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When she doesn’t relent, I use my left arm to pin her right leg against the tub, forcing her legs apart as wide as they’ll go. I lean down and flatten my tongue against her sex and circle her around her clit, purposefully not putting any pressure on it.
“Oh my God, Andreas. Please, please, please…” her voice trails off when I circle my two fingers inside her. The rough, raised texture of her G-spot is easy to find. My fingers rub against it firmly, and I vacuum seal my mouth around her clit. I suck gently and dart my tongue out to put pressure against it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she whines as she tries to grind herself against my face. I’m still holding her down, though, so she can’t create the rhythm she wants.
Alana growls in frustration, and I chuckle against her skin. The vibrations make her head fall back, and I pull back to watch her arousal drip out of her and into the tub. I lean back in and assault her relentlessly. The surprise of the attack makes Alana cry out, and I don’t let up. I press into her G-spot more firmly and match the speed of my fingers to the speed of my tongue.
Alana’s words become unintelligible, and her legs shake. Her inner muscles begin to spasm around my fingers, but this only spurs me on to go faster. I let go of her leg and press down on her lower stomach to increase the pressure of my fingers on her G-spot and suck her clit into my mouth even harder. When she finally falls over the edge, she screams my name. I keep going until warm liquid rushes out of her and all over my face and chest.
Alana’s arms fly to my chest, and she tries to push me away from her. Her skin is too sensitive for the continued pleasure, so I slow my fingers and pull my head away from her. I watch as Alana’s chest rises and falls rapidly, her eyes closed and her whole body shaking sporadically.
She groans, then says, “I’ve never come that hard in my life.”
I can’t help but laugh at how gravelly her voice sounds, and I respond, “I’m not even close to being done with you.”
I stand and step out of the tub to grab a towel, then I pick her up and wrap the towel around her shoulders. I lead her out of the bathroom to my bedroom where my four-poster California king bed awaits.
I lead her over to it and gently lay her down and take my time exploring her body. I massage her breasts and watch her pebbled nipples harden under my touch. She’s exquisite. My hand travels down her stomach, and she arches her back and lets out a moan. I slide my fingers against her and stroke her clit.
Alana mewls, and I whisper in her ear, “Do you love when I rub this little clit, Alana? How does it feel?”
My words have the effect I want, and Alana’s hips buck against my hand.
“Yes…” she pants out. “I love it.”
“Good girl,” I purr before lifting myself off of her. I kneel at her feet and take my throbbing cock in my hand. It jerks when I stroke it, and I know it’s going to take a lot of work for me to make this last longer than a few minutes. I don’t remember ever being this worked up before.
I scoot closer to her and rub the head of my dick against her slit until Alana curses under her breath and sweat drips down my body.
“Birth control?” I grunt out, eager to be inside her, but smart enough to be safe.
“IUD,” she groans as I reach up and find her clit with the tip of my finger and stroke it as I slide my head into her tight pussy. I have to stop and breathe because her muscles are contracting and squeezing me, and I don’t want to come too quickly.
“Fuck,” she cries out, “You feel so good. I need more. Please.”
I begin to haltingly slide my cock into her inch by inch, each shift of my hips making her body quake against mine. I feel like I’m going to lose my mind when I’m finally at full depth. She’s fully relaxed and aroused, and her pussy is still spasming and dripping from her orgasm in the tub. I don’t think I’m going to hold out for long before I lose it.
“God, I want to fuck this pussy for hours,” I say, my voice coming out hoarse. “I love the way you feel.”
I begin to thrust into her, every movement of my hips bringing me closer to the release that I need. I want her to come again, so I grab her hand and guide it to her clit. “Make yourself come, Alana. I want to watch you.”
Her fingers find her swollen bundle of nerves, and she pinches it softly. The sight makes me groan and drive into her, bottoming out with every thrust of my hips.
“God, yeah. Just like that.” I shudder as I watch her slide her fingers down to where she’s impaled on my cock. She uses her moisture and drags her fingers back to her swollen, needy clit. Her pace is intense, and I feel her pussy grip me tightly.
“Come for me, Alana. Paint my cock.”
She cries out my name and her back bows, her mouth open in a silent scream. The force of her orgasm almost pushes me out of her, but I shift my hips and drive into her as hard as I can. Her come pours out of her and soaks the bedding underneath us. She’s so tight now, I can’t hold back any longer. I grab her hips and bury myself inside her as I feel my cock throb.
The orgasm is so intense, black spots invade my vision and my thigh muscles quake. I come deep inside of her and then collapse on top of her. We lay there together, catching our breath and letting the aftershock of our orgasms die down.
The bed is wet and sticky from our sex, and I roll and pull her into a dry spot. I move to my side, and Alana shivers as I pull out of her.
“This bed is a mess,” she says as she tucks her head against my neck.
“All your fault,” I mumble against her hair, “you soaked the bed.”
She laughs and says, “Actually, that would be your fault. I have never in my life come that hard. That’s all you.”
