Inn Love

“Does it feel good?” he growls. I bite my lip and nod.

“Yes. Oh, God, yes….”

He takes that as an invitation to take things up a notch, moving deeper and faster inside me. I squirm with pleasure, my breasts heaving as I try to catch my breath. He hasn’t stopped this wave of pleasure for a single second, and it’s almost hard to get my bearings. I’m dizzy with lust, and it’s the craziest feeling in the world. It feels so different from anything I’ve ever experienced before. I relax into it, allowing myself to be consumed by how good it feels.

I watch him working away at me. The darkness of his lust clouds his handsome face. The muscles in his strong arms ripple as he moves his fingers in and out of me, and his eyes roam my naked body. His teeth grit as though he can barely handle what he’s seeing in front of him, and it makes me feel so special.

Me, of all people, making a man like him turned on. I never thought I’d see the day.

But I’m definitely not imagining the way he drinks me in like a fine wine. I’m not imagining how his tongue keeps darting over his lips, tasting my remnants there.

I’m not imagining the frenzy he’s in, his fingers moving deep inside me and driving me wild. I might be the one being pleasured, but I think he’s getting as much out of this as I am. I can see his big cock straining against his pants, which only turns me on more. He’s fully clothed, yet his sight still makes me feel more than any other man ever has.

And even now, I feel so safe with him. What we’re doing is laced with danger, the door is still wide open, our cries of pleasure not subtle in the slightest. And yet, I’ve never felt safer.

With him, I don’t have to be scared. With him, I know he’ll protect me. He’d never, ever hurt me. That’s why I allow myself to close my eyes and get lost in the pleasure for a while. This is what I deserve. I’ve waited so long for a man like him. I deserve to enjoy this bliss for a while.

And now, as his fingers move in and out of me, I’m losing my grip on reality. It feels too good to be real. I’m close to hitting the top again, to letting pleasure come over me like a tsunami. I watch Elijah, noting the intensity in his eyes and the hunger in his actions. I’ve never felt so desired, never felt so incredibly needed. That’s thanks to Elijah.

I never want this to end.

And yet, I can’t stop myself. I feel my breath hitching, and I know that my climax is coming. I moan deeply and watch Elijah as I come hard, bucking against his hand. I’m trembling hard, but the pleasure is so immense that I barely notice. Elijah growls as he watches me.

“God, it’s so hot seeing you get off,” he growls.

I sit up, feeling a little dizzy.

“I want to make you feel good, too,” I whisper, but he pushes me back down on the bed.

“Not tonight,” he growls. “Another night. I want this to be all about you, baby. I want to make you come over and over again. That’s what will make me happy. Lie down, gorgeous. I want to kiss every inch of your perfect body.”

After a few minutes of me regaining my senses, Elijah caresses every inch of the front of my body with his hands and his light kisses. Then, he rolls me over and begins from my neck, little nibbles, not too hard but not too soft, which has a tremendous effect on me. His bites send little shock waves to my core. It feels as if my clit is on fire just from the bites.

He trails down the center of my back with just the tip of his tongue until he gets to the valley just above my ass. He spends extra time on the tiny dip between the two cheeks while massaging my ass gently. He asks me to partially raise my backside on my knees because he wants to eat me from behind.

I thought I would pass out! What a feeling with his tongue and fingers working me, alternating his hands to hold onto my ass. I feel as if I am floating. My mind wanders once again between Elijah’s fingers and tongue, working my dripping core as the orgasm builds. It becomes the most sensational feeling yet, and I scream his name out loud, over and over again. My body lurches this way and that, and I’m a totally satisfied woman without an ounce of strength left in my body.

I’m trembling, unable to speak. Is this really happening to me? Have I finally found a man worth a damn? He sinks his body over mine once again and begins to kiss me all over, making my skin tingle. There’s no stopping this now. I can’t say no to his requests when it feels so damn good….