Two of his fingers find their way back into my wet folds, and they take over thrusting into me as he covers my bundle of nerves with his mouth. His deft fingers fill, stretch, twist, and plunge in and out of me. My hips buck and move on their own, riding his fingers, loving this feeling. He begins to apply suction with his mouth while flicking his tongue over my swollen nub while my lungs scramble for air.
He suddenly curves his fingers, tilting them inward while applying soft pressure against my inner walls. He touches a place deep inside me that has every nerve ending in my body singing, screaming out with raw pleasure as he massages me with light thrusts. “That’s called your G-spot, baby.” He grins knowingly.
“I think I’ll call that my T-spot,” I rasp out on a broken breath. Despite the fact I’m dead serious, he chuckles at me before he gets serious again, picking up the pace he begins to thrust inside me, faster and harder. The wet of his mouth and the skill of his tongue and fingers have my body writhing in a euphoric delirium. Sweat breaks out across my forehead as I buck into his talented fingers and tongue.
My God, I’m going to pass out. The feelings become too intense. I lift my head, and my mouth goes dry, my vision blurry. The erotic sight of him feasting on me is my undoing. All of my muscles lose the ability to function as my head falls back onto the pillow and my eyes flutter closed. An earthquake rips through my body, and I scream aloud, “God, yes!” This is pure heaven, and as my orgasm hits me with full force, he captures my clit between his teeth, and bites down on it while flicking his tongue over my nub.
I go numb and tingly on the inside from head to toe as my legs quiver, and I cry out his name. When my orgasm reaches its pinnacle, I can feel the moment I come back down, and I frantically fight to stretch the pleasure out. As awareness of my surroundings slowly comes back into focus, and my legs settle from their earthquake, I marvel at what just transpired. These orgasms are phenomenal, a fleeting few seconds of euphoria, and I swear the pleasure doesn’t ever seem to last long enough.
He lets go of my legs, and climbs back up the length of my body with purpose and intent. “You are mine,” he grits out through his teeth as his stark eyes pin me down with an untamable, feral hunger. “I need you to know just who owns this pussy of yours.” I swallow hard; I’ve never seen him so animal before, so out of control, and honestly I like seeing him come undone, knowing I did this to him.
He doesn’t give me time to recover from my orgasm, because in the blink of an eye he has me flipped over, and on all fours. His hands run over the globes of my ass, and roughly squeezes. Splaying out his fingers, he then uses the palms of his hands to run downthe length of my back, softly caressing me as he goes. Shivers race down my spine from his feather-light touch. “Mmnn, I love your sexy backside,” he heatedly whispers from behind. As he leans into me, I can feel the length of his hardness settle between the cheeks of my ass, and when he begins to rock his body into mine, I stifle a moan. The sensation of his hard shaft rubbing against me from a different angle has my vision turning blurry. “You like how I feel against your ass, baby?” He softly asks.
“Mmnn…” is the only coherent noise I can make. He grabs onto my hips firmly, and begins to grind his pelvis into my soft flesh a little harder. I lose my breath. He’s all man, and he definitely knows how to pleasure a woman. He leaves one hand on my hip, as his other hand splays across my back, pushing my upper body down onto the bed in a dominating move. His knees slip further between my legs, pushing them further apart, forcing my derriere to remain high in the air.
“So beautiful.” He murmurs. My breathing begins to pick up as I lay my head down, my overheated cheeks coming into contact against the cool sheets. I’m in a very precarious position, one I’ve never been in before, leaving me feeling more open and naked than I ever have. “Do you trust me, sweetheart?”
With my heart pounding in my chest, I softly reply, “Yes, I trust you.”
“Good. I need you brace yourself, now. Stretch your arms out in front of you, and push with your hands against the headboard.” Good God! What is he going to do? “I’m going to fuck you hard, Jules.” Oh, geez. His strong masculine declaration has my belly swarming with butterflies.