to tilt her chin higher, caressing the delicate skin that new angle exposes. Together we consummate this propelling need to conquer. Frantic need is pumping my hips faster, grinding us together until Blakey’s nails bite into my neck. Retaliation thrashes through me with a raspy hiss. I tweak her nipple through the nearly invisible material of her bra. She juts her chest into me and moans for more. Her breasts are more than a handful and barely contained by the thin cotton. My fingers itch to rip the fabric away, but there will be plenty of chances for that after this.
Soon we’re captive to the motions and allowing instinct to reign supreme over all else. I’m kneading the globes of her ass, using my grip until she’s plastered against me. Our bodies are molding into one under the influence of this relentless ecstasy. The addictive drug might as well be pumped directly into our arteries, compelling this obsessive desire. Where I end connects with her beginning. Inhibitions have no place between us. We obliterate boundaries as the passion burns fiery in our veins. The slapping of skin is a lewd drum echoing off our stone enclosure. That salacious track plays on repeat while we delve into these bewitching waters. There’s a decent chance I won’t resurface after drowning in her nirvana. It’s a damn guarantee I’ll never be the same man again.
I’ve always been drawn to Blakely. My instant connection to her has never ceased to amaze me. Mere flashes of her managed to keep my humanity intact when the darkness lured me at every turn. Now the pull is being cranked to maximum potency as her baby blues devour me. Nothing has ever felt more essential than finally answering this call. Her palms drift over me, that soft touch contrasting with the strangulation she’s using on my dick. That intense shock of pleasure is a punch to the gut. I’m a slave to the carnal buzz, already gasping for more.
A jolt of inky fissures crack the flawless fantasy, spreading poison into my daze. Am I too far gone for this girl? Will that answer solve my dilemma? She holds an unrelenting grip on my heart that’s impossible to break. I’m already too invested. Then Blakely rescues me from the murky shadows of my doubt.
“I’ll never get enough of you,” I murmur into the dip of her throat.
She strokes her hands over the bumps of my ribcage. “It’s too much. I need…oh, oh.”
“I got you, sweetheart. Let go.” Lust curls off me in waves stronger than river rapids. I find another gear and plunge further than before.
“There! Yes, yes. More, please.”
Blakely whimpers a string of pleas and tosses her head back. The sight of her lost in the throes of release is captivating. I wouldn’t be able to rip my gaze away even if a bear lumbered into our shallow dwelling. But the hunger roars above all else. I slam into her with abandon and she returns my force with a breathy gasp. We’re insatiable as the final spike comes into view. Reaching that crest spreads a numb balm over my disjointed motions. She hiccups a breath when I tangle my fingers in the snarls of her hair.
I’m frenzied, hounding a high previously believed to be a myth. “Need to come, Lee.”
“Uh-huh. Oh my, yes to that.” She’s nodding too quickly for any sense to be gained. Her bleary gaze ensnares me until she sputters a muffled scream.
The dull points of her teeth latch onto my pec. I’m so fucking hard that my balls ache. The pressure builds until release is a necessity. If I hold off a moment longer, my cock will never forgive me. She’s coaxing the most intense shock of pleasure from my body. I almost vibrate from the voltage surging through my veins. Her inner walls spasm, fluttering around me until I surrender to the pull. The strain in her limbs goes slack as she finds her relief. I follow behind with a final punctuating thrust. A bellow announces my launch into the heady abyss of undulating ecstasy.
A shot of lava coats my inside as I allow the climax to rule over me. The taut pressure eases from my flexing muscles while I skid to a stop. With the last ounce of my energy, I haul her on top of me. Blakely gives a weak protest, but straddles her legs over mine. We’re subdued, at least until the aftershocks