on her lips, another dark, secret layer revealed. “I did. I do, but—”
She leaned down, still stroking his dick while her mouth hovered over his. “But what?”
She licked his top lip, but immediately pulled back when he tried to capture her mouth.
He dug his fingers even harder into the fabric of the sofa, struggling to get enough air. “Don’t play games with me. Not now, querida . I want you too much.”
“Don’t worry. You’re going to get me. After everything you’ve done today, you deserve it. Only it’s going to be my way.” Straightening without kissing him, she slipped just the head of him inside her, watching his face as he gasped, then eased him out again. “I think I like the idea of making you wait though. Of making you suffer the way you’ve made me suffer these last three weeks, wanting you so bad I ached at night.”
“You should have said something. I ached the same way. I still do. Please. Put me inside you again.”
She did, letting him dig a few inches deeper this time before she lifted off of him.
He moaned with frustration, then moaned with pleasure as she once again rubbed her clit with the head of his dick, her movements faster and more jerky as her own need to climax barreled through her.
“Oh God. Oh Noah,” she hitched out.
“Take it. Now, Jenna.” When she just stared at him, he let go of the couch, grabbed her hips, and poised her pussy above the spear of his dick. “Lower yourself onto me.”
“Or what?” she challenged.
He stared at her in disbelief. What had happened to the sexually needy but inhibited woman in need of hands-on therapy to get over the trauma of her past? She was gone. In her place was a woman so caught up in her passion that she was fearless. It made him want to grin, but it also made him want to answer her fearlessness with his own.
He thrust himself up, stuffing several inches of himself inside her before slowly pulling out. Giving her no time to recover, he did it again. Then again, going deeper each time. He watched the expression of bliss on her face, watched the way her breasts bounced, and grinned. “Does that answer your question?” he breathed before slipping out of her entirely. He held her poised above him.
“Now do it.”
Without another word, she did, resting her palms on his chest for leverage and thrusting herself down and down and down so his shaft pushed past the tight, clenching walls of her pussy. By the time she was done, he was buried inside her to the hilt, his balls resting against her ass. She shook in his grip, obviously trying to adjust to the size of him inside her. He gave her a minute before he couldn’t take it anymore.
Hand on her hips, he moved her, forcing her to ride him until she managed to catch the rhythm on her own. “That’s it, sweetness. I’m inside you now. You’re full to bursting with me. I’m going to ease that ache you were talking about until you can’t remember a time I wasn’t lodged inside you.”
She was whimpering steadily, the friction of his cock moving inside her sensitive tissues obviously overwhelming her. But not enough. He didn’t want her whimpers. He wanted to make her scream with pleasure and he devoted himself to that task. Rearing up, he sucked on her nipples as he continued to thrust, hard and deep and tirelessly inside her. Even when she tired and began to slow, he kept up the pace. Eventually, he released her breasts and simply stared up at her, refusing to let her hide from him even when she began to cry.
She began shaking her head. “No. No. It’s too much.”
“You can take me,” he promised. “Now kiss me, Jenna, before it’s too late.”
It was a defining moment, he knew. Something precious hung in the balance. Would she kiss him, giving him that emotional connection he so desperately wanted even as he invaded her body, or would she hide that
She leaned down, still stroking his dick while her mouth hovered over his. “But what?”
She licked his top lip, but immediately pulled back when he tried to capture her mouth.
He dug his fingers even harder into the fabric of the sofa, struggling to get enough air. “Don’t play games with me. Not now, querida . I want you too much.”
“Don’t worry. You’re going to get me. After everything you’ve done today, you deserve it. Only it’s going to be my way.” Straightening without kissing him, she slipped just the head of him inside her, watching his face as he gasped, then eased him out again. “I think I like the idea of making you wait though. Of making you suffer the way you’ve made me suffer these last three weeks, wanting you so bad I ached at night.”
“You should have said something. I ached the same way. I still do. Please. Put me inside you again.”
She did, letting him dig a few inches deeper this time before she lifted off of him.
He moaned with frustration, then moaned with pleasure as she once again rubbed her clit with the head of his dick, her movements faster and more jerky as her own need to climax barreled through her.
“Oh God. Oh Noah,” she hitched out.
“Take it. Now, Jenna.” When she just stared at him, he let go of the couch, grabbed her hips, and poised her pussy above the spear of his dick. “Lower yourself onto me.”
“Or what?” she challenged.
He stared at her in disbelief. What had happened to the sexually needy but inhibited woman in need of hands-on therapy to get over the trauma of her past? She was gone. In her place was a woman so caught up in her passion that she was fearless. It made him want to grin, but it also made him want to answer her fearlessness with his own.
He thrust himself up, stuffing several inches of himself inside her before slowly pulling out. Giving her no time to recover, he did it again. Then again, going deeper each time. He watched the expression of bliss on her face, watched the way her breasts bounced, and grinned. “Does that answer your question?” he breathed before slipping out of her entirely. He held her poised above him.
“Now do it.”
Without another word, she did, resting her palms on his chest for leverage and thrusting herself down and down and down so his shaft pushed past the tight, clenching walls of her pussy. By the time she was done, he was buried inside her to the hilt, his balls resting against her ass. She shook in his grip, obviously trying to adjust to the size of him inside her. He gave her a minute before he couldn’t take it anymore.
Hand on her hips, he moved her, forcing her to ride him until she managed to catch the rhythm on her own. “That’s it, sweetness. I’m inside you now. You’re full to bursting with me. I’m going to ease that ache you were talking about until you can’t remember a time I wasn’t lodged inside you.”
She was whimpering steadily, the friction of his cock moving inside her sensitive tissues obviously overwhelming her. But not enough. He didn’t want her whimpers. He wanted to make her scream with pleasure and he devoted himself to that task. Rearing up, he sucked on her nipples as he continued to thrust, hard and deep and tirelessly inside her. Even when she tired and began to slow, he kept up the pace. Eventually, he released her breasts and simply stared up at her, refusing to let her hide from him even when she began to cry.
She began shaking her head. “No. No. It’s too much.”
“You can take me,” he promised. “Now kiss me, Jenna, before it’s too late.”
It was a defining moment, he knew. Something precious hung in the balance. Would she kiss him, giving him that emotional connection he so desperately wanted even as he invaded her body, or would she hide that
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