“Okay.”
He thrust hard. “Don’t tease.”
Her head rolled back and forth on the bed. “I’m not teasing. You can bury yourself deep inside me anytime.”
His eyes squeezed closed and she could see him fighting for control. “Sweetheart, you have no idea what you do to me.”
“I know exactly. You do it to me as well,” she gasped, when she felt his dick grow larger inside her.
His finger reached between her legs, rubbing over the swollen nub. “You’re so tight and wet. I dream about fucking you.”
Her hands clenched her pretty bedspread. What he was doing to her was making it impossible for her to think straight.
“More, please, more,” she groaned, feeling another climax on the horizon.
It felt unattainable, just out of reach as he slowly rubbed her with his dick pulsing deep inside her.
“I’m giving you all of it, every last inch,” he grunted, his teeth clenching as he spoke.
“Ben, please, I’m so close,” she gasped.
“I know. I can feel it. Your pussy is squeezing me so tight I can’t hardly breathe,” he groaned, his face twisted in what looked like pain, but she knew it was pure ecstasy.
The pressure increased as he slowly slid in and out. Her body arched up, sucking him deep inside as the white-hot pleasure tore through her body. Every muscle seized. She could feel her body grasping his dick in a death grip, holding him tightly inside her.
He cried out, pushing her legs off his shoulders, leaving her spread eagle as he fucked her hard and fast, seemingly completely out of control. She heard herself shouting his name as he kept moving inside her, dragging out the orgasm as he took his own. Her body was convulsing, bending and arching around him, pushing him away and pulling him in close with every movement.
“I can’t stop,” he cried out.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she encouraged, still vibrating with sexual energy that sent little spasms of pure delight throughout every inch of her body, making her feel like she had been enjoying a record-long orgasm.
He fell beside her, his arm thrown over her naked body. She couldn’t open her eyes. The light was too bright. The comforter below her felt scratchy. Everything felt raw. They had never had such wild, uninhibited sex before. She wasn’t sure if she was still whole. Her hand drifted over her body as if to check to see if she were still there and in one piece. It felt as if she had evaporated with that last orgasm and was now hovering above, looking down at their naked, spent bodies.
She couldn’t move, though she was very uncomfortable with her legs hanging off the bed. Yet still, she couldn’t budge.
“I’ll do it,” he muttered.
“Huh,” she mumbled, her mouth too tired to form coherent words.
“I’ll move us,” he said, clearly reading her mind.
She felt him move away from her. A few seconds later she was being dragged up to the head of the bed, her head landing on a pillow.
“I’m spent,” she mumbled.
“Me too. Don’t move. Let’s stay right here for a minute,” he said, his voice revealing his own exhaustion.
“Okay,” she said, opening one eye to see it was still daylight.
“Are you cold?” he asked.
“No,” she said, not wanting him to move.
She’d just gotten comfortable, snuggling into his side, sucking the warmth of his body for her own. His steady breathing was the best background noise she had ever heard. She wanted to hear it all the time. Her eyes were still closed. She didn’t think she was tired, but a little power nap sounded too good to pass up. She let herself relax, wiping all thoughts of everything happening in her life from her brain. She focused on Ben’s steady breathing and his warm arm around her. He was all that mattered in that moment. Everything else could wait. This little piece of heaven was hers for the taking.
Chapter Two
Ben