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little more until he reached his zenith that time.
Gasping at the intense impression his large dick made inside of her, she flexed her walls to get comfortable and accept the bold invasion.
“Are you all right?” He adjusted their position and moved over her, standard missionary.
“It’s marvelous.” She caressed his lips with her thumb. “You’re marvelous.”
His lips tilted in a crooked, side smile. “Why thank you. Now, if you’re finished marveling…can we get down to business?” He wiggled his brows.
Bringing her knees up along his side, she rotated her hips against him. “Oh, yes.”
This time, his groan sounded more like a growl, raw and raspy.
Doing it again, she giggled as he gripped the pillows beside her head and buried his face in the side of her neck, panting.
Then he pulled back and slammed his hard cock into her and ended her laughter and made her cry out in pleasure.
All the jokes and playfulness went away as they both thrust and bucked against each other. They took and gave pleasure, pushing one another to their limits.
As soon as her body was quivering and prepared to release, Drake would change positions or angles, forcing her to start all over again. Each time it took her to a higher level, causing her core to ache with the need to come. He kept her right on the cusp.
She did the same to him, reaching down and fondling or lightly squeezing his balls or brushing her fingers on the sensitive area directly behind his sac.
He’d start to drive harder and deeper inside of her, then she’d stop. Once she brought her knees in between them and keeping him pressed away from her so just the tip of his cock was able to slip in and out of her sex as she tightened around his crown.
“Ahhh…Kiera…damn, damn, damn, damn…” He gripped her knees and tried to angle his shaft inside.
She maintained her position and kept her knees locked together as she pushed against his chest.
Undeterred, he offered her a sly smile as he became naughtier, more adventurous.
Not sure what he was planning, she flexed her walls several times around the tip of his rod.
When he palmed her ass with one hand, then brushed his thumb across the back opening of her sex where it was stretched around him, she gave him an inquiring stare. He was up to something and she was trying to discover what.
Then there was no need for guessing. In one swift move, he went from the edge of her sex and breached her ass. His cream-slick thumb entered the tight ring with minimal hindrance.
Shocked at the erotic invasion, she gasped, parted her thighs wide and arched her back. Her naïve movement accomplished two things: Drake was able to thrust completely inside her pussy, and he slipped his thumb all the way inside.
Her mind and body became a kaleidoscope of pleasure and pain. Not a bad pain, but a burning ache derived from wicked decadence. His nefarious touch was something new to her. Not because her ex-lovers hadn’t questioned her about anal play, they had, but she always found a way to dance around the discussion, deter them. However, Drake was Drake. A bold man who pushed her limits physically, emotionally, and sexually.
“Don’t tighten up, sweet lady, relax.” He moved his dick and thumb in opposite rhythms. When one was pulling out, the other was pressing in.
The double penetration became less of a shock and more of a sensual wonder. Spreading her legs wide, she gripped his hips and worked herself on both stiff members. Her arousal wasn’t the only one building to euphoric delirium. She witnessed the changes in the eyes of the man thrusting above hers; they were drawn tight and darkened with passion. Drake’s teeth were sunk deep into his bottom lip as his groans and growls created a harmony with her whimpers and moans.
Then gratification’s embrace captured them both.
“Dra-a-a-ake!” She screamed, shaking and shuddering against him as stars crashed and sparked behind her
Gasping at the intense impression his large dick made inside of her, she flexed her walls to get comfortable and accept the bold invasion.
“Are you all right?” He adjusted their position and moved over her, standard missionary.
“It’s marvelous.” She caressed his lips with her thumb. “You’re marvelous.”
His lips tilted in a crooked, side smile. “Why thank you. Now, if you’re finished marveling…can we get down to business?” He wiggled his brows.
Bringing her knees up along his side, she rotated her hips against him. “Oh, yes.”
This time, his groan sounded more like a growl, raw and raspy.
Doing it again, she giggled as he gripped the pillows beside her head and buried his face in the side of her neck, panting.
Then he pulled back and slammed his hard cock into her and ended her laughter and made her cry out in pleasure.
All the jokes and playfulness went away as they both thrust and bucked against each other. They took and gave pleasure, pushing one another to their limits.
As soon as her body was quivering and prepared to release, Drake would change positions or angles, forcing her to start all over again. Each time it took her to a higher level, causing her core to ache with the need to come. He kept her right on the cusp.
She did the same to him, reaching down and fondling or lightly squeezing his balls or brushing her fingers on the sensitive area directly behind his sac.
He’d start to drive harder and deeper inside of her, then she’d stop. Once she brought her knees in between them and keeping him pressed away from her so just the tip of his cock was able to slip in and out of her sex as she tightened around his crown.
“Ahhh…Kiera…damn, damn, damn, damn…” He gripped her knees and tried to angle his shaft inside.
She maintained her position and kept her knees locked together as she pushed against his chest.
Undeterred, he offered her a sly smile as he became naughtier, more adventurous.
Not sure what he was planning, she flexed her walls several times around the tip of his rod.
When he palmed her ass with one hand, then brushed his thumb across the back opening of her sex where it was stretched around him, she gave him an inquiring stare. He was up to something and she was trying to discover what.
Then there was no need for guessing. In one swift move, he went from the edge of her sex and breached her ass. His cream-slick thumb entered the tight ring with minimal hindrance.
Shocked at the erotic invasion, she gasped, parted her thighs wide and arched her back. Her naïve movement accomplished two things: Drake was able to thrust completely inside her pussy, and he slipped his thumb all the way inside.
Her mind and body became a kaleidoscope of pleasure and pain. Not a bad pain, but a burning ache derived from wicked decadence. His nefarious touch was something new to her. Not because her ex-lovers hadn’t questioned her about anal play, they had, but she always found a way to dance around the discussion, deter them. However, Drake was Drake. A bold man who pushed her limits physically, emotionally, and sexually.
“Don’t tighten up, sweet lady, relax.” He moved his dick and thumb in opposite rhythms. When one was pulling out, the other was pressing in.
The double penetration became less of a shock and more of a sensual wonder. Spreading her legs wide, she gripped his hips and worked herself on both stiff members. Her arousal wasn’t the only one building to euphoric delirium. She witnessed the changes in the eyes of the man thrusting above hers; they were drawn tight and darkened with passion. Drake’s teeth were sunk deep into his bottom lip as his groans and growls created a harmony with her whimpers and moans.
Then gratification’s embrace captured them both.
“Dra-a-a-ake!” She screamed, shaking and shuddering against him as stars crashed and sparked behind her
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