Broken

He grinned, leaning his head back and enjoying the foreplay, as I took my thumb and ran it over the tip of his manliness.

Even though he didn’t say anything, I felt his body jerk in reaction and so, I continued to tease him by tugging and stroking him, until I started to feel a need.

At first, it was fun, but eventually, I wanted to be the one, feeling the slow, intricate movements I was creating with my hand.

So, I repositioned myself carefully and after a few strokes, warming my intentions, I inserted him inside me.

I heard Johnathan gasp as I eased down, before pulling up and then returning, in the same slow, tantalizing motion that I had started with.

I closed my eyes, pleased to feel him filling me as every movement pressed deeper inside me.

I groaned as he became slick and my body insisted that I go faster. I swallowed hard and eased myself up, pressing my breasts against him.

Johnathan reacted by grasping each of my breasts and kneading them with just the right amount of force.

I closed my eyes and sat up, focusing on thrusting myself up and down, trying to hold the advancing astonishment of climaxing off as much as I possibly could.

I was enjoying this immensely. Not only did Johnathan make my entire body feel free, the openness of our surrounding, the scent of the earth and the raw feel of it beneath us was invigorating.

It almost felt as though I was becoming one with the earth, as well as with Johnathan.

Laying closer to him, I dragged my fingers across the dirt, trying to stave off the ultimate finally, leaving deep, raked ridges in the ground.

Surprised by my own display of excitement, I was encouraged to continue.

When I reached myself back up and returned to the hasty movement, I felt Johnathan grab one of my breasts, trapping my already hyper-sensitive nipple between his finger and thumb.

Looking at him, he was sure to make eye-contact with me, before he smirked and rolled the bead lightly between his fingers.

I screamed out, trying to pull back, as a surprising sensation coursed through me.

However, between the hold Jonathan had on me and the connection we shared, I was unable to get away.

Pulling me closer to his level, Johnathan took the breast into his mouth and suckled on it, while his tongue flicked and prodded, it, before he started to tease the other.

I yelled out again and started to thrash back and forth. I felt him, vibrating inside of me each time I moved, which caused me to catapult toward ultimate invigoration.

Going back and forth with such fervor eventually caused Johnathan to simply grasp my breasts and play with them as his member started to thrust with excitement as well.

Once the mutual ambrosia entranced us, we were focusing more on our rising pinnacle of success, far more than teasing foreplay.

We moved back and forth with ease, thrashing our bodies around in the dirt, without a care as to what was happening.

At that point, between our intense need, our heightened heartrates, and our heavy breathing, we didn’t focus on anything other than keeping one another satisfied.

Finally, an explosion erupted inside of me at the same time I felt Johnathan insert his love into me.

Climaxing together, we were both completely enraptured in the moment.

This was the most freeing feeling I ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

My only hope now was that it wasn’t all going to come to an abrupt end, once we hit the ranger’s station.

However, as my consciousness disembarked from the trip of pure ambrosia-fueled euphoria, I refused to focus on that.

Instead, I chose to focus on the moment I was living in; the excitement I was privy to and the freedom that I was awarded.

I wasn’t sure if I would ever get the chance to feel this way again, so I was going to enjoy every second of it for as long as it lasted.