technically a virgin, but I have finger-fucked myself. Countless times. The last time, you played the starring role.”
I trembled or perhaps it was her … it didn’t matter. We were both overcome, and overwhelmed at the violent explosion of pleasure that had torn through us. Even now, being joined like this—it was pure ecstasy. I knew she could feel it just as much as I could. Without a shadow of a doubt, my body had been crafted for hers. For my length to fit unbelievably perfectly within her depth.
Her legs lifted up and wrapped themselves around my waist. Being lodged inside of her was pure magic, her walls sheathed me like a second skin, squeezing every ounce of pleasure out of my cock.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” I groaned. I knew I might just lose my mind if I didn’t start moving.
“That’s because you’re so damn big,” she retorted, but her voice shook.
Slowly, I pulled out of her, and the friction of my rock-hard length against her walls sent me reeling. Outside her tight welcoming heat, it was unbearable. I plunged back in. This time around, the force of the thrust made the bed jerk.
“God, you’re deep,” she gasped in my ear, “… so, so, so deep.”
I pulled out and rammed back into her. Again, and again, and again, until I felt the side of my face dampen. I didn’t need to look to know it was her tears.
“Mmh… nngh… ahhh, holy hellllll,” she moaned incoherently underneath me.
She sounded like a wounded animal. I understood. It was all I could do to keep my own groans muffled. All my dreams. All those nights when I had fought and suppressed the longing for her body, came in torrents that were too violent for me to process.
But I felt it all, amplified by a thousand times. I felt the silk of her skin, the smell of her arousal, the taste of her on my tongue, the sweat beading across my forehead, neck, and running down my spine. The bulge of veins in my arms from holding my weight off her. My hard cock inside her wet pussy. Never had I felt such bliss in the arms of a woman.
The strong walls inside her milked me over and over until I felt her begin to quicken. I was already hovering on the brink, so I pulled out all the stops and fucked us both over the edge.
When her orgasm came, it triggered mine. I came hard, but in a flash of clarity, I knew to cover her mouth with mine. A scream rippled through her. I swallowed the harsh sound and made it mine as she thrashed wildly beneath me.
As her body quaked, I kept thrusting into her. Until we were both completely spent. I knew at the back of my mind that I was supposed to slide out of her. To pull my pants back on and walk out immediately … before we both ran out of luck. But I couldn’t move. Or perhaps I didn’t want to move.
I remained deeply buried inside her until it registered even she couldn’t let me go.
Her arms and legs were locked around me as she moaned softly into my neck.
I understood how she felt. This was what sex was made to be.
When I rolled away from her, she grabbed me tightly and rolled right on top of me.
I looked into her eyes and her pupils were so enlarged, her emerald eyes were almost black. “Now it’s my turn to be on top,” she whispered, and carefully, keeping me inside her, she sat up on me. Her body glistened with a sheen of sweat. She looked like a proud goddess. She touched her breasts and played with her nipples.
We were both too spent, too raw, too connected, but I felt my cock stir inside her again.
This had never happened before either.
Chapter 30
Sienna
I knew I’d slept way past the early hours when I usually rose. The world beyond bright and alive with activity, but I didn’t want to move. I needed a bit more time to replay the fantasy that came true last night … before I opened my eyes and… it all became ashes.
I had fallen asleep curled up against Angelo, but I knew he was no longer by my side. Nothing had changed. If my sex did not feel so hot and shockingly swollen between my legs that I had to keep them apart I could even believe that it had all been a dream.