He groaned and lowered his head to kiss her. “It’s more than okay.”
He positioned himself between her legs, sliding the head of his cock between the wet petals of sex. She opened her legs wider and lifted her hips, tired of waiting.
He guided himself into position, his swollen head stretching her opening. He lifted the calf of her good leg onto his shoulder, opening her wider, and slid slowly into her.
The moan that tore from her lips didn’t sound human. It came from another place, one without inhibitions. It was a place where animal instincts ruled, a place where the only thing that mattered was the completion of his cock filling every inch of her pussy.
“Jesus christ,” he groaned, his cock coming to a stop against her cervix. “Am I hurting you?”
Her leg was bent back over her torso as he slanted his body over hers to get maximum penetration, his cock burrowed so deep inside her it felt like they’d become one person.
But it didn’t hurt. It was the furthest thing from hurting.
“No,” she said, grabbing onto his muscled ass, pressing her hips against his. “I want all of you, Nick. I want all of your cock.”
“Lex…” He moaned and pushed into her a little further, past the point where she thought her body could accept any more of him.
“Yes,” she gasped.
He dragged out of her slowly, like he was as loathe to leave her as she was to have him leave. She was bereft in the moment she was left without him, desperate for him to fill her again.
She thrust her hips upward, crying out when he met her with a thrust of his own. He was so deep inside her that his stomach ground against her clit. Her orgasm roared to life and she rocked against him, urging him on, her desire to take it slow, to make it last, replaced with the need to come again.
His pace quickened, his urgency matching her own as he pushed through her tight, wet channel.
Her thigh was bent all the way back, pressing against her torso as he slammed into her, the impact riding the line between pleasure and pain that stoked the fire of her orgasm. She was spread wide for him, meeting every thrust, the friction on her clit taking her closer to release.
“Come for me, Lex.”
She looked into his eyes. “You come for me, Nick. Come inside me.”
The words seemed to loose something inside him and he thrust into her with a breathtaking frenzy, driving his cock though her pussy again and again, pulling out just far enough to penetrate her fully on the next thrust.
Pressure built at her core, every movement of his body into hers adding fuel to the fire, her center filling with need until it spilled over.
“I’m coming, Nick. I’m coming so hard.”
He let loose a primal groan as he spilled inside her, thrusting with an urgency she felt in her bones, an urgency she matched as she rocked against him, her pussy clamping down on his massive cock until he filled her wall to wall.
She thought she was done, the orgasm winding down, but he continued to drive into her and she was surprised to feel the friction on her clit like a match lighting the embers of her orgasm for a third time.
“Nick…”
He looked down at her. “That’s right, beautiful. Fucking come for me again. Come for me over and over again.”
She rode the wave of the unexpected orgasm, the movement of Nick’s hips, the press of his body against her clit, his cock stretching her to bursting until she tumbled over the abyss again.
She pinwheeled into the orgasm, hardly aware of her nails digging into Nick’s back, the upward motion of her hips forcefully meeting his as he pushed into her again and again.
She was only vaguely aware of the weight of his body on hers, the stroke of his fingers as he stroked the hair back from her face, the touch of his lips as he showered her face with kisses.
“Lex, Lex, Lex…” He rolled under her and cradled her in his arms. His heart thumped softly beneath her ear, a lullaby she hadn’t known she’d needed all those years she’d been alone. “I fucking love you with all that I am.”
They lay in silence for a long time, the afternoon sun slanting across the room, the sounds of the city in midday muffled beyond the thick walls of the hotel and the cycling of the air conditioner.
“Tell me what you want to do, Lex.”
She’d thought maybe he’d fallen asleep, and she drew in a breath, thinking about all the possible responses, all the possible ramifications.