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I'm ready to fly apart.
His strong hands hold my hips to the bed, holding me still as he pulls his face from between my thighs. “Mmm, delicious,” he says, looking at me rather smug.
He sits up on his haunches and I admire his toned, athletic body. He obviously takes really good care of himself. He wouldn't be a professional athlete if he didn't. I stare, my open mouth panting to have his on me again, his glorious cock inside me. Shit, at this point I don't care which, I need release. I take advantage of his distraction and run my hands down my sweat slickened body to my aching core. Spreading myself, I run a single finger through my wetness and I don't miss his sharp inhale of breath when I let that single finger breach my walls, and leisurely finger myself.
We don't speak; no words are needed, only the heat in our eyes as our gazes lock. “Oh no you don't baby,” he says, snatching my hands and gripping them in one of his and brings them above my head, holding them there in vise grip. “My pleasure. Remember?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Keeping my hands locked above my head, he lines up his cock with my entrance and I let out a small groan of pleasure when I feel the tip of his erection rub against me. He takes the hand not holding mine to his cock and strokes. I'm enthralled by the sight of his tight bulging muscles in his forearm as he moves his fist along his length.
I lick my lips, really wanting to return the favor and taste him, but my need to be filled is way too great this time. I'm sure there will be a next time and I resolve to pleasure him orally when the time comes. I force my eyes away from the sight of him stroking himself and greedily take in the rest of his body. My God, he is the perfect specimen of man. How did I get so lucky?
He starts to breach me and I gasp, “Condom?”
“Shit, I never forget.”
He jumps from the bed, runs to the bathroom, comes back with a handful and dumps them on the bed.
Lifting an eyebrow in question I ask, “Pretty optimistic are we?”
“Fuck yes. If not right away, I plan on waking you up several times throughout the night. I don't think I'm ever going to get enough of you.” The smug look on his face puts thoughts in my head I'd rather not think about as he rips open the foil packet and rolls the condom down his shaft. “Ready?” he asks, taking his spot between my thighs.
This is it. I can't speak so I just nod my head in answer. Holding my breath as he slides inside of me , I steel myself for the feeling of his thickness stretching me. I've never had a lover with his girth. The feeling is exquisite. I tighten my walls around him as he keeps a steady pace and takes my mouth in a passionate kiss.
My muscles are quaking for release and he breaks the kiss. “Cum for me beautiful.”
“Yes... Finally.” And I do. I cum gloriously all over his cock, covering him in my juices.
He holds my legs up and pumps into me, hard and fast, racing to the finish line. “Fuuuck.....,” he screams my name with his release and we just lie in a silent calm for several minutes before he removes his weight from me. “Come. Shower with me.” He doesn't have to tell me twice. I just wish I would have thought to pack an overnight bag.
Surprisingly, shower is exactly what we do. That's all we do and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed.
Foamy suds run in rivulets down my body as he rubs body wash against my flushed skin. This seems personal, a little too personal. At least if we were being intimate it would more like what this is supposed to be. I can't afford a relationship with this man. No matter how attracted I am to him, I have to walk away. I won't jeopardize either of our careers over our mutual attraction. If he doesn't want to make the decision, I will. I have to.
I wish the haunting thoughts would leave so I could enjoy the rest of our night together.
When he finishes caressing me from head to toe, I return the favor and bask in his
His strong hands hold my hips to the bed, holding me still as he pulls his face from between my thighs. “Mmm, delicious,” he says, looking at me rather smug.
He sits up on his haunches and I admire his toned, athletic body. He obviously takes really good care of himself. He wouldn't be a professional athlete if he didn't. I stare, my open mouth panting to have his on me again, his glorious cock inside me. Shit, at this point I don't care which, I need release. I take advantage of his distraction and run my hands down my sweat slickened body to my aching core. Spreading myself, I run a single finger through my wetness and I don't miss his sharp inhale of breath when I let that single finger breach my walls, and leisurely finger myself.
We don't speak; no words are needed, only the heat in our eyes as our gazes lock. “Oh no you don't baby,” he says, snatching my hands and gripping them in one of his and brings them above my head, holding them there in vise grip. “My pleasure. Remember?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Keeping my hands locked above my head, he lines up his cock with my entrance and I let out a small groan of pleasure when I feel the tip of his erection rub against me. He takes the hand not holding mine to his cock and strokes. I'm enthralled by the sight of his tight bulging muscles in his forearm as he moves his fist along his length.
I lick my lips, really wanting to return the favor and taste him, but my need to be filled is way too great this time. I'm sure there will be a next time and I resolve to pleasure him orally when the time comes. I force my eyes away from the sight of him stroking himself and greedily take in the rest of his body. My God, he is the perfect specimen of man. How did I get so lucky?
He starts to breach me and I gasp, “Condom?”
“Shit, I never forget.”
He jumps from the bed, runs to the bathroom, comes back with a handful and dumps them on the bed.
Lifting an eyebrow in question I ask, “Pretty optimistic are we?”
“Fuck yes. If not right away, I plan on waking you up several times throughout the night. I don't think I'm ever going to get enough of you.” The smug look on his face puts thoughts in my head I'd rather not think about as he rips open the foil packet and rolls the condom down his shaft. “Ready?” he asks, taking his spot between my thighs.
This is it. I can't speak so I just nod my head in answer. Holding my breath as he slides inside of me , I steel myself for the feeling of his thickness stretching me. I've never had a lover with his girth. The feeling is exquisite. I tighten my walls around him as he keeps a steady pace and takes my mouth in a passionate kiss.
My muscles are quaking for release and he breaks the kiss. “Cum for me beautiful.”
“Yes... Finally.” And I do. I cum gloriously all over his cock, covering him in my juices.
He holds my legs up and pumps into me, hard and fast, racing to the finish line. “Fuuuck.....,” he screams my name with his release and we just lie in a silent calm for several minutes before he removes his weight from me. “Come. Shower with me.” He doesn't have to tell me twice. I just wish I would have thought to pack an overnight bag.
Surprisingly, shower is exactly what we do. That's all we do and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed.
Foamy suds run in rivulets down my body as he rubs body wash against my flushed skin. This seems personal, a little too personal. At least if we were being intimate it would more like what this is supposed to be. I can't afford a relationship with this man. No matter how attracted I am to him, I have to walk away. I won't jeopardize either of our careers over our mutual attraction. If he doesn't want to make the decision, I will. I have to.
I wish the haunting thoughts would leave so I could enjoy the rest of our night together.
When he finishes caressing me from head to toe, I return the favor and bask in his
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