He rubs my clit, pushing further. He fits into every available space inside me, and when I look down at his progress, I can see that he’s almost to his hilt. The small cup of flesh at the base of his dick lines up neatly with his thumb on my clit.
He keeps his hand between us, a barrier to feeling his true length. Even though it feels amazing, I want all of him.
I push his hand away and tilt my hips until the root of him is flush against me.
“Fuck,” Raf’ere moans as his head rolls back.
We don’t move, just relishing every inch of one another. I can feel the blood pumping through his shaft, and I know he can feel the muscles of my pussy desperately clamping around him.
“You feel so good,” I whimper against his shoulder.
“Marta, I can’t stay still much longer—tell me it’s okay to move, tell me I won’t hurt you.”
“For the love of god, please fuck me. Claim me!”
Raf’ere’s eyes go wide as I beg. I grab at his skin because we’re both slick with sweat. I try and grip the back of his neck, but my hands can’t find their purchase.. He looks down at me, locking our eyes together.
“Your cunt is mine?”
I nod, willing him to move, wanting him to slam his cock into me again and again.
When he slides out, I feel something suck my clit, pulling it before it pops off with an explosion of pleasure.
“Oh, fuck, Raf’ere!”
“Mine,” he growls, sliding back in. “This cunt is mine, you are mine!”
I push at his chest, looking down as I watch the cupped flesh grab my clit. It clasps over themy gemas he fills me completely. He picks up his pace and withdraws, his hips moving too quickly for me to see what’s happening to my clit any longer.
But even if I can’t see it, I can feel it. It sucks and releases over and over again. Our bodies slap together, and Raf’ere braces his hand on my tit, massaging it as he relentlessly pounds into me.
It feels so fucking right.
“What the fuck is that?”
“My”—he groans—“sucker!”
Raf’ere’s movements start to become erratic, and I know he’s close.
Fuck, I’m close too, every muscle of my sex tightening.
“Don't’ stop, please don’t stop.” My words are garbled as he fucks me. “I want to feel you inside me as I come.”
Raf’ere doesn’t stop, he only picks up the pace and kisses the side of my neck. His tongue licks at the column of my throat before pulling my earlobe between his teeth.
“This cunt is mine, and I want you to come so hard around me.” He slides his hand from where it works my breast to my neck.
I make ungodly noises, and he picks up his pace, his cock nearly completely unsheathing on the downswing. A cord inside me tightens. As his sucker grabs my clit again, as the head of his dick slides past my G-spot, I explode.
My thighs try to snap shut over him, but he won’t relent.
He fucks me as I come. I shake as waves of pleasure roll through me, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
“Too much,” I pant.
“Mine. Mine, all mine,” Raf’ere repeats over and over.
I swear I’m about to black out when I feel his cock slide against my belly. He leans his body weight against me entirely.
