Cindersmellya 1(46)

Derek pulls me down and slides his cock back into me when he’s holding me, my back pressed against his stomach while we’re on our sides. I lift up my leg to make sure that when he slides back into me that the angle is perfectly deep. “Damn right, Ella. You’re mine always. Nothing will ever stand between us again.”

We had started to make big promises before, and we let other people tell us apart. Let the world fill in all the spaces between us. I wasn’t happy without Derek, and judging by his panty sniffing crusade, he wasn’t happy without me, either.

“Never again. I really mean it. What we have is special, and we can never let anything threaten that ever again.” I grab one of his hands and squeeze it in mine.

Derek’s mouth finds my neck, kissing a trail until his lips close over mine. We roll our hips together and kiss passionately and I feel like I’m inside of an orgasm and it just keeps expanding. My body is on fire in the best way possible and I never want the sensation to stop. I feel Derek tugging my nipples again and I moan, a low sound from deep in my throat pouring out of my body at the depth of pleasure that he’s brought out.

When we both come up for air from the kiss, I bite my lip and roll my hips back to take him even harder.

“I want to ride you-“

I can barely get the words out before pulls his cock out of me, flips us over, and sets me on top of him on the floor. The pleasure of having no give against the wall was enormous, but now I have purchase and leverage, but absolutely no give as I slam my pussy down on his cock. Swallowing up every inch of his enormous length, I’m struggling to stay upright with the trembling pre-orgasmic waves already wracking my body.

Derek’s hands run up and down my breasts, stroke at my neck. I look into his eyes and see such love and adoration. That only turns me on more. I pump faster, fucking him as hard as I can, and close my mouth over his again. Kissing Derek is almost as erotic as fucking him, and kissing him while fucking him makes me feel like I’m on top of the world. We inhale each other, breathing through each other and tasting the raw need that consumes us both.

Bouncing up and down on him, I feel his cock start to jump inside me, ready to explode. And as much as I love being filled with his cum, I still crave the way he marked me as his with some very healthy shots from the love gun. I break away from our kiss and lift myself up off his cock. I stroke his length with both of my hands because that’s just how big that monster is, and I point it at my tits.

“Fuck, I love your tits,” Derek groans before his eyes roll back in their orbits while he jets cum all over my tits.

When he’s finally done firing off, I look at him and bring my tits up to my face. I swirl my tongue around the nipples and lick up the mess we just made.

Derek picks me up again, like I’m some kind of ragdoll, and bends me over, slamming into me again. My tits jiggle so hard I’d fall over if he wasn’t holding my thighs up while he slammed into me. His mouth is on the back of my neck. The heat of his breath makes me shiver.

“You don’t run out of cum, do you, Derek?” I moan out the words, whimpering from the sheer speed and strength of his thrusts.

“Babe, you don’t either. We’re making up for lost time. I certainly won’t sit through two songs worth of dances – 12 inches of torture as you thought of it, when we can ride those right off to paradise.” Derek's hands stroke up the length of my body, gripping my tits, and trailing his fingers down my sides. Finally, he grips my ass and starts to almost completely pull out of me, pressing his cock at every sensitive spot inside my pussy and stroking long and deep now. The tantalizingly slow pace makes me pant in time with his every thrust. “I will fuck you forever and still want more.”

“Mmm, same,” I moan out. I bring my fingers down to my clit, my pussy aching for touch because of how he’s torturing me with these long, deep strokes.

The circles I work in my clit make my pussy start gripping Derek’s cock even harder and I hear him growl at the feel of me milking him.

It brings him so close to cumming that he actually starts to slam deep into me again and stops pulling out so far and so much. He can’t take it anymore. The increased speed and maintained depth of his thrusts steals my breath. My fingers fall from my clit and I’m reaching out desperately for anything to grab a hold of. There’s nothing, but luckily Derek’s got me so I’m not about to collapse like a falling circus tent. It just feels like it because I’m quaking beneath him.

Finally, we're both spent. Derek pulls me from under him and we cuddle, me tucked into the crook of his arm, for I have no idea how long. The emotional weight of finally being back together again pulls me into a calm and dreamless sleep while I listen to his heartbeat returning to a normal place after our mini-marathon of orgasms.