I gasp and whimper as he hits me so damn deep. My nails dig into his biceps as he slowly pulls out and pushes back in, going deeper with every thrust. Each time he reaches the end of me, I jerk and spasm, electricity flowing through my veins and sparking a fire deep in my core. Flames lick at my nerves as my moans turn into cries of pleasure, torture, bliss, and an almost painful need for release.
“That’s it,” he grunts, his hips stuttering as he picks up his pace. “Fuck, I feel you, baby. Are you going to come for me?”
I nod and whimper, my body trembling as I take everything he’s giving me. Liquid heat erupts from my core, spilling out of me, making me convulse in his arms as I come.Hard.
Vincent grunts and snaps his hips against mine, fucking me roughly as I fall apart. I can’tbreathe, he’s so deep, so thick, and feels so mind-numbingly incredible. I thought my pleasure peaked, but I spasm around him again when he unleashes his cum inside me. He grunts out his orgasm, grinding his dick down as it swells up and jerks, coating my pussy with his release.
His lips find mine and he thrusts his tongue inside my mouth, swallowing down my moans and sucking the air out of my lungs. He breaks the kiss, only to scrape his teeth down the side of my neck, across my collarbone, over my breast, and down my torso.
“Wh-what are you…?”
My question is cut off when he settles between my thighs and licks my pussy. I gasp and moan loudly, my body moving on its own to grind against his face. My pussy feels raw and so damn sensitive from the orgasms I’ve already had, and yet each stroke of his tongue brings me closer, closer, closer to another release.
He growls as he licks up our combined juices. It’s so dirty, so fucking filthy. And that only turns me on more. Vincent spears his tongue into my entrance, massaging my walls and driving me insane.
My thighs snap around his head when he turns his attention to my clit, sucking on the over-sensitized bundle of nerves. I twist in his grip and bow my back off the couch, only to have him spread his hand out over my lower belly and push me back down onto the mattress. He keeps his hand there, creating a delicious pressure that radiates from my core.
I grab at the cushions as my orgasm claws at my insides, tearing its way out and wringing pleasure from every cell in my body. Vincent growls into my pussy, never letting up, expertly using his tongue and teeth to keep me at my peak for so damn long.
I’m shaking and sweating and whimpering his name over and over, unable to escape the brutal bliss overwhelming me. I feel an intense, all-consuming pressure tugging at my lower belly. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced and I’m almost afraid of what’s happening to me.
My hands tangle in Vincent’s hair, gripping and twisting the strands, needing him to anchor me here on earth.
Another stronger, wild orgasm threatens to end me completely, even as my body is still reeling from my previous one. Every muscle draws up tight, my joints locking, my breath frozen in my lungs. Time stands still, waiting, watching as I surrender to the pleasure Vincent is bringing me.
All at once, everything inside me unravels. I gush for him, an embarrassing amount of wetness leaving me, as I scream and thrash around almost violently.
“Christ,” he grunts, lapping up every last drop. “Jesus Christ,” he repeats, his breathing ragged. “You squirted all over me, angel. So fucking hot.”
I can’t do anything except whimper and melt into the mattress, all the strength draining from my body. I’m vaguely aware of Vincent getting up, hardly registering when he cleans me up with a damp washcloth.
My eyes barely flutter open when he lifts me up into his arms and carries me through the house, to my bedroom.
Vincent gently lays me down before crawling in next to me. He drapes my limp body over his and I automatically curl up into his chest. Vincent presses a kiss to the top of my head and tucks a blanket around us.
“You okay?” he whispers.
“So good,” I mumble, hardly recognizing my own voice. Vincent chuckles and kisses my head again.
“Me too, angel. Me too.”
Silence surrounds us as our hearts find the same rhythm, beating as one.
“Yes, by the way,” I say after a few moments of silence.
“Yes?” he muses, stroking my back and smiling down at me.
“You didn’t technically ask, but yes, I think I’d like to stay by your side and be your everything.”
“I was going to ask beforesomeonecut me off,” he growls playfully, nipping at my chin.
“Excuses, excuses,” I sigh. Vincent tickles my sides and I giggle, trying to get away from him.
“It’s a done deal now, angel,” he says, hauling me back into his arms.
“I’m okay with that,” I tell him with a grin as I settle back down. “Pretty good deal, too. I think I married up.”
He chuckles, giving me another squeeze. “I definitely got the better end of the deal, but I’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you. Cars, houses, vacations, kisses, orgasms, cuddles, kids, I’ll give you everything.”
“I love you, Vincent. I want everything with you, too.”
“Shall we start now? With more orgasms?” he says with a playful grin.
“If you insist,” I say, mock exhaustion in my voice. Vincent nips a ticklish spot on my neck, making me squirm and giggle. The man holds himself above me, a look of pure love and lust in his dark brown eyes. He’s perfect. And he’s all mine.