It was amazing.
And frustrating.
Just when she thought she couldn’t possibly take anymore, he moved her legs and stood. Grasping her thighs, he held them around his hips as he started to slide inside her.
He moved slowly, steadily, as though he thought she might break. She wouldn’t, though. She was made for him.
Plus, she was really, really turned on.
“More. More.”
“I’m big, girl.”
“Yeah, I can feel that,” she told him. “More.”
He lightly slapped the side of her thigh. “You don’t always get what you want.”
She gave him a pouting look and tried to raise her hips up, to force more of him inside her.
“You didn’t learn your lesson at all, did you?” He frowned down at her.
What lesson would that be?
All thought fled as he pushed more of himself inside her. She panted heavily.
Holy. Heck.
He held her hips and drove himself back and forth. Each time more of his cock entered her.
Christ, he was killing her.
Finally, he pushed his way fully inside her and they both paused, panting heavily.
“God, girl, you have no idea how good you feel.”
“Please move. Please move. If you don’t move, I’m gonna die.”
“Now, who is being dramatic?”
“Gray,” she wailed.
But he seemed to realize she meant it. Or else he was too close to coming himself.
Because he reached under her, shifting her slightly up the bed so he could kneel on the mattress between her legs. Holding her hips, he drove her back and forth on his dick.
God.
Felt so good. Just as she was close to coming, he drew back. She cried out, but before she could complain, he’d flipped her over onto her hands and knees and thrust deep inside her again.
She’d never been moved around like this before during sex. She didn’t think she’d been with anyone strong enough. Plus, she was mostly used to missionary. She’d been on top a few times, but nothing else.
This was a full-on workout. Who the hell needed the gym?
“Lean down, girl. Put your chest on the bed.” He ran his hand down her spine and she whimpered.
Wow. She liked this.
A lot.