the tension building to flash point. He withdrew the instant before she was to combust.
Panting, undulating, she licked her dry lips, her need for Simon intensifying to unbearable. Biting back a plea, she gulped for air.
Please,
she silently begged,
take me.
And he did. He pressed one finger gently into her anus, the sensation catching her off guard. She was so wet, so primed and so loose he slid right in.
“I love how you cling to me, baby.”
Then he did the same with another finger, this time sliding to the core of her.
“Your pussy is just begging for it, Kat,” he said, an edge of amazement in his tone.
She wanted to tell him that only he did this to her. She’d never been so wet, so pliable so willing or so in need with anyone but him.
As his fingers slowly began their cadence, his lips dropped to her swollen nether lips. “You are as succulent and sweet as a ripe peach.” He sucked her clit and surrounding area into his mouth. Low groans of pleasure as he enjoyed the fruits of her flesh fueled her fire to new heights.
“I love tasting you,” he rasped. “So good.” He caught her clitoris between his lips and sucked, increasing the pressure of his fingers, working her into a frantic undulation.
Perspiration flashed across her skin, slickening it. Barely able to breathe, Katy closed her eyes as a monster wave reared deep within her. It quickly built, cresting, and just as it was about to crash, Simon pulled out of her and off of her.
“No!” she screamed. “No, Simon, please,” she begged.
He rolled her over, and lifted her ass so that she was on her knees, arms pulled tight and extended over her head, and her face against the pillow. He swatted her. Katy cried out in sexual bliss. His fingertips had caught her swollen labia, the friction scintillating.
Spreading her knees wider, telling him with her body and not with the words that would earn her another spanking, Katy moaned loudly into the pillow when he dipped a finger into her.
His big body leaned over hers. The hard heat of his cock pressed against her ass.
“Simon!” she screamed into the pillow.
He spanked her hard, his palm cupping her pussy and his fingertips tapping her clit. It sent her careening off the edge. As she came apart, he spanked her pussy, not hard but with just enough friction to keep her orgasm jettisoning higher, and higher, until—she screamed when he finally deeply into her, giving her what she wanted most of all. The insurgence of his thick rod deep inside of her catapulted the already incredible orgasm into the stratosphere. He thundered in and out of her, wildly riding her as her body came completely undone.
imon’s big body tightened behind her, telling her he was close to release. But she wanted to look into his eyes when he came.
“Simon,” she gasped against the pillow. Her body was jellified from the multiple orgasms he’d given her, and she barely had the strength to say his name. He sensed what she needed, rolled her over onto her back and when he sunk into her again she brought her legs up and wrapped them around his hips.
His strong arms reached above her and snapped the lace ties apart. Her arms came down around his neck and shoulders.
Overcome with emotion, she sobbed his name.
Cupping her head in his big hands he slowed his manic pace, and pulled her hair so that she was looking directly into his fierce gaze. Tears stung her eyes as his searched hers in wonder. “Jesus, Kat,” he rasped. “You own me.” He thrust deep. Reverently she accepted all of him, knowing they had both crossed into uncharted territory. It scared the hell out of her. She’d never been in love before. It was wild and euphoric. There was nothing she would not do for Simon.
He came then, in a wild, wonderful, primal expression of emotion that touched her soul.
It took them both a long time to come down from their high. Entwined in Simon’s arms and legs, Katy was restless and contemplative. Simon
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