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"You," I answer in the way that I always do, and he smiles in the way that he always does.
"You have me, Nicole," he smirks. I knew he would say that before his lips moved to speak. Having these moments always makes me feel special. Like, we share a connection despite not having much time to get to know each other.
"I want you inside me," I clarify, and I know from the look in his eyes that my boldness has impressed and aroused him.
Taking my innocence turns him on, and watching me transition from a bashful virgin to a horny sexual stimulant, constantly open to pleasing him any and everywhere, in any and every way, must be a total mind fuck. Shocking him has grown to be more difficult, but in time like now when I manage to succeed the pay off his even greater.
Quickly, he pulls me so that I sitting on the counter, and before I can react to the coldness, he slide my ass off the counter, holding me in mid air before lowering me on his length. He’s so turned on his erection is defying gravity, standing straight in the air and I shriek as he fills me up, slowly and smoothly, my eyelids growing heavier by the second as my blood rushes through my veins.
"Oh God," I sigh, the sensation incredible.
"Mmm… you feel so good, baby. I want you slow," he warns me, knowing how deep and wide he feels when he takes his time, lazily pumping me with cock.
"Let me feel you, Thomas," I pull myself up, with my fingers interlocked behind his neck, my body moving in a snake like motion, as I wave my pelvis toward him, swallowing his manhood with my slippery opening.
It amazes me how relaxed I am on top of him, always opening to him as much as possible as he stretches me to my max with his manhood. I always imagined sex to be this tense and even awkward experience. When I imagined myself losing my virginity I thought I would be uncomfortable and uptight, but with Thomas it’s anything but that. Instead, I am at ease with him whenever we are together, regardless of what we are doing, but especially when he is inside of me.
Our bodies are colliding together perfectly, as he lifts and lowers me onto his throbbing erection. I can feel the desire pumping through him, as he grunts with every thrust, my moans overpowering his subtle expression. When Thomas is pumping me, I’m loud and vocal, unlike my normal behavior.
Gone is the bashful girl who barely speaks up for herself. Thomas always knows what I like and dislike while we make love, because I let him know, and even more because he already knows.
"Oh, fuck, baby!" He groans in my ear, and my stomach muscles tense as I bounce up and down, up and down, over and over.
"Yes! Thomas! Yes!" I yell, my waves of sensation growing stronger and more intense from my belly.
His arms are wrapped around me tightly as he hugs me close, my breasts smashed against his defined pectorals. His physique is so sexy, so enticing, it turns me on even further, running my hands around his neck before pressing my lips to his.
Our kiss is slow and sensual, much like our rhythmic sex. Our bodies are moving as one in the middle of his kitchen that looks like it could be shot for a magazine. Something about being in his home is so sexy to me, more about knowing him that having him inside of me. He’s opening up and that actually feels good in a physical realm.
"Don’t stop," I plead, my body racing, but his slow pace ensures I’ll have a satisfying orgasm, even if it is more work to achieve.
"I’ll give you whatever you want, baby," he groans, his lips against my ear as he pumps me full, his hips are surging forward slightly faster.
"Yes! Right there!" I moan as he bends forward slightly. Holding me flush against him, and the angle makes his tip hit my vaginal wall, which feels nothing short of incredible.
"Ungh! Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum again," he growls like he doesn’t want to.
Sometimes he likes to only please me, and I imagine after my elevator performance, he wants this to be one of those times, but we can’t help how attracted we are to each other. Both of us are just insatiable in our lust, but I’d rather it be bother of us than me alone, the solo addict. Being able to make him lose control rocks me to my core, and I know an orgasm is soon to follow as my abs tense and my heart rate quickens.
"Oh, God! Thomas! Baby!" I wrap my arms tightly around his neck so that I’m as close to him as possible, bracing for the inevitable shatter of my control.
"Yeah, baby…" He groans, holding me delicately like I’m his prized possession.
Holding me lower, he increases his base, surging forward fast, and I feel an explosion within me as he taps a g-spot deliciously, my mouth watering as my body rages. God, he knows me so well and works his body to give me everything I need, everything I love.
Everything about the way he holds me just surges emotions through me, his arms wrapped around holding me, and his hands cradling my head. I’ve never felt safer than I do in his arms, even when I’m parallel to the ground, bouncing on his manhood as I lose control of my senses.
"That’s it, baby… Don’t fight it," he whispers in my ear, his voice tight and curt. I know he’s holding his own release back, but I can’t even be bothered to edge him forward.
Seduction is long gone; I’m losing it, unable to remain sexy as my face contorts, my internal collapse inevitable. Taking a deep breath, I relax and submit to Thomas, my body going a bit limp, although I stay wrapped around him. He strokes me long and hard, but it’s sensual and slow, romantic even.
"Oh, baby! Yes! Thomas!" I cry as I tip toe on the line or ecstasy.
"Cum for me, baby," He groans in my ear, his voice soft and strained.
"Yes! Yes!" I cry as he pumps me fast.
"Now! Nicole!" He growls and it is my undoing, as I roll over the edge, my muscles clenching around him, squeezing his shaft as the pleasure pours from inside.
