Offside

It was as if she was everywhere around me, and her warmth and scent and everything that she was had wrapped around my body and completely encompassed me. It was as if she was in my head—in my soul, if there was such a thing—and I was in hers. It was the single most incredible sense of elation I had ever felt in my life.

There must have been something strange in my expression because Nicole’s hand ran across my cheek and held my jaw.

“Are you okay?” she asked, breathless.

“More than,” I managed to say. I closed my eyes as she shifted her hips a little and the feelings ran up my body again, making me gasp. My cock was throbbing inside of her, and we weren’t even moving. “God, you feel good.”

The words were totally inadequate, but there weren’t any words to describe it, so maybe it didn’t matter too much. Nicole placed her hands on my shoulders and pulled up a little. I groaned and grasped her hips.

“Stay still a second,” I begged. “Jesus…baby…you feel incredible.”

After a moment, I gathered myself a bit and opened my eyes again. She was still looking down at me with her lip mashed by her teeth. I could see her breasts rising and falling a little as she tried to steady her breaths.

“Okay,” I whispered, “but go slow.”

She moved slowly, pushing up with her legs and pulling me about halfway out before she sank back down again. I dug my fingers into her hips, holding her still for a moment before loosening up so she could do it again. Warm, wet, silky resistance covered me, and the same thought went through my head again.

Safe.

This…this was where I belonged.

With her.

I let out a long groan as she moved up a little farther and came down with a little more force. I took a deep breath and tried to control myself as she found a slow, torturous rhythm.

“So good, Rumple…”

“Thomas…” Her hot breath hit my ear as she leaned over and nuzzled her nose into my hair. “Never felt like this…never…”

“Me too.” It was all I could say. I knew it wasn’t just because there wasn’t a condom between us—it was so much more intense than that. It was because it was us. Just us.

She moaned softly, ending in a bit of a grunt as she brought us completely together again. I brought one of my hands around her back, running over her skin in slow circles as the other one reached for the back of her head. I brought her face to mine, taking her lips and sucking on them as she kept moving on me. I reached my tongue into her mouth, capturing her cries as she moved again.

Up and down, she moved a little faster, and I could feel tension in my thighs even though I couldn’t do anything about it. It seemed almost automatic. I wanted to dig my heels in and thrust into her—meet her movements—but my body was unable to cooperate with the notion. I wanted to buck my hips up against her, and I did—a little. I couldn’t get the leverage I wanted without the use of my legs to assist, which probably would have pissed me off more if I could have thought about it. I couldn’t though—my head was full of her, and there wasn’t any room for self-pity. I had more important things to do.

I wanted her to get off again.

The hand on her back moved around to the front, and I slipped a finger between us, finding her clit and circling it with the tip. I latched onto the side of her neck and then slowly moved up toward her ear.

“Oh!” she cried out, and her hips angled forward a bit as I rubbed.

“You like that?” I whispered huskily into her ear. “You want me to touch you while you ride my cock?”

“Thomas! God…”

“My Rumple likes to hear talk about my cock, don’t you baby?”

“Y…yes!”

“It feels so good…buried in your pussy…so tight and warm…”

“Unngh!” Her hips thrust forward a bit more, and her legs increased the rhythm of my penetrations. I shoved the back of my head into the pillow to get a little more lift with my hips, trying to match her pace as much as I could.

“So good…” I moaned. “Fuck me, Nicole…that’s it! Oh yeah—harder, baby! Fuck me!”

She obliged, practically jumping up and down on me as her tits bounced all over the place and made me want to try to play a game of capture the nipple with my lips. I rubbed my finger harder against her clit, and I could feel the muscles in her legs tighten against my sides.

“Oh yeah—baby! Come on my cock!” I strained my stomach muscles trying to push up harder against her. I felt her clamp down on me as she cried out in one, long moan. That was all it took to send me over the edge. I felt my balls tighten up, and the sensation rippled through me and up into her. My cock spasmed as it filled her deep inside, coating us both with thick semen.