head and cupped his face, pulling him towards her. "Kiss me."
His cock bobbed, its head pressing to her soaked cunt as he gave in, kissing her. Confused, he tried to rationalize what was happening and where the sudden change in demeanor had come from. He had no answers. The only things he did have were her willing kisses and seemingly eager body.
Hannah tugged at the back of his neck, pulling him even more on top of her. He smiled, his lips pressed to hers. "Mmm, my light?"
She broke the kiss momentarily and reached between them, taking hold of his prick and guiding it to her heated core.
He shook his head. "Not like this. Not with the taint of what I tried to do to you still on me."
"Shhh," she whispered, pulling on him more.
The lure of her depths was too great. He eased in, her pussy so tight it nearly made him spill his seed. The swollen lips of her cunt held firm to him as he seated himself fully in her. A more divine paradise he'd never known. "Hannah," he said, her name falling softly from his lips.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and touched his cheek before kissing him. He moved in and out of her, kissing her while his balls tightened, threatening to explode. She was perfection, pure and simple. He pumped himself, savoring every moment he was permitted to be within her lush body. He lost himself in it all, unsure how long they were there, holding one another, kissing one another, sharing one another. All he knew was that while he was in her, he felt free of the heavy burden and darkness that seemed forever to shroud him. He felt...alive.
He pumped his cock into her, gathering her moans with his mouth, kissing them away. She bit at his lower lip and he smiled. She did as well, their gazes locking. Feelings he couldn't explain tried to surface. He continued thrusting into her receptive body. Normally, he was a man whose prowess was legendary. He could go for an entire night, controlling when or if he reached orgasm. With Hannah, he fought for every second of control he held. His body wanted to explode and he knew he'd be powerless to stop it. Keane had never suffered from ejaculating so quickly before and clenched his jaw in hopes of keeping his orgasm at bay long enough to see to Hannah's needs.
The moment she began to rock beneath him, countering his moves, he lost control, slamming into her, his body suddenly ablaze and his willpower gone. She cried out, digging her nails into the flesh of his backside as her pussy fluttered around his cock. The nip of pain only added to the overwhelming need to bathe her in his cum. Instead of withdrawing from her body, Keane rammed into her, settling there, deep within her, jetting his seed.
He remained buried in her silken folds and put his forehead to hers. Their kiss was tender and he found his cock hardening again at an alarming rate. Hannah sucked on his lower lip and smiled. "Mmm, I think he wants to play more."
"I believe you are correct," Keane said, propping his upper body up so he could stare down at her.
Her upper body was flushed from their actions. She looked like a thoroughly satisfied woman.
"Are you sore?" he inquired, worried after her wellbeing.
She ran her smooth fingers over his jaw. "A little, but I don't want you to stop."
"Good." He memorized her eyes, getting lost in them as he stared down at her. "You are so incredibly beautiful, my light."
The pink on her cheeks, neck and upper body deepened and he knew she was embarrassed by his remark. She shouldn't be. It was true.
"I have no wish to leave your body," he confessed.
She skimmed her hands over his back and then his hips. "Mmm, then don't. Stay right here and make love to me again, Keane."
Make love to her?
The words left him cold and his cock limp. He moved off her quickly and stalked towards the door. Distance was in order. There could be no more talk of love.
Hannah whimpered, but he refused to look at her as he slammed the door behind him and came face-to-face with his