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Mia’s body surged and tightened. He rubbed hard circles into her clit for a moment before replacing his finger with his mouth. His cock hadn’t softened after Mia finished him, but with each thrust of his finger in her welcoming sex, it regained strength.
There was a new form of pleasure unwinding inside Mia’s sex. She’d experienced it before, but the wave didn’t often come from the hand, or mouth , of a man. She wondered if it would turn Benson on to watch her body be overwhelmed with pleasure, releasing a spray of juices. Gathering strength, she lifted her head, “I’m g-g-”
Benson felt her muscles contort in a way he’d never felt. He glanced down at her sex just in time to see the burst of clear liquid shoot out of her body. It misted on his face, coated his chest, and drenched the bed even more than it already was. His cock sprang to action with a painful ache, and he released her in surprise and complete and utter attraction. He was on top of her within a second, her own ravage juices dripping down on her slick skin.
His words were breathless and full of disbelief, “Did you just squirt , precious?”
“Hidden talent,” Her eyes flickered, amused at his reaction. “Though my vibrators are the only things that have ever made me do it.”
Manly triumph slid onto his face and then a carnal contortion of agonizing lust when she followed up with, “Let me taste myself, Benson.”
His once strong arms shook as he lowered his head to hers. She engaged him in a slow, tantalizing kiss, sucking his bottom lip. He was very painfully aware of how hard he was. He had to have her. He couldn’t wait any longer. With their mouths still together, he cradled her waist and positioned the head of his cock at her inferno. Just one slip and he’d be inside her. He’d finally have what was his.
“You’re not wearing a condom,” Her breath smelled like her sex. It drove him mad.
Benson cast her a look that neither could place before reaching over to open the drawer. Before he yanked it open, she grabbed his arm, missing the comfort of his body over hers.
“You don’t have to,” She wasn’t sure if she heard herself correctly, but the voice was her own. It was clear and soft, vulnerable. “I trust you.”
Benson’s chest ached with her words. His Mia trusted him. She had let him take her apart and devour her soul like it was a priceless meal. She had touched him like he had never been touched before, loosening the tight ball of nerves in his core. He had protected her, dined on her, and now she lay willing for him to use her. But even if she trusted him, he wasn’t sure if he trusted himself.
He opened the drawer and grabbed a foil packet, “I don’t want you to regret this.”
Before she could protest, he put the shield on and thrust into her. They both released a tense strangle of air and desire. Though he had played with her all evening, brought her to quivering orgasm a countless number of times and released a squirt of juices, her pussy was warm and tight over his cock. Mia thought his heat would burn her alive. Benson moved slowly at first, savoring each ridge of her sex. He pressed in, further and further, Mia’s tight breaths and little groans increasing until he was completely buried inside her.
“Benson, please,” She groaned against neck. “I need you to fuck me. Fast and hard. Please.”
“I won’t last long if I do that, precious,” His raspy sex voice seeped to her core. “I’ll lose control.”
“I don’t care!” She exclaimed, head thrashing from side to side. “Lose control. Fuck me.”
He pulled back, his body lifting off of hers as his cock reeled out. His fingers dug into the delicate skin of her thighs as he took a deep breath, looking at the beautiful scene below him. His night had been what wet dreams were made of. Mia, over-sexed and flush, was a fantasy. He had thought her up when he was a teenager and now she lie beneath him eager and desperate for his cock.
There was a new form of pleasure unwinding inside Mia’s sex. She’d experienced it before, but the wave didn’t often come from the hand, or mouth , of a man. She wondered if it would turn Benson on to watch her body be overwhelmed with pleasure, releasing a spray of juices. Gathering strength, she lifted her head, “I’m g-g-”
Benson felt her muscles contort in a way he’d never felt. He glanced down at her sex just in time to see the burst of clear liquid shoot out of her body. It misted on his face, coated his chest, and drenched the bed even more than it already was. His cock sprang to action with a painful ache, and he released her in surprise and complete and utter attraction. He was on top of her within a second, her own ravage juices dripping down on her slick skin.
His words were breathless and full of disbelief, “Did you just squirt , precious?”
“Hidden talent,” Her eyes flickered, amused at his reaction. “Though my vibrators are the only things that have ever made me do it.”
Manly triumph slid onto his face and then a carnal contortion of agonizing lust when she followed up with, “Let me taste myself, Benson.”
His once strong arms shook as he lowered his head to hers. She engaged him in a slow, tantalizing kiss, sucking his bottom lip. He was very painfully aware of how hard he was. He had to have her. He couldn’t wait any longer. With their mouths still together, he cradled her waist and positioned the head of his cock at her inferno. Just one slip and he’d be inside her. He’d finally have what was his.
“You’re not wearing a condom,” Her breath smelled like her sex. It drove him mad.
Benson cast her a look that neither could place before reaching over to open the drawer. Before he yanked it open, she grabbed his arm, missing the comfort of his body over hers.
“You don’t have to,” She wasn’t sure if she heard herself correctly, but the voice was her own. It was clear and soft, vulnerable. “I trust you.”
Benson’s chest ached with her words. His Mia trusted him. She had let him take her apart and devour her soul like it was a priceless meal. She had touched him like he had never been touched before, loosening the tight ball of nerves in his core. He had protected her, dined on her, and now she lay willing for him to use her. But even if she trusted him, he wasn’t sure if he trusted himself.
He opened the drawer and grabbed a foil packet, “I don’t want you to regret this.”
Before she could protest, he put the shield on and thrust into her. They both released a tense strangle of air and desire. Though he had played with her all evening, brought her to quivering orgasm a countless number of times and released a squirt of juices, her pussy was warm and tight over his cock. Mia thought his heat would burn her alive. Benson moved slowly at first, savoring each ridge of her sex. He pressed in, further and further, Mia’s tight breaths and little groans increasing until he was completely buried inside her.
“Benson, please,” She groaned against neck. “I need you to fuck me. Fast and hard. Please.”
“I won’t last long if I do that, precious,” His raspy sex voice seeped to her core. “I’ll lose control.”
“I don’t care!” She exclaimed, head thrashing from side to side. “Lose control. Fuck me.”
He pulled back, his body lifting off of hers as his cock reeled out. His fingers dug into the delicate skin of her thighs as he took a deep breath, looking at the beautiful scene below him. His night had been what wet dreams were made of. Mia, over-sexed and flush, was a fantasy. He had thought her up when he was a teenager and now she lie beneath him eager and desperate for his cock.
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