She was sopping, dripping wet… and I was probably harder than I’d ever been before. As a result, the room heated up quickly. The smell of our combined sex permeated the air, the walls echoing with the grunts and groans of two desperate people fucking the absolute hell out of each other.
I paid careful attention as her orgasm grew near. She needed it of course, but I really wanted it to be good for her. She was beautiful, even disheveled, even with her dirt-streaked hair plastered over the pillow beneath her. I couldn’t help but slow down for a moment, relishing in the sight of my cock moving slowly in and out of her pussy.
“Do it…” she gasped again, spitting a lock of hair from her mouth. “You have to… you have to…”
“I know.”
I grabbed her wrists and fell backward, pulling her on top of me, never allowing myself to leave her body. Serena’s eyes rolled into her head as she impaled herself on me. Spreading her legs on either side of my body, she began bucking forward and back. She was so sensual. So unbelievably hot and sexy and—
“I’m— I’m gonna come…”
Her hands roamed all over my body as she screwed down against me. They wandered my shoulders, my chest, the flat of my stomach. Eventually they grabbed my wrists, then guided my hands to her breasts. I began rolling the nipples against my palms while squeezing gently.
“That’s it,” she gasped. “Oh fucking yes just like that!”
She came while biting her lip, head tilted back, her mouth screaming up at the sky. Or at least screaming up at the place where the sky would be, if it weren’t for the natural stone ceiling that was already there.
“Broderick!” she yelled at the top of her lungs. “OH BRODERICK FUUUUUCK!”
It happened in a long series of violent contractions; Serena came and came and then came some more. I watched her face as it happened, saw her expression go from desperate frustration to a smiling, delirious euphoria. She kept screwing herself against me, taking whatever it was that she wanted. Everything was for her, quenching her thirst, sating her hunger until finally she thought about me just long enough to look up and see where I was.
“You have to come,” she whispered, totally out of breath. She leaned forward and began kissing me all over my face. “Oh my God you have got to come!”
I definitely wanted to, so much it actually hurt. But I also wanted it on my own terms.
“OH!”
Serena was startled as I lifted her and rolled her over. I wanted to kiss her some more, to taste her mouth with mine. But more than anything, I wanted to look into her eyes. I wanted to see her expression as I took her. As I consummated our union… as I mated her, and made her my own.
I plunged back inside her, thrusting myself so achingly deep I knew it wouldn’t be long. She responded by spreading her legs wide. Her thighs were warm, her mouth wet. Her kisses so sweet they made me dizzy…
“It’s okay…”
Her voice made my heart sing as I drove into her. Harder. Faster. Deeper.
“Shoot it, Broderick…”
Her eyes had knowledge. Wisdom. Her eyes knew.
“Fill me up with it…”
I felt my orgasm surging, welling up inside of me. Threatening to wash over me completely, to take away control.
“Honey please…” Serena whispered, though her eyes gave all the permission I’d ever need. “Come inside me…”
I closed my eyes… and the darkness was shattered by an explosion of silver and white.
She stroked me from ass to shoulders as I emptied myself inside her, her fingernails trailing sexily up and down my back. And I kept coming. Kept on gushing a thick, steady stream of my hot seed, delivering it somewhere dark and warm, deep up in her belly.
“Ohhhhhh…”
It felt incredible, firing away while looking straight into her soul. Watching her eyes go wide as she connected with me on the most intimate of all levels, while draining me of every last drop.
“Ohhh YES…”
Her legs locked around me, holding me until the very last throes of my climax. And all throughout she kissed me deeply. Soulfully. Sealing that last, final link between us. Between the three of us, really. Making us a trio, a tribe.
Making us whole.