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hope for. Not telling her about Clint and Samuel tonight felt like the best decision of my life.
As I pulled up her dress, a tiny little black thong was exposed. The tiny piece of material made me swallow hard in hot anticipation.
“Tear it off.” It was all she said. The little piece of black lace easily broke away from her body as I ripped it clean off her. She moaned again hearing the ripping material sound. Fuuuuuuck me!
That was it. I couldn’t bear not to be inside her a moment longer. My hands aggressively undid my own pants, freeing myself that was throbbing and ready for her. I grabbed onto her rear, leaning down, and kissed it softly. Then, after a few sensual kisses, I bit down into her skin. I knew the bite would drive her crazy. She loved it soft, but loved it even more when I got primal. She bucked back into me, her moan almost changing into a scream. Oh hell yes! She wanted me. ME. I could feel her need through the sounds she made and how her body reacted. My hands reached around to the front of her, and started playing with her clit, one finger rubbing her hard, and another finger playing with her opening which was extremely drenched and ready.
She pushed back into me again, and this time I pushed her forward, with more force; giving her exactly what she wanted. She yelped, and I charged into her with all the desire I had running through me. I grabbed onto her throat as I entered her, and she pushed her neck out further, giving me more to hold onto. She wanted to feel my rough hands as I thrust into her, hard and deep.
She swung her hands around behind me, holding onto my hips as every hard stroke went further inside her. Norah’s body pushed up against me; craving it, wanting it, feeling it. It didn’t matter how hard I fucked her, she wanted more. My mind was consumed by her ferocious appetite. I was so close to losing it, but I had to make her scream first. I had give her what she needed. She wanted to forget. She wanted to escape. She wanted to feel just the sensation of being fucked hard and coming all over me.
I gripped her hips and then slapped her ass as I pounded behind her over and over again. She yelled loudly, “OH FUCK! YES!”
We didn’t care if the whole art community could hear us right now. It was just us. Norah and me losing ourselves in our desires. Her whole body then began to shake and tremble as she suddenly climaxed, saying my name as she did. It was all I needed. I came so hard and with so much force, my head spun and my knees almost buckled from underneath me. I still had my eyes closed when I felt Norah pull away and come up to wrap her arms around me.
I felt...surreal. I felt so incredibly in love with this girl that my sins didn’t matter. It was our dark perfection. I finally had my soul mate in my arms, in my heart and in my future. Nothing was going to stop us being together. I would never let go of what we had.
Norah dragged her lips past my mouth, along my cheek, and up to my ear. “Josh, you really need to wake up now,” Norah whispered.
“What?” I asked her in confusion. What did she mean by waking up?
She then began stroking my cheek. “Wake up Josh.” She moved her hand down my cheek where she ran her thumb along my lip.
“Huh?” I breathed, not understanding why she was saying this.
“WAKE UP!” and then she slammed her hand against my face.
My eyelids burst open.
My eyes searched all around me. I awoke to the foul smell of my captor’s body odor, the crinkle of the leather car seats, and the vision of the outskirts of the English countryside zipping by.
“So you’re awake now?” My captor’s voice filled the space in the car. “Hmmm, whatever you were dreaming about must have been pretty darn good.”
I was dreaming, but it wasn’t just a dream. It was a memory of the night Norah and I decided to elope. I tried to distance myself from my captor, shifting along the leather seat, and turned so my knees were facing out to the
As I pulled up her dress, a tiny little black thong was exposed. The tiny piece of material made me swallow hard in hot anticipation.
“Tear it off.” It was all she said. The little piece of black lace easily broke away from her body as I ripped it clean off her. She moaned again hearing the ripping material sound. Fuuuuuuck me!
That was it. I couldn’t bear not to be inside her a moment longer. My hands aggressively undid my own pants, freeing myself that was throbbing and ready for her. I grabbed onto her rear, leaning down, and kissed it softly. Then, after a few sensual kisses, I bit down into her skin. I knew the bite would drive her crazy. She loved it soft, but loved it even more when I got primal. She bucked back into me, her moan almost changing into a scream. Oh hell yes! She wanted me. ME. I could feel her need through the sounds she made and how her body reacted. My hands reached around to the front of her, and started playing with her clit, one finger rubbing her hard, and another finger playing with her opening which was extremely drenched and ready.
She pushed back into me again, and this time I pushed her forward, with more force; giving her exactly what she wanted. She yelped, and I charged into her with all the desire I had running through me. I grabbed onto her throat as I entered her, and she pushed her neck out further, giving me more to hold onto. She wanted to feel my rough hands as I thrust into her, hard and deep.
She swung her hands around behind me, holding onto my hips as every hard stroke went further inside her. Norah’s body pushed up against me; craving it, wanting it, feeling it. It didn’t matter how hard I fucked her, she wanted more. My mind was consumed by her ferocious appetite. I was so close to losing it, but I had to make her scream first. I had give her what she needed. She wanted to forget. She wanted to escape. She wanted to feel just the sensation of being fucked hard and coming all over me.
I gripped her hips and then slapped her ass as I pounded behind her over and over again. She yelled loudly, “OH FUCK! YES!”
We didn’t care if the whole art community could hear us right now. It was just us. Norah and me losing ourselves in our desires. Her whole body then began to shake and tremble as she suddenly climaxed, saying my name as she did. It was all I needed. I came so hard and with so much force, my head spun and my knees almost buckled from underneath me. I still had my eyes closed when I felt Norah pull away and come up to wrap her arms around me.
I felt...surreal. I felt so incredibly in love with this girl that my sins didn’t matter. It was our dark perfection. I finally had my soul mate in my arms, in my heart and in my future. Nothing was going to stop us being together. I would never let go of what we had.
Norah dragged her lips past my mouth, along my cheek, and up to my ear. “Josh, you really need to wake up now,” Norah whispered.
“What?” I asked her in confusion. What did she mean by waking up?
She then began stroking my cheek. “Wake up Josh.” She moved her hand down my cheek where she ran her thumb along my lip.
“Huh?” I breathed, not understanding why she was saying this.
“WAKE UP!” and then she slammed her hand against my face.
My eyelids burst open.
My eyes searched all around me. I awoke to the foul smell of my captor’s body odor, the crinkle of the leather car seats, and the vision of the outskirts of the English countryside zipping by.
“So you’re awake now?” My captor’s voice filled the space in the car. “Hmmm, whatever you were dreaming about must have been pretty darn good.”
I was dreaming, but it wasn’t just a dream. It was a memory of the night Norah and I decided to elope. I tried to distance myself from my captor, shifting along the leather seat, and turned so my knees were facing out to the
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