bare cock to pour its molten steel into you, striking something beautiful in your forge, a little gift for you and I?”
My lips opened in a pleasurable grimace. He'd released my clit, shallowly orbiting it as he increased his pressure.
I'd been exposed. Rather than feeling mortified, I felt a massive weight lift off me, and the new emptiness could only be occupied by one thing.
I came hard. Vigorous energy slithered up my back, biting in my brain stem like a sudden shock.
My body lurched and I kicked in his hands. Ethan rubbed harder, drawing his face to my breasts to suckle and nip, sending me careening into that abyss I loved so well.
Even in the ropes and his arms, I swore I was floating. The sky above me opened in dense fire, and the only sounds in that hot, silent place were screams of pure pleasure.
Slowly, haltingly, I recovered. His hands weren't pressed in my aching cleft anymore, but gently wrapped around my body.
Ethan had climbed up on the bed, right between my legs, while I was deep in bliss. His pants were off and he was naked.
“I can give you what you want, little Cat. Maybe not tonight, but soon. Let's have a taste of your desire, sticky and sweet. Let's taste it together.”
Before I could answer, he covered me in a fiery kiss. My wet mound arched up and felt his naked erection.
His body shifted over me, covering me, giving no time for second thoughts as he wedged it at my opening. He slid into me without a condom.
The realization almost left me senseless. With only a few jerks and a grand explosion, he had the power to get me pregnant, and there was nothing I could do about it.
I imagined my belly growing with his seed, his essence, conquering me from the inside out.
The raw heat the visions brought my blood swelled everything. My lips, my nipples, my
clit...everything was on fire.
I stretched my legs wide for him, until the black ropes tugged angrily at my feet. Having the rubber skin stripped away made an incalculably awesome difference.
He penetrated deep, letting the swollen head of his bulge tease the opening to my womb. I sucked in his breath as we kissed, wishing I could melt into him, sticky and oozing together at both openings.
The bed springs sang loudly as we rocked together, drunk on our cocktail of love and risk. I didn't think his deep strokes could feel even better than before – but then I hadn't had him or any other man bare before.
Ethan thundered on, grunting as he buried himself in my wet softness, thundering with every thrust and snorting like an animal. He wrapped his hands beneath me, clawing at my ass, pulling me onto his rigid shaft.
Holy shit. He isn't giving me any choice. He's going to shoot off deep inside me, and I'm going to have his baby.
His baby...
The pleasurable thought made me wince. It was all too much.
Our loins smashed together in harder, faster strokes. I swallowed him all the way to his heavy balls, feeling his neat crop of pubic hair grinding against my clit.
The delectable friction went several orders beyond any heat I'd ever known. He rampaged faster, wildly tearing at me from the inside out, setting my deepest nerves ablaze like a vast forest fire.
I came, alarmed at the way my body sucked so violently at his erection. Somehow, it knew exactly what it wanted, and how close it was to taking his seed.
Ethan screamed with me. “You're...you're so fucking tight! What is this?”
His voice hitched and he punched into me one last time. I don't know how he pulled out just in time.
My rolling eyes cracked open and saw him scream, foaming with reluctant pleasure. He gripped his cock in one fist and held it above my mound.
Oh, no. He's leaving me when he was so close. He's still got his reason while I've been reduced to carnal madness...
His seed sprayed out in rushing jets, a torrent of burning cream. The jets hurtled across my stomach, landing on my breasts. And they kept coming and coming, as if they were synced to my own climax's
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