Tess, I’ve never had a
pussy so tight it burned my finger before.”
She rolled her hips, tormented by the tip of his cock as it nudged against her vagina.
“That’s okay,” she whimpered. “ You can handle it.”
He surged inside her.
The breath left Tess’s body as it bowed, a strangled scream tearing from her throat
at the forced separation of her sensitive vaginal muscles. The burning pleasure/pain
consumed her, traveling through her as she twisted against the thick cock lodged in her
cunt.
“Sweet mercy, Tess,” Cole cried out as he came over her heavily, his elbows bracing
to take his weight. His hips rolled in a smooth motion between her thighs that sent
sharp darts of ecstasy traveling through her body.
* * * * *
He wasn’t going to last long. Cole knew he didn’t have a prayer of it. The best he
could hope for was that Tess wouldn’t either. He grabbed her hips, his face buried in
the damp curve of her neck as he began a strong steady motion inside her body.
Her cunt was so tight it burned, so slick and sweet he could stay inside her forever
if only he could hold his release back that long. There wasn’t a chance. She twisted
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against him, her hips lifting for him, her legs wrapping around his waist as she took
him deeper, screaming out with the sensations his hard thrusts sent through her.
Cole groaned at her heat. He pushed into her harder, his thrusts gaining in speed,
spearing inside her, sliding through sensitive tissue that gripped him, fought to hold
him. Her body tightened further until finally, her pussy began to quake around him as
she cried out, jerking in his arms, her orgasm slamming into her at the same time he lost
control.
Cole heard his howl of ecstasy, her strangled scream of release as he began spurting
inside her. Heat enveloped him, seared him, filled his body and soul as her hold on him
tightened.
“Tess. God, Tess, baby—” He didn’t think the hard flares of pleasure would ever
end. Prayed they never did. They shot up his spine, through his dick, and dissolved the
hard, lonely core to his heart. This woman was his. And before the week was over, he
would prove it to her.
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CHAPTER TEN
For Tess, the days continued in a haze of pleasure. Cole was alternately gentle and
masterful, seductive and surprising. He pushed her as he warned he would. He tied her
down and tormented her with his skillful tongue and a variety of sexual toys meant to
both tease and torment. Throughout the day she wore the silky gowns he laid out for
her, and roamed the house with him. They talked and laughed, made love and lust in a
variety of rooms and positions. But more importantly, Tess learned about the man.
The privileged, driven man whose incredible intelligence often hid a man of intense
emotions. She would catch glimpses of it during certain conversations or after a session
of intense, almost brutal lovemaking. His expression would be concerned, loving, as
though despite his needs, his desires, he feared hurting her.
He still made her wear the butt plug for several hours daily. Before it was time to
remove it, he would fuck her slow and easy, his cock sliding forcefully inside the ultra
tight passage of her vagina. The sensation was incredible. Tess would scream for him,
beg, plead for mercy as the streaking pain and pleasure assaulted her body. Her
climaxes tore her body apart with the sensations, leaving her heaving against him, her
juices exploding around his cock and triggering his own climax.
Their time was slowly coming to a close, though. On the sixth day, Tess dressed in
yet another gown. The new one was a Grecian design that fell to her feet, with small
golden silken ropes crossing over the front from her abdomen to beneath her breasts.
She was barefoot again, but she knew that Cole would be as well. He wore clothes easy
to remove. She grinned. For the most part, they went naked through the
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