I doubt he cares if someone hears me, but he simply wants to fill all my holes.
I nod and suck on his digits as he carries me further inside, placing me on the small island. Pulling himself out, I feel the loss instantly, my pussy walls constricting as if urging him to fill us back.
“You take my breath away. You’re a vision, baby girl.”
The water dripping down his body emphasizes his six-pack, making me salivate on the spot. He resembles a mountain—an imposing mountain of marble rippling with muscles.
Opening my legs in invitation, he drives into me in one hard thrust that propels my upper body to shoot up. Nothing compares to him filling me up to the brim. The delicious fullness, the relentless stretch, drugs my senses so that I experience Nirvana.
I can’t believe I can take him when every time it feels like he splits me apart in the best way possible. Digging my nails into his back, I seek his lips, moaning into his mouth that muffles my pleasure.
“You feel so good as if you were made for me, baby girl,” he says hoarsely, body pulled taut.
“I am,” I cry out as he reaches a place inside of me that makes me see entire clusters of stars.
The orgasm shoots through me, causing an avalanche of tremors to subdue my body. My muscles constrict to the point that I might break apart. But he’s there to catch me, to put me back together.
He curls his hand around my throat and squeezes lightly. “Hold it.”
“Please,” I say, lightheaded and on the verge of losing my sanity.
“Hold. It,” he grits out.
I latch onto his mouth and grind my body against him, hoping to take my mind off him edging me like that. I know I will come so much harder, but it takes every bit of my will and strength, leaving me nothing but a vessel ready to receive his seed, waiting to be replenished. This man owes me, the realization making me hornier.
“That’s my good fucking girl,” he says, stroking down my back as he angles my knees and slips even deeper inside of me.
The pleasure is so sudden and intense that bright spots twinkle before my eyes, creating a web of stars.
“I see freaking stars, Mika, and not for the first time. Actually, that’s inaccurate. What stars? What constellations? I witness the inception of a new universe. You just Big Banged my world.”
He chuckles. “That good, huh?”
My eyes roll back in their sockets, half from pleasure, half in a trance. “As if you don’t know. No need to stroke that already huge ego of yours.”
With his hands digging into my waist, he buries his head in my neck, sucking on my earlobe. “Yeah, no need when your pussy walls stroke me just right…”
He’s close as well, getting even bigger inside of me, the vein in his neck pulsing, threatening to burst.
“Come. Fucking now,” he grits out.
I explode, triggering his own release, both of us breathing heavily for a few moments, needing to gather ourselves. Our lovemaking is always intense, deeply passionate, and I wouldn’t want to change it.
Even at half-mast, I feel him inside of me, so when he slips out, I hiss.
He lowers his head, peppering my abused pussy with kisses. “I can’t help myself… I lose my mind once I have my hands on you,” he sounds as pained as he sounds proud.
I stroke his scalp, my fingers moving of their own accord. “I love it, Mika.”
“Of course you do. I never stood a chance.” He drops his head between my breasts. “Let’s get out before I lose my damn mind for good.”
Smiling, I am about to slip back into the pool when he slaps my ass. “Pack a bag. We’re going to Paris.”
We’re what? I turn to him, not believing that this is my life right now. Someone pinch me. Actually no.
If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.
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