God damn, this is—
It was amazing. Wholly and completely amazing. I stared dreamily outward over the landscape, dropping my face against my arms. The cold cement banister didn’t even register. All I could feel was warmth, strength, pleasure…
It’s like a dream.
Burke’s hands slid forward, finding their way beneath my shirt. They traveled upward now, cupping my breasts in his hands. Handling them just roughly enough to pull my body back against his. Crushing his hard abdomen over and over against my soft, rounded ass.
The best fucking dream ever.
He was so deep! So achingly, tortuously deep in my pussy. Every stroke clapped our bodies feverishly together, merging us as one. He was pounding me faster now. Thrusting all the way into me, as I began using the railing to shove back against him.
Ohhhh…
Burke’s fingers began to play, rolling my nipples until I wanted to scream. He was impaling my pussy frantically now. Jackhammering into me with this crazy, wanton need that I could tell came with not having done this in way too fucking long.
“I… I…”
I was talking without thinking. Trying to speak, yet I didn’t even know what to say. I only knew I wanted to say something. Maybe even tell him I was getting close to the edge.
“Oh my God…”
The rush of my original arousal was a tidal wave now, threatening to sweep over me. Anything he did would cause it to break. He could fill me right now, and it would trigger my orgasm. The very first twitch or throb would send me right into orbit…
“God, baby… I…”
His hands moved even higher, and now they they were buried in my hair. Burke rolled his knuckles, his grip going tight. My back arched. My chin tilted upward, toward the sky…
“FUUUUCK!”
In the end he exploded like a bomb, erupting inside me. Finishing. Completing. Shattering the silence with a grunt and a cry.
SO. FUCKING. GOOD!
Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I was coming all over him. Squeezing his cock with my pussy, which spasmed wildly as I screwing down around it. In the meantime he kept pulling my hair. It hurt and felt wonderful, all at the same time.
“Don’t stop!”
The words could’ve come from either of us, but they happened to come from me. I practically begged him to keep going. Needed him to know he could split me in two if he had to, just as long as he kept giving me his come.
He rode me like a mare, using my hair as the reins. Even as we slowed down, he didn’t let go. He held me through every last pulse, every throb. Every roll of his hips or thrust of my ass, or wet, dripping, post-orgasmic grind.
“Now you’re my girlfriend,” he growled finally, pulling his cheek against mine. His voice sounded wholly different. Cold and commanding, but in the hottest possible way.
Finally he released my hair and I was able to glance downward.
I was still up on the balls of my feet. My whole body was shaking, but my legs were trembling violently.
And now my lover’s warm come was seeping down the insides of my thighs.
H—Holy shit.
My pussy thrummed with both numbness and pleasure. The intensity of the moment was shocking.
“Sorry,” he stammered, backing away like he’d committed a crime. “I… kinda got lost there for a—”
“Don’t be.”
I turned swiftly and kissed him, cradling his face in my hands. The moment was sweet. For a few shining seconds, all that existed was the connection between us.