sexy sound she felt herself
getting even wetter than she already was, and she wouldn’t have thought that
was possible.
“No more,” he gasped at last. “No
more or I’ll …”
She teased him by making one more
circle around his shaft with her tongue. His cock throbbed again, and she
tasted more pre-cum in her mouth. When his dick throbbed, his abs convulsed,
too, and she loved the way his eight-pack rippled. He craned his head and grit
his teeth, and cords of muscle stood out on his thick neck. She knew he was
struggling hard not to come.
“Not yet,” she said, pulling back.
She blew on his dick, as if to cool it off, and looked up at him, all quivering
muscles and intense eyes. He had been right on the brink.
She leaned back in the sofa,
spreading her legs, and he dropped to his knees before her. His cock rubbed her
opening as he bent over her, and he kissed her on the lips even as the head of
his shaft shoved, just an inch, inside. She moaned into his mouth and threw her
legs around his waist, just barely managing to hook her ankles together on the
other side.
“Is this what you want?” he said,
shoving just a little deeper into her.
She nodded and ran a hand up his
abs, relishing his tight muscles, and paused in the valley between his mighty
pecs. She could feel his heart beating fast and strong beneath her fingers. The
gleam of sweat beaded his brow.
“I want you,” she said. “Now.”
“Will you lay a spell on me if I
don’t?”
She snorted a laugh, not very
lady-like. “I might! Now put that thing inside me right now or so help me—”
He grinned and shoved himself
inside her. She bit the inside of her cheek to prevent crying out. He pushed in
deeper, stretching her, but even though it hurt a little the pleasure was so
intense that hardly mattered. She closed her eyes, delighting in the feel of
him. He was huge, bigger than any man she’d ever had before. She could already
feel her vaginal muscles quivering around him. He pulled back, then rolled his
hips, stroking into her. With every pump, he thrust deeper and deeper. He
filled her completely, or what she thought was completely, and then his cock
throbbed with a titanic pulse, stretching her even more.
“Yes,” she heard herself say.
“Yes.”
She opened her eyes to see him
bending over her. That intense, sexy look was back on his face, and she could
see his eyes shift colors as he kissed her breasts and trailed kisses up her
neck to behind her ear. She moved her hips, taking him deeper, then pulling
back, then deeper again. They matched rhythms, going faster and faster, harder
and harder. The couch rocked beneath her, and she had to adjust her balance to
keep it quiet.
The pressure built and built in her
again, carrying her to maddening heights, and finally she couldn’t take it
anymore. She bit his chest to stifle her cries as she exploded around his
shaft, and her orgasm triggered his own. He groaned and went rigid as his cock
throbbed inside her, again and again, shooting hot jets deep into her. His seed
filled her core. Still entranced in her own aftershocks, she kissed his sweaty
chest and ran her hands through his hair.
Both panting, they collapsed to the
carpeted floor, and she draped an arm across his chest as they recovered. His
seed trickled out of her, and she had to fight a naughty desire to slip a
finger down there and taste it. She supposed she should put something under her
to protect the carpet, but then again Tannenbaum could just magic it away afterward,
right?
“Wow,” Matt said, his back against
the floor and turning his huge head sideways to peer into her eyes. “That was
intense.”
She kissed the side of his chest.
He had wrapped an arm around her, bringing her in close, and despite the
nearness of danger she had never felt so protected.
“That was wild,” she said, then
confessed, “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Me, either.”
She studied him. “Just who are you,
Matt?”
He