that filled her womb, rushed through her, exploded inside her again and left her mindless. Pleasure. It wasn’t just pleasure rushing through her, it was the center of ecstasy.
Seth collapsed over her.
He was always careful to keep his weight from her, to never take her as she had been forced in those labs, to never make her feel restrained, held down.
But as she drained his seed from his body, she drained the strength from his muscles as well. He fell over her, barely catching enough of his weight to keep from crushing her.
She still held his cock in a grip impossible to break. He jerked, shuddered, bit off a curse and finally let a strangled groan or two leave his throat. Because nothing in his life had ever prepared him for Dawn’s orgasms.
Her pussy tightened around his cock until it wasn’t possible to move. The muscles flexed and stroked and milked the hard shaft until there was no holding back his release. His cum pumped into her, spurt after spurt, stealing the breath from his lungs and leaving him helpless in her grip until her own pleasure eased.
And she did like to hold on to her pleasure. It rippled endlessly through her pussy and stroked endlessly over flesh so sensitive that the added stimulation was ecstasy and agony combined.
When the contractions eased enough to allow him to slide free, he found himself reluctant to. His lips were pressed to her shoulder, his breaths sawing from his lungs.
He just needed to catch his breath, then he could pull free and shift from her.
