leaning down to kiss her belly and nipples. She burned for him, ached for him, and he drew it out until she was near begging for him. By the time he prodded her rear with the thick head of his cock, whatever anxiety she’d had before had bled away into pure molten lust to have him in every way possible.
It always reminded her of losing her virginity. Overwhelming. Impossible. Incredible. He stretched her to her very limits as she clawed at his arms, cried his name. Just when it was at the edge of unbearable, she lay the vibrator on her clit, her over-sensitized body nearly wrenching off the bed with the sensation.
“Sweet baby,” he groaned, pulling back and causing her to damn near black out with pleasure. “Don’t come yet.”
“Please hurry, I can’t wait long…”
“I know, I know.” Slowly, gently, he began to fuck her. She rolled the vibrator around her clit, teasing it, knowing he watched every move. When she slipped a little too close to her climax, she moved it away. His hands roamed up her arms, covered her breasts, stroked her nipples with his thumbs. “Goddamn, you are fucking exquisite. I love you.”
The point of no return was seconds away. “I love you…Brian…I’m about to…”
“I got you, babe.” He withdrew and took the vibrator from her, tossing it aside. Then he stripped the condom and fell on her, shoving into her with a groan that made her heart skip a beat. And he gave her just what she needed. With the strength he couldn’t use to fuck her ass, he plundered her wetness over and over, like he promised, like she was unbreakable, lifting his head to stare into her eyes when her cries began to reach a crescendo. Their neighbors probably fucking hated them.
“Come with me, baby,” she begged him, needing that oneness with him, not wanting to go through that shattering pleasure alone.
“I’m with you,” he rasped, eyelids falling closed and his rhythm faltering as she felt him jerk inside her and bathe her inner tissues with his come. “Oh, fuck .” If she hadn’t been there already, the sights and sounds of his pleasure alone might have sent her over. Her body milked him, worshiped him, squeezed every last drop from him as he finally gifted her with the climax he’d been denying her. It rolled her under, wave after wave, leaving her spent and trembling and clinging to him helplessly once it receded.
Their breaths rasped in unison. Somewhere she felt a pulse pounding, but couldn’t tell where it originated or if it was his or hers. Both together? She wouldn’t be surprised, they were so in sync in every other way. His weight was heavy on her but she wouldn’t have let him go yet if he dared to move.
She might have passed out for a minute. Before she realized it, he was kissing her. Teasing her lips with just the tip of his tongue, rubbing his mouth sensuously across hers. Slow and sexy and enough to make her body take interest again even though she was damn near exhausted from coming so hard. Gently, he pulled out and rolled to his side, keeping her tight against his chest, her leg still draped over his hip.
There was no safer place in the world than right here.
Just as she thought he might be falling asleep, his eyes opened. There she saw the satiation that only comes from great sex, and it made her smile. Yet again, she was right there with him.
“Love you,” she whispered. No, she really couldn’t tell him enough.
He stroked her hair, smirking a little, and she could only imagine what her updo must look like by now. “Love you too.”
“When do I get to see my drawing?”
“Oh, buttering me up. I see how it is. You’ll see it when it’s done.”
She pouted at him. “You’re usually faster than that.”
“This one needs to be extra special. Gotta give it all my mojo.”
“Oh yeah? Did you draw me bigger boobs?” As he laughed, she gave him a little pinch on the pec. “I’m going to have a set of double-D’s, aren’t I? I hope you wouldn’t