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He showed up around lunchtime. We took our usual spot at the kitchen table, I dealt the cards and we caught up. It was part of our routine, it was comforting. I rested my feet in his lap, he traced lazily on them as he waited for me to finish my shuffle. As if what had happened wasn’t real. Except for the fire he’d left smoldering. That was definitely real. Except for the way he looked at me. Except for the way he traced lines on my feet aimlessly. The tingle I got was new but real too.
It still seemed odd to associate him with the one who’d come to me in the night. He was still staring at me while I dealt.
He scowled, clearly not wanting that answer. He backed up an inch. Served him right, after all the torment he’d given me in the last few days. I was still fighting a losing battle with my conscious.
I sat out of his reach, started searching for my place in the book. He sighed, I pretended not to notice. Burning or not I couldn’t let this happen. He rose and flipped off the light. While my eyes were adjusting he came and lay next to me.
“Tell me why you stopped me. Was it really just because of my Mom? She doesn’t need to know. Nobody needs to know.” As he spoke he bared my stomach, sliding his warm hands across it. His face clear now, very close. He kissed me then, before I could object. All my concerns flew though my head in worried circles. Our kiss deepened, my thoughts stopped. His grip tightened, held me in place. I realized I was kissing him back.
. They slid down and tossed aside, almost torn in his impatience. His lips continued down my aching body. I rose to meet him, eager now. He didn’t raise his head but lifted his eyes watched my reactions. He moved slowly down, parting my legs as he went. He held my thighs down so I couldn‘t resist. He dove in, parting me with his tongue, sliding it into my wet center, tasting me. I shuddered, pleasure drifted in waves over me. Each wave pushed the fire inside me higher and higher. He’d clamped onto my clit and was teasing it like a nipple. I was whimpering softly, steadily, the climax building inside me was tremendous.
My mouth moved slowly downward slowly circling his jaw before moving down his chest. His heavy breathing was the only sound. His body was a shadow beneath me. My hair tickled his sides as I reached his navel. He groaned as I went around his hardness moving along the crease of his inner thigh, flicking my tongue as I went. Teasing him with my intent, making him groan again. He was watching me I knew it. Starting at the base I ran my tongue slowly up the vein he bucked under me a little. Groaning more loudly now. I traced the tip, before taking it in my mouth. I held his hands down with my own. Reminding him not to move as I sucked and traced the tip of him, he tried to push in farther but I wouldn’t let him yet. I wasn’t done tormenting him just yet. I wanted him to feel a glimpse of my madness. To make him as crazy as he had me. So I worked him just like that a minute more. Until I was satisfied he could take no more.
Then I took all of him I could. He was huge, I stretched my tongue out and reached the base past my lips. I sucked as hard as I could, bobbing my head franticly, making him moan over and over. He pried me off slowly the suction breaking with a loud slurp.
Then I was on my back and he was testing me with his fingers. I was still wet, eager for him, excited by his pleasure. He slid his hands under my backside and eased his way in. He stretched me out, remaking me to accommodate him. It was a really tight fit, the pain pushed the pleasure higher. I didn’t care if he hurt me, I just wanted him to fuck me. He was keeping himself in check, I pushed against him hard. He groaned as he was buried in me to the hilt. I wrapped my legs around him, arched my back to give him more access, better control. I was certain he would give as I demanded. Right now I wanted him to pound me for all he was worth, problem was he was being way to gentle. I clenched my pussy tighter, pushed into his slow thrust. Moaned with him. He didn’t need any more encouragement. He immediately picked up the pace. Fucking me harder and harder as my moans assured him I wanted more. I begged him not to stop to do it faster, harder.
He turned me to my side, lifting my leg and resting it on his hip. His arms wrapped around me, pinning our hips together as he teased my clit with his fingers and took me roughly from behind. His breath in my ear sent thrills down my skin.
“That’s right, you like it don’t you? I could fuck you forever, you feel so good. I want to feel you come all over me. I’m gonna see how many times I can make you come tonight. I love the way I feel inside you.” His words were rushed, breathless, yet very sincere. I had no doubt he meant all that he’d said. I rested my head on his shoulder, whimpering softly as he worked my clit and fucked me hard. His expert fingers toyed with me relentlessly. He was pushing me over the edge again. I was going to explode all over him, his fingers relentlessly pushing my cum button. I shuddered, melting into him. He paused deep inside me, nipping my ear, whispering while I came all over him, soaking him down to his balls.
“That’s right, come all over me. Oh my God you feel amazing. I‘ve wanted you for so long. I‘m not even close to done with you yet.” He nipped my ear, my neck, giving me more shivers. He was so carnal it seemed impossible. He held me to him tightly until I rode out the rest of my climax.
I don‘t know how many times he made me come. I lost count after awhile I was limp, spent, covered in sweat, there was only him. I begged him to come. Wanting to feel his lust come to a head. I gave him access to my body the best way I knew. I got down on my knees, stuck my ass in the air and let him have me. He took me hard, driving into me again and again. I buried my face in a pillow and cried out, begged him not to stop. With one last hard push he exploded into me. I could feel him twitch inside me as he pumped his hot come into me. He’d been putting this off for ages. I could tell he was coming really hard, it seemed like forever before he was finally totally spent. Then he collapsed beside me, pulled me close ands drifted off to sleep.
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