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rested against my mound. With my legs open, my ass up as high as I could make it go, he smacked me twice again before he sent a finger between my folds. Pushing it inside me, I felt my inner walls clamp down around him. By this time the noises coming from me were not human either.
He inserted another finger. The stretch sent ripples through my insides, ones I felt in my toes. With a couple more smacks with his now wet fingers, oddly enough, I believed them too gentle for my taste. He inserted his fingers again, three this time, and I could feel my orgasm building, tightening each muscle.
He threw me off him, then. Moving from the bed, before I could question it, I saw him searching his jean pockets.
“I packed protection just in case the entire universe aligned and I got to be with you this way,” he apologized.
“Thank the heavens,” I laughed, laying there in wait for him.
Watching him run the condom over his erection, I nearly came. My pussy pulsed to have all of him inside me. Only a tiny bit of trepidation lingered in a ball at the pit of my stomach at having all of him. I’d never even so much as seen a cock the size of his, outside of a porno at Chloe’s one girl’s night gone wild.
He became more of a gentle lover then. He moved his body over mine with the grace of a majestic animal. Cradling my head in his hands, he looked into my eyes as he positioned the head of his cock at my opening. Little by little, never breaking his gaze, he entered me. The sensation of being stretched so caused my insides to quake.
The golden flecks in his eyes shone brighter than ever as his lids partially closed. Inch by glorious inch, we joined. Once in all the way, that pressure point inside me being massaged to a feverous pitch, his lips met mine. His kisses, soft yet persistent, continued as he moved in and out of me in a lover’s dance. The way we joined felt meant to be, and I ignored my mind’s need to squelch such optimism.
“Come with me, Christina. Please,” he begged before he let out a long moan.
I moved in answer, picked up the pace. My hands gripped his hips, guided his erection to the prime spot inside me. We moved in unison until we went over that precipice together. Contractions bore contractions until I turned to jelly underneath him. As my post-orgasmic sensations continued to ripple through me, the way his weight fell over my body only added to the high I experienced.
We laid there together, still, basking in the glory for several minutes. I closed my eyes to take in every sensation of skin against skin. I wanted to never forget the way he smelled of man, sweat, and sex. Our breathing in sync, I swore I could die happy in this moment.
“That was beyond amazing, finally getting to be with you,” he exclaimed.
“Finally? We only met a few hours ago,” I laughed.
Yet, something in the way he felt safe and familiar nagged at me. Even now, being this intimate with this stranger, I continued to wonder if I had met him before. But, that was ridiculous. I’d not have forgotten such a face, such a body. And, if he had spoken, his deep raspy voice or the wonderful words he’d had to have uttered.
“Finally?” I asked again and then held my breath.
“I don’t know why I said it that way except that I have been imagining this moment since I first laid eyes on you.”
“You are a smooth talker, Lex Roberts. And, I don’t mean that in a bad way.”
“You have anywhere you need to be tomorrow?” He asked, looking down at me like he was ready to go again.
“No. You?”
“No. Good. I want to lay here and hear more about you.”
“There isn’t much to tell,” I stated honestly. “I think I’ve already confessed enough.”
“No, not nearly enough,” he rebutted.
He slid off of me then. On his side, with his hand propping up his head, he used his other hand to sweep over my body. I turned on my side
He inserted another finger. The stretch sent ripples through my insides, ones I felt in my toes. With a couple more smacks with his now wet fingers, oddly enough, I believed them too gentle for my taste. He inserted his fingers again, three this time, and I could feel my orgasm building, tightening each muscle.
He threw me off him, then. Moving from the bed, before I could question it, I saw him searching his jean pockets.
“I packed protection just in case the entire universe aligned and I got to be with you this way,” he apologized.
“Thank the heavens,” I laughed, laying there in wait for him.
Watching him run the condom over his erection, I nearly came. My pussy pulsed to have all of him inside me. Only a tiny bit of trepidation lingered in a ball at the pit of my stomach at having all of him. I’d never even so much as seen a cock the size of his, outside of a porno at Chloe’s one girl’s night gone wild.
He became more of a gentle lover then. He moved his body over mine with the grace of a majestic animal. Cradling my head in his hands, he looked into my eyes as he positioned the head of his cock at my opening. Little by little, never breaking his gaze, he entered me. The sensation of being stretched so caused my insides to quake.
The golden flecks in his eyes shone brighter than ever as his lids partially closed. Inch by glorious inch, we joined. Once in all the way, that pressure point inside me being massaged to a feverous pitch, his lips met mine. His kisses, soft yet persistent, continued as he moved in and out of me in a lover’s dance. The way we joined felt meant to be, and I ignored my mind’s need to squelch such optimism.
“Come with me, Christina. Please,” he begged before he let out a long moan.
I moved in answer, picked up the pace. My hands gripped his hips, guided his erection to the prime spot inside me. We moved in unison until we went over that precipice together. Contractions bore contractions until I turned to jelly underneath him. As my post-orgasmic sensations continued to ripple through me, the way his weight fell over my body only added to the high I experienced.
We laid there together, still, basking in the glory for several minutes. I closed my eyes to take in every sensation of skin against skin. I wanted to never forget the way he smelled of man, sweat, and sex. Our breathing in sync, I swore I could die happy in this moment.
“That was beyond amazing, finally getting to be with you,” he exclaimed.
“Finally? We only met a few hours ago,” I laughed.
Yet, something in the way he felt safe and familiar nagged at me. Even now, being this intimate with this stranger, I continued to wonder if I had met him before. But, that was ridiculous. I’d not have forgotten such a face, such a body. And, if he had spoken, his deep raspy voice or the wonderful words he’d had to have uttered.
“Finally?” I asked again and then held my breath.
“I don’t know why I said it that way except that I have been imagining this moment since I first laid eyes on you.”
“You are a smooth talker, Lex Roberts. And, I don’t mean that in a bad way.”
“You have anywhere you need to be tomorrow?” He asked, looking down at me like he was ready to go again.
“No. You?”
“No. Good. I want to lay here and hear more about you.”
“There isn’t much to tell,” I stated honestly. “I think I’ve already confessed enough.”
“No, not nearly enough,” he rebutted.
He slid off of me then. On his side, with his hand propping up his head, he used his other hand to sweep over my body. I turned on my side
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