I shrug off my sleeveless hoodie and throw it on the sand. “More than alright, it’s necessary. I need you to convince me that we’re together.” I’m panting as I stand to wriggle out of my orangecycle shorts. “Prove to me you’re alive. Please, Donovan. Make me feel it all.”
As Donovan’s hands circle my waist, I can feel them shaking. “Gods, it’s really you,” he whispers, sounding awestruck. “Your skin is so warm.” Another long groan leaves his throat and he pulls me back down to the sand. “Less talking, Tee, I’ve work to do.”
I groan as he slips a finger inside my panties. “Oh, Gods, baby,” he croaks, then circling his other hand around the small of my back, he hoists me straight onto his mouth.
His tongue makes just one single pass, and I think I might explode.
“Dono!”
My head spins and I can’t hold on, I don’t want to. “PLEASE!!” I disintegrate into a million atoms.
—Fucking heaven—Gods, I’ve got to fill her—
Still shuddering, I push back, sliding my hand down his torso and beneath his threadbare waistband. Precum leaks from his iron-hard cock.
“In. Me. Now,” I demand.
He grabs me and rolls us over. “I’ve dreamed of having you here, pressed down into this sand, a thousand times,” he murmurs, as goosebumps prickle on my skin, my pussy still pulsing with aftershocks. “So beautiful, baby-girl.”
I’m crushed beneath his weight and relish the feeling. Donovan’s cock hovers at my entrance, and I wriggle my hips. “Don’t wait,” I moan, “I want you in me now. Right now.” My legs hook around his body, and I feel his hard length against my apex.
His pupils blow as the space between us disappears. I don’t know myself, I’m an animal in the deepest, most desperate heat of my life. I want him buried inside me. I want to milk him for every drop of cum.
I have to.
Thankfully, Donovan slams himself into my pussy, at the same time sucking my nipple hard into his mouth. My hands scrape at his back. “MORE!”
Again and again, he thrusts full force inside me. I’m so full, and getting so fucked it makes my head spin, and my core convulse.
He moves his mouth to my neck, sucking and biting. “Fuckkk, baby, what are you doing to me, fuckkk, I can’t…”
His cock is swelling even larger, and I know his release is any second.
A feeling even more intense starts building in my body, a new sensation.
Indescribable. “Yes…” I hiss. “Yes…”
A strange magic swirls in my belly, down over my clit, then into the very point Donovan is pounding. It’s so much, so bright, so ecstatic.
The build crescendos, and an orgasm like I’ve never known racks my body.
My very existence.
“FUCCKKK,” Donovan yells, arching, shuddering, and groaning. “AHHHH!” Magic fizzes around, in us, exploding from every cell in my body.
“AHHHH!” I join him in screaming as I shatter into a million pieces.
Finally, the aftershocks wear off, and a profound peace falls over us both.
Donovan’s arms tighten around me. “I feel fucking amazing right now.”
I look up at the white expanse of the sky and grin like an idiot. “Me too.”
“More kisses, please,’ he says, turning me towards him.
“Wait…what the?” I sit up, then motion for Donovan to do the same. The dark shadows and haggard angles of his face have lessened. I can seemyDonovan now.
Moving my gaze down, I see the bruises and scrapes on his body are healing.
