The first inch of him was heaven. The second inch was bliss. The third and fourth? They had her arching under him, eager to receive his full length.
But that eagerness turned to trepidation when he just kept going and going until, with a solidthud, the tip of his cushiony cock hit her cervix. She felt skewered by him. Impaled. Every wrinkle was smoothed out by his impressive girth. Every inch was filled up by his powerful length.
In that moment, her body was his to do with as he pleased. And she fully expected him to pump and rut. Tofucklike most men who’d been denied something they wanted for too long.
To her surprise, however, he scooted higher on her body, adjusting his angle so that when he pulled out of her slightly, his throbbing shaft raked against her greedy clit.
Sensation exploded in her core and caused her breath to shudder out of her.
She’d read about this. It was called the coital alignment technique. But she’d never known a man who knew how to do it.
Docdefinitelyknew how to do it.
When he moved inside her, it wasn’t astrokeper se. It was more of a rub or a grind. It heightened the closeness of their bodies, increased her pleasure tenfold, and pulled her more deeply into the moment.
It was…intimatein a way she’d never known was possible.
His green eyes sparkled like sea glass as he framed her face and watched her surprise melt into astonishment melt into pure, unadulteratedbliss.
And only when the pleasure became too intense for her to keep her eyes open, did he lower his head and claim her mouth in a slow, deliberate kiss that mimicked the motion of his hips.
His tongue rubbed instead of pumped. His lips ground instead of sucked.
And suddenly, she was once again teetering on the edge.
“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Cum for me again, Cami. Let me feel that delicious pussy clamp down on my dick.”
She did cum for him. The first wave of orgasm washed over her, slow and gentle. The second wave was a little more intense, making her stomach clench and her nipples ache. And then it was just wave after wave of brutal release, her inner walls spasming so hard she wasn’t sure if what she was feeling was pleasure or pain.
She was lost. Lost in the moment. Lost to reality. Lost in her body.
She didn’t hear the sounds falling from her mouth. Didn’t see the way she’d thrown back her head. Didn’t feel how he’d scooted down so his cock once again knocked at the entrance to her womb as he held himself utterly still and let her continue to unravel around him.
It was the best, longest, most intense orgasm of her life.
And when her senses finally returned, it was to find him softly nibbling on her earlobe, gently sweeping his tongue inside the hollow. Such a delicate intrusion in contrast to the domineering way his dick filled her to the brim.
“That was amazing.” His whisper was guttural. “Youare amazing. The sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She couldn’t answer him. She was too scatterbrained by the intensity of her orgasm. Even when the final ripples of release skittered through her, her pussy continued to throb.
Then she realized it wasn’therthat was throbbing. It washim.
His iron will, the way he held back his own desire to satiate hers despite literallyvibratingwith the need for release, filled her with awe. She’d known he was a generous and selfless man. Butthismuch selflessness and generosity was something she’d only read about in romance novels.
If Doc considered sex a team sport, it was high time he got to experience the joy of victory.
Wrapping her legs around his waist and hooking her ankles above his ass, she framed his face with her hands and stared deep into his mesmerizing eyes. Her voice was nearly as gritty as his when she told him, “Fuck me, Dalton. I need you to fuck me now.”
The sound he made then was rough and throaty.
Grabbing her hands, he threaded their fingers together and shoved them under her pillow. Then, with unerring certainty, he began to move.
His thrusts were slow and controlled at first. And the friction they created was breathtaking.
Two orgasms was usually Cami’s limit, even with a talented partner. But the instant Doc began to move, she knew she’d cum again.
It was the way he filled her. The way each slick withdrawal raked his veiny shaft against the sensitive nerves inside her. The way each solid thrust home abraded the rough patch of skin on the roof of her sex.
