He slid two fingers inside me, curling to slowly press on my G-spot as he pressed his tongue ever so gently over my clit.
Wow!
Yup, complete trust.
Because somehow, he’d turned my headlong rush to a powerful orgasm into a soft and gentle release. No heavybody contractions, just gentle waves of wonderful pleasure washing through me.
And any pain I’d been feeling vanished, banished.
“Oh… wow!”
He kissed my thighs as his fingers stroked gently, drawing out this heavenly pleasure. I stroked his hair, trying to figure out this new sensation transmitted through his spirit: like warm sun on my skin, something… sublime and divine and…
Oh… he was worshipping me, reverent and devoted.
Being with Rook was pure sin, but Vyns made me feel… seen and cherished.
And… now I was crying, warm tears leaking from my eyes.
So many men had told me I was beautiful, but Vyns made mefeelbeautiful.
He’d doused my pain and soothed something deep inside me.
When his deep blue eyes looked up, he must have seen the tears.
“Izzy?”
“I’m good,” I gasped. Why was it so hard to breathe? “More than good. I need…”More!
“I know,” he whispered with a smile.
And he did. He knew exactly what I needed.
He stood and dropped his pants, freeing his towering erection. Precum glistened on his tip as he knelt yet again, pressing his length against my wetness, perfect pressure — not too hard — on my ragingly sensitive clit. He rocked his hips, sliding his shaft against my soaked folds as his hands slid up my sides to capture my breasts. And once again my tits had swollen all on their own. What had Tala called it? Herin bed fooling around body… Hell yeah it was!
It gave Vyns plenty to softly knead and massage as he covered his cock in my wetness. His lips captured one taut peak, sucking my nipple into his mouth with perfect pressure. I moaned, loud and unabashed, to encourage him.
I’d already come once, but I was hungry for more. My heart hammered against my ribs, a wild beast trying to escape. My body twitched and trembled in a frenzy. The pain was gone, but it had been replaced with raging desire.
“More!” I gasped.
He released my breast so he could bring his face close to mine, breath hot on my ear. “Say it. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Dick!” The word leaped from my lips.
He chuckled. “How… exactly?”
“In me, fuck, hard, break me open, let all the gooey insides out!” I may not have been completely aware of what I was saying.
His hands slid down to my ass, pulling me forward, crushing my core against his hardness.
I nearly came. And the grunting sound I let out must have alerted him to that fact.
“Not yet,” he whispered, chiding. “I haven’t broken you open yet.”
I mewled and moaned as he gave one long, crushing stroke of his cock against me, my clit crying out in pained pleasure.
Then he shifted back, and I didn’t have time to breathe before he’d slammed himself inside me, deep and full, stretching me perfectly.
