Page 34 of The Heart You Kept

You probably need to teach me…in a three-month full-time training camp in the Swiss Alps.

He licks me again and I nearly bounce off the bed.

“Ahh…. So eager to come.” He smiles darkly, flips me over onto my stomach and pushes the pillow away. I feel the hot oil pour onto my back and over my behind.

He spreads my legs wide and pours oil all over my sex and then massages it in with his fingers. He takes his time, slow and steady.

Oh….

Good lord.

I may not survive the night.

He straddles my body and begins at my shoulders, his magical hands rubbing and massaging me into the mattress. He rocks forward and I can feel his hard cock up against my back.

I clench to try and get some kind of traction between my legs.

His hands massage down my body while I hang in ecstasy, and every now and then as he rocks forward I can feel every vein on his hard, weeping cock.

His fingers move lower and he slides off me and sits to the side, pulls me up onto my knees and begins to massage the oil through my lips and over my ass.

His two fingers slide into my sex and he pushes his thumb deep into my other opening.

My head dips as I try to deal with his onslaught.

“Relax,” he breathes, he pumps his thumb deeper until my eyes begin to roll back. “That’s it, angel…relax.”

For a long time he massages me just like this, oil all over, fingers in my pussy, thumb in my ass.

All the stars in my eyes.

“You want me here.” His thumb gets rougher. “You want me in this tight little ass, angel?”

I nod, unable to speak.

He shuffles around to behind me and with one hand occupied on my sex he puts his other hand on my shoulder and begins to bring my body back onto his with force.

Oh….

His thumb gets almost violent. “You want more?”

“Yes,” I whimper. “Give it to me.”

He keeps going and I begin to grab the sheets between my fingers.

I need more.

I feel oil being poured over my sex and he bends and kisses my ass cheek tenderly. “Just a sting,” he whispers. “Once I start we don’t stop.” He kisses me again. “Okay?”

I nod and close my eyes.

I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance and then I feel more oil being poured over us.

He runs his tip through the lips of my sex and I hear him inhale sharply. “Fuck,” he whispers.

I smile, he’s as lost to this as I am.

He pushes forward and I feel more than a sting. “Argh.”