He stopped, then, and kissed his way up her belly, pausing every once in a while to drag his lips across the taut surface of her skin, loving the way she gasped at the electric friction.
He pressed his mouth to hers, plunging his tongue into her and kissing her deeply. He pulled back and smiled. “Like how you taste?”
She laughed. “Absolutely. Just one more way that I’m awesome.”
He kept kissing her and slid his fingers up her silky inner thighs, then brushed them lightly across her outer lips. Feeling the heat radiating from her center was the most powerful aphrodisiac. His dick was so hard at that sensation that he thought it might explode.
He had turned her on with his tongue. Now it was time to let his hands have a turn.
He held his hands still over her moist mound, not even moving yet, just enjoying the sensation of her getting wetter and hotter against his skin.
He moved his fingers up and down her wet slit, loving the slipperiness that coated them more and more with every up and down stroke. Then, he stopped that movement and slipped them down just one more time, rubbing little circles over her entrance.
He looked up and met her eyes as his hand moved between her legs, wanting to see the exact expression that flashed through them when he touched her hard, sensitive clit. He pressed their bodies together but never stopped moving his fingers between her legs, his hand stretched down between them the entire time.
He pressed his hand firmly down onto her flesh, letting the heat from his skin mingle with the heat of her core until both his body and hers formed one fiery hot mix, moving his fingers relentlessly between her lips, like he was physically unable to stop touching her. Like he was somehow addicted.
Looking up at her face as he touched her, he couldn’t help but be moved by how beautiful she looked, with her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed, completely lost in the sensations that he was sending through her body.
Her face shone with joy and pleasure, and he was overjoyed and filled with pride to know that he was the one that had made it shine that way. He had put that look on her face, and he wanted to keep putting it there, over and over.
When he couldn’t stand it one second longer, he kissed her deeply, repositioning himself on top of her.
He wanted to make sure that she was ready– even though everything about her body told him that she was. That she was way beyond ready, as a matter of fact. But he wanted this to be amazing for her, the best that she’d ever experienced, so he had to make sure that her body was at its peak of wanting him when he finally slipped into her.
He drew back just enough to look into her eyes and then asked, “Do you want it now? Are you ready?”
She groaned and her eyes dropped to half-mast. “Oh, yes. Yes, please.”
He didn’t want to pull away from her, so he reached down between them to grab his cock and put it at her entrance. It wasn’t easy to maneuver like that, but he felt that it was worth it so that he never had to break contact with her skin. So that they could stay like they were, pressed together into one unit.
He positioned himself at her opening, balancing one of her legs over his shoulder to give himself the best angle to penetrate her deeply when he thrust into her.
He dropped down onto his elbows, intentionally letting a little bit more of his body weight fall onto her. He used the leverage of his angle to spread her thighs even wider, and drive himself even deeper into her as he thrust himself forward again and again.
He’d done many things in his life, had many experiences, but none as intense and powerful as connecting like this with Gen.
When he thrust into her, the only thing that he was thinking about was claiming her. She was his territory now, and this was just a particularly pleasurable way of planting his flag.
As he drove deep into her again and again, her wetness coated him, leaving his dick slick and moist every time he pulled out. With only the tip inside her, he already felt himself being sucked into her. The only thing on my mind being how perfect she felt wrapped around me. It was like our bodies had been made to fit together in this way.
It was heaven being inside her, and he never wanted to be anywhere else. He didn’t care about anything– eating, sleeping. Nothing. He could just stay here inside her until he died and be perfectly happy with that.