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Her desperate plea only served to make my dick throb and swell, bringing me closer to the edge.

Trying a different tactic, my left hand grazed down her body and I gripped her hips to keep them in place, not allowing her to move the way I knew she wanted to. With self-control I hadn’t even known I had, I slid out of her before entering her again at a slow to moderate pace.

As I buried myself deep inside of her again, the movement shifted my upper body and I buried my face in her neck. The next time, I did the same motion I felt the sting of her teeth as they sank into my shoulder as she let out a muted moan.

Needing a little bit more leverage I lifted up on my elbow, as I drove into her once again, not rushing, taking my time to draw out our coupling.

Her pale skin flushed as I moved in and out of her and her glazed eyes looked up at me with wonder. Her innocence shone through and I tried not to think about how new this all was to her. But the harder I tried not to the more mindful of that fact I was, and the more turned on I got, which was counter-productive toward my goal of making sure that she came before I did.

I figured I would use her limited experience to both our benefit. I needed to slow things down for myself and give her some control of this situation. I wanted her to set the pace. I wanted her to know her body, what felt good for her body. I wanted her to be in charge of when she came.

After several more deep, slow thrusts, I pulled out of her completely. Her hands grabbed at my hips trying to pull me back to her. But I used the tension in her arms to my advantage and I rolled on my back, flipping her with me so that she was straddling me. Her hands naturally landed on my chest and she straightened her elbows so that she was sitting upright.

She looked down at me with a little uncertainty in her eyes, but when I gripped her hips and adjusted myself so that I was lined up with her, she closed her eyes and began slowly lowering down. I watched my shaft disappear inside her body, inch by inch until she’d taken me completely. When she’d gone all the way down her chin dropped, and I saw that she was watching where we were intimately joined as she began to roll her hips.

My hands ran up and down her thighs stopping just before her sex. With each pass, my thumbs grazed her outer lips that were stretched wide accommodating my girth stretching her to the max.

Soft, mewling sounds fell from her lips as she continued grinding against me. When her inner walls began to contract around my dick, I knew that her body was getting close to release. The next time I moved my thumbs along her pouty outer lips the pads of my thumbs were coated with her arousal.

I watched pleasure play across her beautiful face as she stared down at me. My eyes taking in the curves of her breasts as they jiggled from the motion of her body. I watched her stomach muscles tense as the beginning signs of orgasm began to take her over.

I’d intended to let Cheyenne be in charge of this experience but seeing her so close and knowing that I could take her up and over the edge overruled my intentions.

“Does that feel good? Riding my cock?” I asked, watching to see if she responded to my bold phrasing.

“Yes,” she gasped as her inner walls clenched tightly around me.

“Do you feel how hard you make me?” My fingers dug into her hips as I tilted up, driving myself farther into her. “You make me so fucking hard. You’re so tight and wet.”

Her nails clawed at my chest as her lips parted and her head fell back in a breathy cry.

She began moving at a faster speed and I slid my thumb over her swollen clit, lightly feathering my touch to tease her most sensitive area. After just a few swipes she gasped.

“Yes!” She cried out in wild abandon. “Yes!”

Her entire body shook and seeing her lose control sent my body to the point of no return. I thrust into her once more as I let myself go. All of my senses were in Technicolor as I soared over the edge of sanity. Nothing else existed in the world except the two of us and this moment as I reached my climax in a jarring, mind-altering release.

When I drifted back down to reality, I felt Cheyenne collapsed on top of me. Her body was completely relaxed. I was still buried deep inside of her, my dick twitching with aftershocks. Her breathing was still choppy as she nuzzled against my neck.

With one hand I ran my fingers through her hair and the other I rubbed up and down her back. I’d never felt so close, so connected, to another person.

It wasn’t just because we were still intimately joined. That wasn’t where the feeling was coming from. What I was feeling wasn’t just about sex. It was as if our souls had intertwined. That was more of a spiritual connection than I’d ever experienced in my life.

I closed my eyes, trying to absorb this moment and commit it to memory.

“Can I stay here tonight?” she whispered her question.

“Yes.” And tomorrow night. And the night after that. And every night for the rest of our lives.

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