The orgasm hits me like lightning. Every muscle spasms and relaxes, over and over again, shooting through my body and stealing my thoughts away.
He moves, lying on top of me while my body is still humming and vibrating with pleasure.
He holds his massive cock in his hand and gently pushes himself into my pussy.
I take a sharp breath, holding it.
“Breathe,” he whispers. “Relax your body and let me have you,” he growls against my ear.
I force myself to relax, taking in a slow breath and realizing that the deeper he pushes, the more he spreads me open with his massive cock, the more incredible it feels.
Pain mixes with pleasure, and he pushes deeper until he is buried inside me.
Adrian waits, feeling my breathing against his chest. He waits until it slows and becomes even. My fingers dig into his back as my pussy throbs over his cock.
He slides out and back in again.
I gasp, “Oh,” as the pleasure of it surprises me.
He moves again, and again, slowly building speed until he is groaning in my ear as he tries to control himself.
I press my fingers harder into his back to encourage him.
He starts to really fuck me. His cock slides inside me, slick with my honey, filling me up.
He takes my hands and pins them above my head with his fingers locked around my wrist. He leans down and kisses me as he fucks me faster and harder.
His cock feels so fucking amazing. I am already on the verge of another orgasm.
The sounds he's making are savage and wild. Each growl of pleasure against my ear sends me closer to the edge until my legs are shaking, spread around him, and my back is arched toward him.
His cock goes harder inside me as my pussy tightens around him.
He hardens, growing bigger, and I can’t hold back anymore.
The second orgasm makes my pussy spasm around his cock, and the intensity pushes him over the edge as well.
Our bodies melt together as we slip into ecstasy.
His cock is still inside me when he rolls and pulls me onto his chest.
I rest my head on his shoulder with a silly smile on my face. His breathing is deep and even, his chest rising and falling like the waves of the ocean.
His cock is slowly relaxing inside me, and the movement of it tickles but feels amazing.
It’s only when he moves again that it slides out. Adrian grabs the corner of the blanket and pulls it over both of us, tucking it in around me.
“I, um, I should go get changed for bed,” I say, suddenly very aware of how intimate this is.
“You’re already in bed,” he mutters quietly as his hand strokes down my back with his fingers brushing through my hair.
I giggle. “Yes, but… this is your bed,” I whisper.
“And I want you to stay,” he says.
I bite my lip, trying to figure out if this is a good idea or not.
But the warmth of his body and the gentle stroke of his touch are convincing me that I don’t want to leave.One night in his bed won’t hurt anything. It doesn’t have to mean anything. I don’t have to read into it.
