The first firm, broad lick of his tongue through the drenched slit of her pussy nearly threw her over the edge into climax. She shuddered in the grip of pleasure, crying out hoarsely as she lifted her hips, begging for that final stroke that would throw her over the edge.
“Not yet. ” His voice was raw, carnal lust. “I’m going to taste you first, Marey. Every soft, slick, sweet inch of this delectable pussy is mine now. And I promise you’ll never forget it. ”
She screamed a second later as his tongue plunged inside her. There were no gentle preliminaries, no warning. She was empty, then she was filled, his tongue stroking inside her as his hands gripped her buttocks and lifted her to his mouth.
He sucked at the juices that flowed from her, hummed his approval of her taste and her response against her clit until she was begging, screaming. She was dying in need of him.
“Please, Sax. ” Her hands gripped the comforter with desperate hands. “Please now. I can’t stand it any longer. ”
He moaned against her flesh, his tongue suddenly flaying her clit, lashing at it with devilish greed as the pleasure grew and grew toward the explosion that would rip through her and destroy her mind. Her eyes widened, her lips opened to scream but all that emerged was a hoarse, brittle cry as her orgasm built, exploded through her with a force that left her convulsing, her muscles locking in desperate sensation as he came over her.
“You’re not finished yet, Marey. ”
She felt the broad head of his cock press against the tender opening of her pussy, and while the spasms of her climax echoed through the clenching flesh, felt him begin to push inside her.
“Damn. ” He grimaced almost painfully as she arched, a throttled scream tearing from her throat as fiery pleasure-pain assaulted the muscles of her pussy as he began to stretch them open. “You’re so fucking tight, baby. ”
She couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t survive it. She felt every inch of his erection as it tunneled inside her, stretching apart unused muscles, stroking nerve endings she didn’t know she possessed.
The previous climax wasn’t given time to die away or to abate before he began building the next one. Marey stared up at him, her eyes locked with his, bemusement whipping through her as she gasped, tried to beg but could only cry out as he shifted against her and wedged tighter and deeper inside her.
“You feel like wet silk. Hot, tight wet silk. ” His voice was a hoarse rumble as he breathed roughly above her, but his words…his words had her pussy convulsing around him as more of her juices eased his way.
Retreat, reenter. Retreat, reenter. Pulsing, throbbing strokes opened her tender flesh as he thrust his cock inside her. In and out, probing, deepening, wringing gasping screams from her throat as each stroke drove her higher.
“Oh, baby,” he whispered as he lowered his head, kissing her lips, her neck. “Do you know how good this feels? Your pussy tightening around me, milking me like an erotic little mouth, sucking me in even as it tries to force me out. ”
His voice was so deep, so rough it was like a physical caress, stroking over her, inside her.
She bucked against him, driving him deeper as they both moaned in rapture.
“Hold on to me, sweetheart,” he whispered at her ear then. “I’m going to take all of you now. Every. Sweet. Fucking. Inch. ”
She screamed as he drove inside her the last few inches, filling her to the hilt with heat and hardness, with fiery pleasure and the rasp of pain. One hand held her hip as the other lifted her closer to his chest as he began to move.
This wasn’t fucking. She didn’t know what it was, how she was supposed to describe it, but this wasn’t what she had done with her ex-husband. This was primal, elemental. She hung on to his shoulders, her nails biting into his flesh as each stroke seared her cunt and set her clit on fire.
She moved beneath him, pushing against each thrust, driving him deeper inside her as she writhed on the impalement.
“Yes,” he hissed at her ear. “Fuck me back, baby. ”
His hips rotated, his pelvis stroking against her clit as a white, bright light began to glow at the edge of her vision. She couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t breathe, she wouldn’t survive the pleasure.
“Fuck me,” he snarled at her ear again as he began to fuck her harder, driving inside her, pushing her higher as she slammed her hips back at him.
“Sax. Sax, please…oh God… Sax, it’s too good…too good…” She felt the crescendo rising inside her. Her womb tightened, her clit began to pound with a steady hard throb until she exploded.
She felt herself come apart in his arms, over and over again. It wasn’t a single, terrifying explosion, but multitudes of them washing over her, convulsing her entire body beneath him as a strangled cry wailed from her throat.
Another hard thrust as she heard him groan, his head lowering, his hips driving his cock deeper, harder, and she felt the first torrential explosion of his semen inside her. Each hard blast of his release had her shuddering in renewed pleasure as it echoed within her own climax.
It seemed to last forever, and yet it ended too soon. She collapsed beneath him, fighting to breathe, drowsiness weighing at her limbs as she felt him move, and moaned at the feel of his cock sliding free of her as he fell beside her.
His arms came around her, hard, warm. Protective.
“I’m tired,” she sighed, snuggling against him as her eyes fluttered closed.
“Sleep, baby,” she heard him whisper gently. “Sleep right here. Where you belong. ”