"You make me nervous, Syx," I admitted out loud in a hushed tone.
I felt his hands stroke my back and crept over my spine. Then I felt his breath behind my ear before his tongue collided with my skin, making me gasp.
"I don't want you to be nervous around me Nyne. I thought we were passed that, What happened."
"I don't know what's going on," I uttered, barely above a whisper. "I don't know how to feel."
His hands crept around my neck and he choked me slightly, then with force, he brushed up against me, making his dick greet my thigh. Slowly, his hands grazed over my pebbled nipples making me release a low moan, that I couldn't fight.
"Tell me what you feel?" He whispered into my ear, his voice low and baritone. "Talk to me."
"You make me feel good," I mumbled with my eyes closed.
"Gap your legs open for me, so I can feel your pussy," he commanded.
Without hesitation, I gaped my legs open. I guess I didn't open them wide enough so he, slapped my thigh, beckoning me with his hands to open them wider, giving him access to my bare pussy.
"Just like that," he said.
I began to shudder feeling his fingers graze over my wet pussy, then my bud, then over my clit where he parted my fat pussy apart and flicked his fingers over my bud making me buckle.
"This pussy wet," he groaned in my ear. "Fuck, you're so wet." Increasing the intensity, I flung my head back and rested it on his shoulder as he became one with my wet pussy. The slapping of my wetness could be heard with my low moans. It felt so fucking good and I don't know if I was on the verge of cumming but I felt needles pricking at the back of my legs, then my back before I rode a wave that was harder than the first one.
"Make that pussy cum for me, Nyne. Make it cum for me!"
My stomach buckled along with my knees again and I don't know if I was finally doing it, but my eyes were closed shut as I rode another victorious wave and my clit began to pulsate every time he flicked his fingers over it. Syx was doing something to me and whatever the fuck it was I loved it. His hands had magic and he was skillfully working them over my clit, trying to get me closer to my climax.
"Ooooooh fuuuuuck!" I shrieked, making my toes curl.
Syx was a motherfucking goat, making me reach heights I hadn't been able to accomplish on my own.
"That's it." He said. "That's my girl." His voice sounded like a low growl in my ear, as he continued to rub his fingers over my pearl in circles.
I was seeing stars, as the darkness behind my eyes turned into a rainbow.
"Syx, I feel it," I moaned.
"Talk to me baby. Tell me what you feel."
"I'm about to cum," I shrieked.
"Then cum." He demanded, sending fire rapture through my veins, and with every stroke, he was sending me into overdrive.
Finally, I was experiencing something that I thought my body wasn't capable of again. For years, it became a problem in my life that ruptured my womanhood and had me questioning a lot of things about myself that couldn't bring to the surface to tell anyone out loud. My body froze in place as I rode the finalwave, with my mouth gaped open and tears welled in my eyes, beckoning to fall from my face. Syx held me in place to keep me from falling. My throat buzzed with a loud hum as I felt like I'd fallen into another dimension where I wanted to remain.
Syx kissed the side of my neck and slowed his fingers down so I could maintain control of myself. My chest heaved up and down from the strenuous pleasure but I couldn't take no more, so I gently pushed Syx's fingers away and allowed my swollen clit room to pulsate without feeling stuffed. The more Syx rubbed his finger over my pearl, the sensitive it became.
"Cum for me again." He commanded, whispering in my ear.
"Syx," I muttered. "I can't." I balanced myself trying to face him, but it was too soon and my legs buckled again, almost giving out on me. Syx caught me and my bare nipples smashed into his stomach.
"You can though. Let me take you to the edge and show you what your body is capable of Nyne. That was so fuckin' sexy," he muttered, with his arms wrapped around my waist. "How does it feel?"
Releasing a slumberous sigh, I was trying to find the right words to describe everything I was feeling, but I'd jumped through so many hurdles to get there and I didn't know how to process that. It felt more than good and I wanted to do it again, and again, and again once more after that.
"What did you do to me?" I whined, as my cheek smashed into his chest.
Craning his neck, he sent a kiss to my forehead before pulling back to gaze down at me, staring at me with those almond-colored eyes. "I did what your body allowed me to do? What did you do different?"
