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He waited until she recovered, until her breathing normalized, to continue playing with her. He sat upright, and squeezed her tits together, caressing them, feeling them until they grew heavier in his hands. “Natalie,” he called, needing to know if this was really happening.
“Yes, babe. Yes.”
“I want you so much.”
“Me too, honey.”
He licked her breasts, cupping them together so he could suck them one by one. She caressed his hair, shifting on him so they molded into the perfect position. She sat on top of him.
He pressed the small of her back, to ensure he’d be able to ram into her hard and good. She moaned, squeezing his shoulders, scratching his skin. What had he done to deserve her?
When he thrust into her, she arched into him, clasping his shoulder blades. For a beat or two, he didn’t move, caught in the intensity of the moment. He withdrew his cock halfway only to slam it deeper, and she mellowed, holding him tighter.
Beyond aroused, he pressed her ass so he’d ram into her faster, desperate for more. She bucked onto his cock, and he fucked her harder. Sweat slid down his chest. She had gotten more and more used to his size, to his girth, so he didn’t need a whole lot of waiting, he could get to it faster. Yet, he wanted to make it last. Nothing beat the sensation of being inside her pussy, slamming it, as her inner muscles clutched him.
“More. More. I’m so close,” she said, panting.
He placed his hands under her ass, and that did it. She came undone, shaking, calling out his name amidst other glorious sounds he couldn’t make out.
He was about to think of his own pleasure, when she slipped out of him, and said, “I have a surprise of my own tonight. We’re celebrating our engagement. You can come in my ass.”
* * *
“Natalie,you don’t have to do this,” he said.
“I want to,” she said, stretching her hand to open the door of the nightstand where she’d placed the lube she’d bought a couple of days earlier. She’d waited until the right moment to have the nerves to do it. “I want you to claim every part of me.”
Quickly, she grabbed the tube of lube and handed it to him. He kissed her cheek, the tender act causing a shiver to roll down her spine. “That’s the best gift,” he said.
He slid his mouth near hers, and she parted her lips to welcome his kiss, but he withdrew before she kissed him.
She bobbed her head, confused, and he cupped her face and surprised her with a passionate, long, toe-curling kiss that left no doubt as to who was in charge. She caressed his neck, her tongue meshing with his, moans forming in her throat but never really making into a sound.
“I’ll take good care of you,” he said, resting his forehead on hers. “Now and forever.”
Forever.The word pumped her heart, and she stroked the contours of his face, traced his sexy lips with the tip of her fingers. He kissed each one of them, sending ripples of arousal through her.
“Forever starts now,” she said, even though she knew forever had started the day she found him in her kitchen.
He planted pecks on her cheeks, her neck, and she threw her head back, reveling in every bit of his lips on her flesh. Soon, the modest kisses turned into wild rampages, his tongue licking the valley between her breasts. She knew he had to be about ready to explode, dang it.
She fisted his cock, touching the tip, rubbing the pre-cum on its length.
“Turn around,” he drawled.
She placed her hands and knees on the bed, knowing exactly what he had in mind. She heard him squirting the lube from the tube, and sizzled in anticipation. More than ever, she yearned to give him all of her. He nudged her thighs apart, and gently began playing with her hole, massaging the tight channel. His touch always both excited and soothed her, and this was no different.
She relaxed her back, determined to give him full control of the situation. She trusted him not to hurt her intentionally. If she changed her mind, he’d stop, yet, she didn’t want to stop.
“We good?” With his other hand, he palmed her cheeks, and she let out a long breath, leaning into his touch.
She moaned, “Yes.”
He carefully shifted his hand from her cheek to her entrance, his fingers scissoring her folds. She bucked, startled, yet more turned on than a second ago. He took advantage of her distraction, obviously, and began to move his index in and out of her hole.
She clutched the sheets as heat fluttered in her chest and stomach. Her heart slammed in her ribcage, bringing so much pressure up her throat that she let out a low, growly sound unfamiliar to her. Sweat slicked her legs and arms, and she moved slightly, pushing her pussy onto his fingers. Soon, she found herself rolling her hips, swaying with unplanned sensuality—just feeling.
Feeling sexy. Feeling cherished. Feeling powerful.
