I was about to ask her if she was sure that this was what she wanted when she lifted her butt off the bed and slammed herself up, breaking through the barrier and shoving me halfway down her channel. I was frozen on the spot as she threw her head back and let out a scream.

“Jesus, fuck,” I panted, my head hanging down, allowing me to see how much of me was buried inside her. It didn’t help the control that I was trying to keep over myself one bit.

My hips were pulsing minutely, trying to take over and ram my cock further into her. Fucking savages!

Taking deep breaths, I almost had it, when she pulled my head down towards hers and kissed me almost furiously.

“Move,” she begged, pulling her pussy back down the way and then moving it upwards, almost jacking the half of my cock that was inside her.

Taking her face between my hands, I looked straight in her eyes as I pulled back and then pushed forwards slowly, going further into her. With each push forward, I watched to make sure she wasn’t in too much pain, knowing full well that she wouldn’t tell me if it had been too much - stubborn little minx!

It just so happened that as I hit the end of her, I hit the end of me too.

“I’m all the way in,” I panted, my body shaking with the need to let go.

“Don’t you think I know that,” she groaned, her pussy squeezing around me in pulses. “I can feel you in my armpit.”

Shaking my head at her exaggeration, I pulled back until just the tip of me was inside her and then pushed forward again. The tight squeeze of her tunnel around me made my head tip backward and a loud shout come out of me just as she let out a small scream too.

I lost the last ounce of my control and sped up my thrusts until I was worried that I was going to hurt her I was pounding that hard.

“I can’t stop,” I rasped, plunging into her harder than ever.

“I’d kill you if you did,” she assured me, digging her nails into my back. I felt the skin give way and felt a moment’s pride over the marks she was leaving on me.

When I knew that I was about to come, all the tingles and feelings of electric shock screaming that it was time regardless of what I wanted my body not to do, I had to resort to begging.

“Please, just fucking come!” when that didn’t work, I tried the only option I had left and ordered her. “If you don’t fucking come right now, I swear I’ll pull out!” I was so full of shit, there was no way in hell, even if someone was holding a gun to my asshole that I’d do that.

Then I remembered one of the tiny bits of trivia I knew about her body– her sweet spot. Shifting so that I was now balanced on my knees, I supported her ass with my left hand and then shifted my right one so that my thumb was on her clit. Moving it to the area that had given the best reaction last time, I pressed and rubbed hard.

Within seconds her body froze, and her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her pussy tightening around my cock almost made me shout in shock because I could have sworn she was cutting off the circulation.

Did it stop me from still trying to thrust into her? Hell no! It wasn’t easy to do, but I kept moving and started to come as she continued to pulse around me.

When I couldn’t come anymore, and the movement on the sensitive tissues of my cock caused my eyes to cross, I fell down on top of her, catching myself with my hands at the last second.

It took us both a couple of minutes to catch our breath, but when we did, I just had to say it.

“Told you I’d fit!” She continued to pant as she lifted her hand and twisted the sensitive skin on the underside of my bicep. “Ow. Why do you always have to go for the arm skin?”

“I think you’ve ruined me for life,” she moaned, shifting slightly and making my still hard cock move inside her. “I won’t even be able to sit on bar stools.”

Chuckling, I leaned in and kissed her as I slowly removed my cock from her, not wanting to cause her any pain. Her groan made me wince though.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I muttered, wrapping my arms around her and keeping her close as I lay down on my side on the bed. “I should have been more careful.”

“It’s okay,” she reassured me as I felt her hand move down the way between our bodies. “It actually wasn’t ba… oh shit!”

Tags: Mary B. Moore Providence Gold Romance
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