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.And though he was clearly trying to hold back, he wasn’t quite managing it anymore.Each little thrust turned into something much firmer, until finally she had to say something.“Oh yeah, just like that,” she said, because seriously.Seriously, why was he trying to go slower and softer when it felt so much better to do the opposite? Every time he pounded into her that thick cock seemed to hit some amazing target.And when it did, the pleasure was pretty impossible.Low pulses seemed to thunder through her body, getting stronger and stronger with each hard stroke.It didn’t take long for her to start to lose it too.She was already shivery with arousal and near beside herself.Mouth all filled with filthy words and hands like claws on his shoulders.Once he really went at her it was game over.Those claws became a kind of helpless clinging to him.She had to mush her face into his throat as the pleasure took over her vocal cords.“God, fuck me, please fuck me,” she panted, only it sounded like something else when she did.It had this weird sobbing note of helplessness to it, as though he was driving her to a place she didn’t want to go.She was certain she didn’t want to go to it.Until he took her there.He pressed his face to the side of hers, breath coming out of him in one glorious gasp.Body practically bucking, fingers in her hair…and that was it.Her orgasm burst through her, hard enough to make her do all kinds of crazy things.Somehow her hands were trying to pull out his hair.She could feel her pussy almost sort of clenching around him—which only made everything worse.Now his cock seemed twice its usual size, despite already being as big as the Empire State Building.All she could feel was the thick weight of that hard length, as her body tried to shudder and spasm around it.And somehow, the more that happened the greater the intensity.The higher and brighter the pleasure, all of it building to some impossible crescendo that she just couldn’t take.It made her wonder what she’d been doing all these years, with just a vague little finger stroking over this and that.Everything was so much better like this—in every way conceivable.There was the feel of him inside her, and this all-consuming orgasm.But then she had his arms to contend with, as they held her so tight to his body.And the hand he touched to her face, when they were done.How had she ever done without that hand on her face?More to the point…how was she ever going to do without it?Chapter ElevenShe didn’t mean to wake him.She had just wanted to have a little look at him before any of this melted away again, and somehow that had turned into weird things like touching his ears and tracing the shapes of his tattoos and now he was staring at her from underneath hooded eyelids.She could feel him staring before she glanced up to double check.His gaze was practically burning a hole through her body.Or was that just the embarrassment? It sure seemed like the latter once she saw him and realized what she’d been doing.In the strange silence of three in the morning with him fast asleep, it had kind of seemed as though she was just solidifying him in her mind.She was just making sure he was real and not going anywhere.But now that his eyes were on her, half-amused and half something else that sort of made her shiver, it was a different story altogether.Her hand on him wasn’t something innocent and curious.She wasn’t simply memorizing parts of him.She was practically fondling him.She was fondling him.That seemed really bad.People definitely weren’t supposed to do that.Though if his reaction was anything to go by she was wrong on that score.The second he registered what she was doing his hand went into her hair.And she didn’t think it was there to push her away.It seemed encouraging, in fact.Kind of like he was leading her toward certain things—like the curve of his erect cock not five inches from her parted lips.She didn’t mind obliging.Even if that wasn’t what he wanted, she didn’t mind.They had passed that point completely now—the one where they were unsure what the other person might want and not quite daring enough to do things.She knew they were, and it shifted things.Suddenly she could look at him as she poked out her tongue to lick the tip of his dick.And he could say yes.He could tell her more.He could offer the same thing in return without asking.She felt pretty sure that this was how they wound up tangled together on the bed, licking and sucking at various parts of each other.She took his cock in her mouth and he made these glorious, long swipes over her spread pussy and nothing was weird.Nothing was wrong.Instead it all seemed like a delirious dream of everything sex could possibly be
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