“…Mmmmm!”
Diving between her thighs, his thumbs pressed against her flesh, forcing her legs further apart, he treated her pussy the same way he’d treated that rib bone… Sucked it clean.
“Jack! Oh, God!”
Clutching the bedsheets, she arched her body off the bed then fell back down on the mattress when a surge of ecstasy tore through her, then crash-landed in her core. He held onto her so tight, keeping her right where he wanted, making her desire and need him in ways that were nothing short of pure carnality. Eyes closed, she became acutely aware of all that was happening around her, and to her… The music seemed louder, yet somehow muffled—lyrics wrapped in cotton. The coarseness of his hands as he massaged her inner thigh and ate her pussy upped the ante. When she dared look at him, his fiery, intense gaze was on her.
His mustache glistening from her juices, he dove back in, licking her clitoris and slipping a finger inside her, gliding it in and out and rotating it from left to right. She rode his digit, her hips gyrating as he ravished her garden until she drenched him in her orgasmic storm. Radiohead’s, ‘Creep’ was playing while she came down from her high, regained her sensibilities, and lay in a puddle of her pleasure. Riding the tail end of gratification.
He cradled her close, his face resting against her pelvis. His head rose up and down with each of her inhales and exhales. His eyes were closed, and his lips curved, no doubt satisfied with himself.
Filled with a hedonistic, and yet spiritual sort of joy, she twirled his hair between her fingers.
It’s a beautiful evening with a beautiful man, in a beautiful home… I’m good with this.
He then moseyed to the headboard, bringing her with him and placing her on her side, her back to him and her head on the pillow—looking over at the table with the wooden carvings and collection of knives.
“I see you carve wooden ornaments. Do you like it?”
“Sometimes.”
She could now hear plastic once again—the unwrapping of a condom. He bypassed the Lifestyles and Magnums in the store, and selected the TheyFit brand, size G3. She’d definitely noticed his purchase, and once they got back to his house and saw his dick with her own eyes, it was evident he’d made the right choice.
He lifted her leg, and she closed her eyes, her heart on fire. His lips grazing her ear, a strong arm around her stomach, he pulled her closer, then lifted her leg in the air, ushering it up with a grip behind the knee. His erection throbbed against her ass, teasing her, grinding. His cock that she so desired slipped against her ass crack as he dry-humped her. Then, his gruff voice shattered the silence.
“Relax, baby…”
Her mental beat of her thoughts competed with the rhythm of his deep breathing. She clung to the spark of the fire between them, the soft brush of his hair against her body, and the way his muscles wrapped around her skin. Then, she picked something to concentrate on. Something to help her through. There. A carved wolf, about ten inches tall, painted black and set on the table amongst his tools. Focus, focus, focus… She searched the room but landed back on the wolf with the dull luster. Her heart thumped, as if she were running at full speed. The wolf. Focus. She just needed to calm herself down, control the trepidation welling within.
Thirteen months and nineteen days…
That was how long it had been since she’d last made love…
“…Oh, God!”
Eyes closed, she hissed and yanked at her pillow as he sharply entered her. Securing her in place against him, he drove his big dick deeper inside of her. She gasped. And again. She was relieved he couldn’t see her. After all, she was certain she looked ridiculous with her mouth agape and eyes watering. Her pussy spilled piña colada and punch. He plunged inside of her, his blows pressing and demanding. It hurt so good…
He dominated her without even trying. A powerful stone, wood, and marble giant living off the grid, grinding inside her with twisted churns and powerful thrusts. Jack groaned and roared as he had his way with her. Primitive cries of ecstasy and utterances crept from his mouth, letting her know he was more than satisfied with the pussy he was ruthlessly plowing. Stickiness, sweat, and heat surrounded her as the bed began to rock. She’d never felt anything like this before. All encompassing. Passionate. Earthy and real. Every bit of her love was filled to capacity. There was nowhere for him to go. She reached to her side and clutched his free hand, while he kissed the back of her neck. His caresses became harder. His grip tighter. His thrusts rougher.
Urgency in his touch.