“Oh, fuck!” I said, feeling his girth enter into me.
Fuck, I knew he was big, but I couldn’t even…he began thrusting in me, and I threw my legs to the sky, my arms around his back, and just closed my eyes. It was unfair how good he could make me feel. The only real question was why I hadn’t pushed harder for this to happen sooner!
I opened my eyes to a pleasant surprise—Connor’s eyes were looking intensely at me as he pounded in deeper and deeper. It felt so…so emotionally raw for someone who had been scarred so much in the past. It was so intense, in fact, that I had to disrupt it by pulling him in for a kiss. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the gaze—far from it—but for someone that had been so distant and that I imagined would be so focused on just getting off…
“Get on your knees.”
And now we were going to what I figured Connor would do.
But just because he took me from behind, just because he went back to being the animal, didn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy it. In fact, taking me from behind, his hands digging into my hips, pulling me into his cock, he made me come again.
And not only did he make me come again, but he did so at the same time I did, causing both of us to moan in pleasure, me gasping his name, Connor grunting in the heat of the moment as his hot cum filled me.
When it was all said and done, Connor slid out and collapsed on top of me. I fell to the bed, resting on my stomach, and smiled to myself. Yeah, that had just happened. Yeah, we had just come.
And yeah…it sure seemed like I’d gotten what I wanted.
It sure seemed like not only had I gotten Connor in bed, but I’d also gotten him in a way that suggested this would be far from the last time we did something like this.
