Oh yeah!
God I loved this. He was strong and that meant he could drive deep, he could go fast and he could do it hard, all of which I liked a whole lot.
His face was in my neck and I wrapped him tight in my limbs.
“Honey,” I breathed.
His hand went between us, finger back to my golden spot and my body jolted.
“Hawk, baby,” I moaned when what his finger and c**k were doing to my body rocked straight through that body.
“You gonna dodge me again?” he asked in my ear, driving in with his c**k and pressing and rolling with his finger.
“No,” I gasped.
“Promise, Gwen,” he demanded.
“I promise,” I gasped.
His head came up and he looked down at me and when he did, I stared. I’d never seen his face like that in the light. I’d never seen it like that ever.
God… God, but he was beautiful, always but more so with him filling me, pounding into me, touching me, his heavy weight bearing me down, his face dark with hunger, his eyes heated and intense.
God.
It was building again, just looking at him (not to mention all the other stuff).
“You gonna ride this out with me?” he growled.
Oh yeah. Yeah, I was definitely going to ride this out with him.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“You gonna give me sweet?” he went on growling and pounding and pressing and rolling, relentless, amazing.
“Yes,” I whimpered because I could feel it, he was about to give me sweet. Again.
His mouth touched mine. “I feel that,” he whispered. “Fuck, Gwen, beautiful. Always so f**kin’ beautiful. You’re there, Sweet Pea.”
“Yeah baby,” I breathed against his lips, my h*ps surged up, my limbs got tight, my back arched, I came yet again, it was brilliant and awe-inspiring yet again and he kissed me so my moans slid into his mouth
I held on as I came then I came down then he kept surging into me, his lips slid down to my ear where I listened to him grunt as he went faster, harder and I f**king loved holding all that was Hawk, the immense power of him wrapped in my limbs.
His hands spanned my h*ps and he pulled up and thrust deep as his grunts turned to groans then finally he planted himself inside me and stopped.
Unbelievably magnificent.
I held on like I always held on because before, I didn’t want him to go. But before, I eventually loosened my hold because I knew he’d eventually go.
Now it wasn’t the middle of the night. Now he wasn’t a shadowy lover whose name I did not know. Now neither of us had anywhere to go.
So now what did I do?
My limbs loosened and he pulled out. I closed my eyes as he slid off to my side.
This was familiar. Get off then retreat. Pull out and pull away. Close off.
Then I opened my eyes as the heat of him stayed glued to my side.