It's A Crime

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whispered hoarsely, nudging my head up. “Come with me. I want to see your face when you come...”
    I raised my eyes and looking into his, seeing the hunger within, I lost it for the second time tonight. I screamed his name out, the voice foreign to my ears. He tightened his hold on me and with a few quick pushes of his hips and a low growl, he shuddered. The scorching heat of his semen pulsed into me with each thrust of his thick cock as he came. My cleft clenched around him, milking him.
    T ears welled in my eyes and ran down the sides of my face; the emotion of such intense sex sent me spinning. I buried my head in his shoulder to hide my face. After he was spent, he rested his full weight on me, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. Our bodies cooled gradually. I slowly returned to earth and the realization hit me. That was the most mind-blowing sex I have ever had, ever .
    “You are so beautiful.” His voice raspy, he kissed my breasts, his tongue teasing my already hard nipples.
    “That was amazing,” I paused for a minute. “Ace, you are a sex god.” A wicked smile pulled up the corners of my mouth.
    The tenderness that followed was so unexpected. Cole planted little whisper like kisses on my neck, my breasts, my stomach, lower and lower, until his lips were licking at my cleft.
    I grabbed his hair trying to veer him back up, but he was determined and I was not crazy enough to fight. His tongue slowly tortured my swollen sex. He licked my clit until that familiar intensity built again.
    Hol y Christ, this man is a machine; a gorgeous, sexy, fuck machine, and tonight he’s mine.
    I moaned , the sound visceral. I was astounded I was on the verge of another amazing orgasm. I arched my hips. He grabbed my ass and pulled me up to his mouth. As he dipped his tongue into the center of my sex, I became undone. He then plunged his tongue inside me, flicking the tip against my clit, until there was no stopping the bliss spreading through me. I held his head in position as I came hard, full and complete. I was spent.
    He finally stopped his decadent torture of my body and pulling himself up over me rested his head on my breasts. My fingers entwined in his hair, twirling the silky soft strands.
    “I’ll be ba ck in a minute.”
    He reluctantly lifted his body off mine and walked down the long hallway. I watched the muscles on his back and ass flex as he walked.
    Now that is one fine ass.
    I sat up to get a better look and couldn’t help the satisfied smile that touched my lips.
    “I am admiring the view ,” I called after him, his back a perfectly muscled V.
    “Glad you like it.” He chuckled softly.
    He opened a door and disappeared into what I could only assume was the bedroom. He returned wearing a pure white robe carrying a matching one for me. I sat up, feeling the ache in my muscles. I took the robe wrapping my raw, weakened body in the softest terrycloth I ever felt.
    I’ve never experienced, nor expected, such pleasure during a one-night stand. And never felt such sadness because it was a one-night stand.
    Cole looked at me, trying to read the emotions playing on my face. He sat down next to me and pulled me onto his lap, holding me close he kissed me on the top of my head. I reached out and put my hand under his robe, slowly caressing his broad chest, my fingers rolling through a small neat patch of hair.
    “Hungry?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
    “Uh hum ,” I managed to mumble. My stomach rumbled. I couldn’t remember when I ate last; I think it was this morning.
    He got up and walked through the swinging door at the end of the dining room and returned minutes later with a tray laden with food, steam rising up from the covered dishes.
    “Where the hell…” I asked in amazement as he carried the tray and put it down on the granite coffee table in front of where I sat. The aroma of the food was so tantalizing it was making my mouth water.
    “ It was just brought up from the kitchen.

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