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overwhelmed her. She shuddered and forgot how to speak coherent words as his fingertips lightly touched her, first her lips, then her neck, then her shoulder. Small noises escaped her, and she gave herself over to the sensations of his fingers and lips.
He kissed her arm, her belly. Her temple. Not once did his hands or mouth touch anywhere sexual, and yet the light contact, even in the most innocent of places, brought her to the boiling point. Every touch added to her fire.
She needed to come. Needed that release before she went insane from being denied. She reached between her legs and Stefan grabbed her wrist. “I told you to let me,” he growled. “Don’t touch yourself. I want to do it for you.”
“Then do it!” she pleaded.
He pressed his finger almost painfully hard against her clit. She bucked and cried out. Watching her face intently, he stroked her, slipping his finger down to thrust inside her, then returning to her clit again and again. Anticipation and arousal built in her, and her pussy clenched.
After only seconds, the climax bore down on her. She raised her hips to make him touch her more firmly, and he obliged with a grin. He rubbed small circles around her swollen nub until the pleasure took over completely and she flew apart into tiny, shimmering pieces, shouting his name again and again until she had no words left. Then she just shouted.
She bucked against his hand. Still sensitive from her orgasm, her clit almost hurt at his touch. At the same time, his fingers kept the intense waves of pleasure going, jolting her body. She panted and gasped for breath, clutching his arms to hold herself on the bed because she felt like she would spiral upward and be lost if she didn’t hold onto something. Gripping his arms was as much movement as she could manage just then. She seemed to have no control over the rest of herself. The orgasm had taken control.
Finally, she relaxed against the bed, limp and still shaken from aftershocks. She let go of him and saw finger marks on his arms. “I’m sorry,” she murmured between breaths. “Did I hurt you?”
He glanced at his arms and seemed surprised at the marks. “I didn’t even feel it.” A smug smile quirked the corners of his mouth. “I think I should be pretty damn proud of myself right now for making you come that hard.”
“Fuck.” No other words came to her mind.
“Yeah, we’ll do that.” He stretched out on his side next to her and rested his arm across her chest. “I thought about sliding into you during your orgasm, but you bucked so hard I was afraid you’d knee me.”
She laughed. “If you’d done that, I might have completely combusted. Besides, you’re missing something.” She pointed at his bare cock. “No glove, no love, buster.”
“That too.” He laughed and kissed her cheek, then rolled over to take a condom out of his nightstand drawer. He put it on, and then lay on his back, arms out to his sides. “Rest for a minute, and when you can breathe again, I want you to ride me.”
The mental image of herself on him, lowering herself onto his cock, sped up her recovery immensely. After a few seconds of slowing her breathing and heart rate to nearly normal, she slowly rose onto her knees and straddled him. The tip of his cock brushed against her and she shivered as pleasure rose in her again.
She braced her hands on his chest and grinned down at him. “Now who’s running the show here? I could have killed you for not letting me come, you know.”
“I think that orgasm was worth the wait, don’t you?” He ran his fingers through her hair. “You have me where you want me. What are you going to do?”
“This.” She slid down onto his cock, sighing as he filled her. Her pussy grasped at him, setting off another small aftershock that made her gasp.
He gasped. “Damn, that felt good! Do it again.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose.” She rose slowly, and then lowered herself again.
His cock inside her felt
He kissed her arm, her belly. Her temple. Not once did his hands or mouth touch anywhere sexual, and yet the light contact, even in the most innocent of places, brought her to the boiling point. Every touch added to her fire.
She needed to come. Needed that release before she went insane from being denied. She reached between her legs and Stefan grabbed her wrist. “I told you to let me,” he growled. “Don’t touch yourself. I want to do it for you.”
“Then do it!” she pleaded.
He pressed his finger almost painfully hard against her clit. She bucked and cried out. Watching her face intently, he stroked her, slipping his finger down to thrust inside her, then returning to her clit again and again. Anticipation and arousal built in her, and her pussy clenched.
After only seconds, the climax bore down on her. She raised her hips to make him touch her more firmly, and he obliged with a grin. He rubbed small circles around her swollen nub until the pleasure took over completely and she flew apart into tiny, shimmering pieces, shouting his name again and again until she had no words left. Then she just shouted.
She bucked against his hand. Still sensitive from her orgasm, her clit almost hurt at his touch. At the same time, his fingers kept the intense waves of pleasure going, jolting her body. She panted and gasped for breath, clutching his arms to hold herself on the bed because she felt like she would spiral upward and be lost if she didn’t hold onto something. Gripping his arms was as much movement as she could manage just then. She seemed to have no control over the rest of herself. The orgasm had taken control.
Finally, she relaxed against the bed, limp and still shaken from aftershocks. She let go of him and saw finger marks on his arms. “I’m sorry,” she murmured between breaths. “Did I hurt you?”
He glanced at his arms and seemed surprised at the marks. “I didn’t even feel it.” A smug smile quirked the corners of his mouth. “I think I should be pretty damn proud of myself right now for making you come that hard.”
“Fuck.” No other words came to her mind.
“Yeah, we’ll do that.” He stretched out on his side next to her and rested his arm across her chest. “I thought about sliding into you during your orgasm, but you bucked so hard I was afraid you’d knee me.”
She laughed. “If you’d done that, I might have completely combusted. Besides, you’re missing something.” She pointed at his bare cock. “No glove, no love, buster.”
“That too.” He laughed and kissed her cheek, then rolled over to take a condom out of his nightstand drawer. He put it on, and then lay on his back, arms out to his sides. “Rest for a minute, and when you can breathe again, I want you to ride me.”
The mental image of herself on him, lowering herself onto his cock, sped up her recovery immensely. After a few seconds of slowing her breathing and heart rate to nearly normal, she slowly rose onto her knees and straddled him. The tip of his cock brushed against her and she shivered as pleasure rose in her again.
She braced her hands on his chest and grinned down at him. “Now who’s running the show here? I could have killed you for not letting me come, you know.”
“I think that orgasm was worth the wait, don’t you?” He ran his fingers through her hair. “You have me where you want me. What are you going to do?”
“This.” She slid down onto his cock, sighing as he filled her. Her pussy grasped at him, setting off another small aftershock that made her gasp.
He gasped. “Damn, that felt good! Do it again.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose.” She rose slowly, and then lowered herself again.
His cock inside her felt
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