shuddered and trembled as he sampled her pussy. Her body arched and tensed as an orgasm claimed her. She came and her juices flowed, much to Loki’s pleasure. He licked at her juices; his groans of pleasure at her taste filled the air.
“I need more. I feel like I’m burning from the inside out,” she said breathlessly.
“Tell me to fuck you with my fingers,” Loki commanded, his voice raw with desire.
“Use your fingers to please me,” Vivi pleaded.
“Look at me. Let me see you come,” he ordered. She opened her eyes, and he looked into their smoky chocolate depths.
He swore that his kisses made her lips fuller. Vivienne was his feast and he intended to sample all of her and take his fill. He brought her to her release for a second time and when she cried out his name as she clutched at his arms, Loki felt invincible. He watched her fall over that crest as she pressed her face against his chest as her body trembled. He groaned when she took his shaft in her hands and stroked him. Unable to resist the building ache to be sheathed inside her, Loki covered her body with his and joined their bodies in one deep thrust.
“God, you feel like hot silk wrapped around me,” he said.
“I feel full, almost completed in a way as if we’re two parts of the same whole,” she said with wonder in her voice.
Loki swallowed thickly because he knew exactly how she felt. Together they were perfect, a unity that he couldn’t barely understand but unwilling to give up. They began to move in unison. Loki took it slowly, trying to prolong the pleasure they shared. But, soon, their bodies met in frenzied thrusts and writhing hips. No words needed to be spoken because they both were striving to reach the end of the race at the same time.
“Do you like how I make you feel?” he asked hoarsely, trying to hold on to his control and not take her too roughly.
“Oh, yes, don’t hold back,” Vivi pleaded.
Loki gave himself over to the swirling mist of desire. He picked up his pace and watched her eyes flutter closed as she was swallowed by pleasure. Her hands clutched his shoulders, and her hips undulated beneath him. Loki lifted her legs higher around his waist and Vivi cried out as he pumped harder inside her. He lost himself in the pulsing need that now drove them both. Loki leaned back on his knees and spread her legs so he could watch how his cock sank inside her. His cock was glistening, coated with her juice. With each plunge she seemed to get wetter, her body trembling. Her hands clutched at the bedding beside her. She arched, calling his name, and to Loki there was nothing more beautiful than watching her in the throes of passion.
“Oh, I can’t stop it. Come with me,” she pleaded breathlessly.
He felt her pussy clench around him, and he gritted his teeth as his balls tightened to an almost unbearable ache, calling for release.
“Oh, yes, oh, yes,” he said harshly.
Her cry was a long, sweet wail that pushed him over the edge, and he spilled his seed inside her. His release crawled along each nerve ending of his skin in delicious waves. His body was taut as he gave himself over to what he could only describe as nirvana. He could stay inside her forever, but he pulled away to lie beside her and pull her into his arms.
“Well, damn.” Vivi gave a breathless laugh. “A girl could get used to this.”
“You’d better, because, Vivienne, now that you’re mine, I will not be letting you go.” Loki kissed her temple.
“I can live with that.” She snuggled close and laid her hand on his chest. “I love you, Loki.”
“And I love you, my darling Vivienne,” he replied.
Her breathing became even, and he knew she had fallen asleep. Loki held her close, smiling in the dark about how his life took a completely different path than he would ever have expected. Would he change it, he wondered, and the answer was a definite hell no. If any man could give up a woman like Vivienne, their lives would be poorer
“I need more. I feel like I’m burning from the inside out,” she said breathlessly.
“Tell me to fuck you with my fingers,” Loki commanded, his voice raw with desire.
“Use your fingers to please me,” Vivi pleaded.
“Look at me. Let me see you come,” he ordered. She opened her eyes, and he looked into their smoky chocolate depths.
He swore that his kisses made her lips fuller. Vivienne was his feast and he intended to sample all of her and take his fill. He brought her to her release for a second time and when she cried out his name as she clutched at his arms, Loki felt invincible. He watched her fall over that crest as she pressed her face against his chest as her body trembled. He groaned when she took his shaft in her hands and stroked him. Unable to resist the building ache to be sheathed inside her, Loki covered her body with his and joined their bodies in one deep thrust.
“God, you feel like hot silk wrapped around me,” he said.
“I feel full, almost completed in a way as if we’re two parts of the same whole,” she said with wonder in her voice.
Loki swallowed thickly because he knew exactly how she felt. Together they were perfect, a unity that he couldn’t barely understand but unwilling to give up. They began to move in unison. Loki took it slowly, trying to prolong the pleasure they shared. But, soon, their bodies met in frenzied thrusts and writhing hips. No words needed to be spoken because they both were striving to reach the end of the race at the same time.
“Do you like how I make you feel?” he asked hoarsely, trying to hold on to his control and not take her too roughly.
“Oh, yes, don’t hold back,” Vivi pleaded.
Loki gave himself over to the swirling mist of desire. He picked up his pace and watched her eyes flutter closed as she was swallowed by pleasure. Her hands clutched his shoulders, and her hips undulated beneath him. Loki lifted her legs higher around his waist and Vivi cried out as he pumped harder inside her. He lost himself in the pulsing need that now drove them both. Loki leaned back on his knees and spread her legs so he could watch how his cock sank inside her. His cock was glistening, coated with her juice. With each plunge she seemed to get wetter, her body trembling. Her hands clutched at the bedding beside her. She arched, calling his name, and to Loki there was nothing more beautiful than watching her in the throes of passion.
“Oh, I can’t stop it. Come with me,” she pleaded breathlessly.
He felt her pussy clench around him, and he gritted his teeth as his balls tightened to an almost unbearable ache, calling for release.
“Oh, yes, oh, yes,” he said harshly.
Her cry was a long, sweet wail that pushed him over the edge, and he spilled his seed inside her. His release crawled along each nerve ending of his skin in delicious waves. His body was taut as he gave himself over to what he could only describe as nirvana. He could stay inside her forever, but he pulled away to lie beside her and pull her into his arms.
“Well, damn.” Vivi gave a breathless laugh. “A girl could get used to this.”
“You’d better, because, Vivienne, now that you’re mine, I will not be letting you go.” Loki kissed her temple.
“I can live with that.” She snuggled close and laid her hand on his chest. “I love you, Loki.”
“And I love you, my darling Vivienne,” he replied.
Her breathing became even, and he knew she had fallen asleep. Loki held her close, smiling in the dark about how his life took a completely different path than he would ever have expected. Would he change it, he wondered, and the answer was a definite hell no. If any man could give up a woman like Vivienne, their lives would be poorer
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