“Good.”
That’s all the warnin’ I get before the head of his cock sinks into my center. I gasp as he presses the first inch into me, because hot damn, I knew he was thick, but he’s just barely inside of me and I already feel a painful stretch.
I whimper, my ass shiftin’ on the mound of petals, and Alder stops, holdin’ himself still. With sure fingers, he presses against my clit and starts drawin’ circles over the throbbin’ bud, and my hips nearly buck up.
“Come on, Petal. Open for me,” he encourages, his touch never slowin’ as he continues to rotate over my clit, my nerves coilin’ tight.
“Alder…”
“That’s right,” he says, his other hand comin’ down to spread my lips open for him. “Just relax and let me claim your perfect pussy.”
A moan escapes me as he starts to press harder on my clit, makin’ my pussy flutter and more wetness gather, like my body is answerin’ his call, givin’ him what he needs to own me the way we both want.
“Watch,” he tells me as he starts pushin’ further in. Inch by thick inch, he pierces his hard cock into me, and then with a jerk of his hips, he bottoms out, tearin’ a shout from my throat.
“Oh, God,” I whimper. I’ve never felt so full in my life. He’s stretchin’ me to capacity, fillin’ me with a burn that pleasures and bites.
Alder leans down, still not lettin’ up on his ministrations to my clit as he kisses my mouth. Slowly, with every lick of his tongue and nibble of my lip, my body relaxes around him until it no longer feels like he’s gonna tear me in half. My hips jerk up because I need...I need...
“I need you to move.” The plea leaves my lips, and a puff of breath washes over my face as Alder exhales.
“Thank fuck,” he says, face and voice strained.
With controlled movements, he drags slowly out of me before pushin’ in again, and my eyes close tight, my hands diggin’ into the petals beneath me, clumps of them mashin’ in my fists.
“Alder, Alder,” I chant, because it’s so good, but it’s so damn much.
“I’ve got you, Petal,” he says, keepin’ the slow drag of his pace so that he doesn’t hurt me, his stomach and thigh muscles locked with strain as he forces himself not to pound into me.
And with every steady thrust, more and more wetness coats him, until my body has opened up for him, accommodatin’ his size until the last of the stingin’ stretch is gone, and all that’s left is the delicious fullness.
In a move that surprises myself, I hook my legs around his hips and shove until he gets the picture and we roll. Now perched on top of him, I look down, my breasts risin’ and fallin’ with fast breaths as my hands brace on the hard lines of his stomach.
“I wanna ride you.”
His hands immediately come up to squeeze my ass. “Then ride me,” he says hoarsely, a sheen of sweat collected over his chest. “Bounce those beautiful tits for me while you ride my cock and milk me for all I’m worth.”
I immediately lift up before crashin’ back down on him, and then grind my hips, swivelin’ until I hit a sweet spot. “Yes…” I breathe, my head tippin’ back for a fraction of a second before I drag up and drop down again.
I go faster and faster, makin’ my breasts bounce exactly the way he wanted, and he makes a groanin’ noise before his hands come up to cup them, holdin’ the weight of them in his palms. “You’re gorgeous,” he growls as my knees dig into the petals, but it’s not enough. “So damn perfect.”
I drop down so that we’re chest to chest. I need to feel him everywhere. I need my sensitive nipples to drag over his chest. I need his hand back on my clit, which is why I snatch it from my ass and force his touch back right where I want it.
A hum sounds in my ear at my commandin’ touch, but it seems to please him. “Come on, Petal. Squeeze my thick cock with your tight pussy, and let’s come together.”
A moan comes out of my lips that’s barely heard, because I bury my mouth against his neck as my hips frantically work up and down over him. I’m almost there.Rightthere. My entire body is coilin’, my muscles are shaky and my breathin’ erratic, and then Alder helps me to slam down on him harder as his hips grind up to me, tearin’ the last inhale right out of my chest as I detonate around him.
My clit shoots pleasure through my body as I come, my orgasm squeezin’ his cock right into oblivion with me. He curses against my shoulder as he jerks up once, twice, three times, and then I’m completely spent, and I topple against his chest, our skin stickin’ together with sweat.
I peel open an eye to see Flint standin’ there in nothin’ but a towel, watchin’ me with unobscured lust.
It’s a helluva view.
“Mmm,” Alder purrs. “I think Medley needs a cold shower first,” he says, as though he’s answering some unvoiced question, his voice a rumble beneath my cheek.
Eww, cold shower? That does not sound good right now when I’m all warm and gooey.
“Can’t. Legs don’t work,” I say, earnin’ a pair of chuckles.
