This man has the body of a god and the mind of an angel.
I am in Heaven.
“Je dois te goûter.”
Translation: I need to taste you.
He growls as he pulls out of my mouth, then he drops between my legs and his tongue swipes through my swollen flesh.
Fuck. My knees try to close by themselves as they struggle to gain control of the sensory overload. He pushes them back to the mattress aggressively as his tongue really takes charge, licking and tasting all that I have.
“How do I taste?” I whisper as my hands drop to the back of his head.
He groans into me as his eyes close in pleasure, his tongue circles and swipes and I feel myself start to quiver. Oh God. It’s been too long. I’m going to come already.
“Come,” he breathes into me. “I want you to come on my tongue. Give me some cream, Bloss Bomb.”
Holy fuck, this guy is frying my brain. He bites my clitoris and I shudder into him, and he groans in pleasure. I grab the back of his head to try and still him. “Stop,” I pant. This is too much. I am too sensitive. He sucks deeper and his eyes roll back in his head. “You are one hot fuck.” He growls into me as he laps it all up. He climbs up and over me and slides home in one swift movement.
I frown at the ceiling as my hand runs through his messy curls, I can hardly breathe. He’s so big.
He leans back onto his knees and holds my legs into the air as his eyes drop to my sex and he watches my body struggle to take his large muscle. His thumb gently circles over my clitoris, knowing full well that will release me and allow his entry.
He’s experienced and he knows how to loosen a woman straight up
I watch him as I pant, somewhere in between disbelief, denial, and utter ecstasy. I didn’t know that sex could be like this. I haven’t had this before. I thought I had good sex, but now I have had this…
I realize not.
He gently kisses my ankle next to his ear and he smiles sexily down at me. My eyes hold his for an extended moment and a frown crosses his face as I hold my breath. His hand gently brushes my hair from my face and he runs his thumb over my bottom lip
God, I close my eyes to block him out. This fucking guy is ridiculous.
“Regarde moi.”
Translation: Look at me.
I force my eyes to open and drag them to meet his.
“Vous êtes la plus belle femme putain j’ai jamais été avec,” he whispers softly.
Translation: You are the most beautiful fucking woman I have ever been with.
He drops his body close to me and his lips dust mine with reverence. We kiss for an extended time, as if forgetting that his body is still inside mine. It’s an intimacy that is both beautiful as it is petrifying. Slow, gentle and tender.
Stop it. You don’t even know him and this is a one-night stand.
“Cesser d’être molle et baise-moi,” I whisper.
Translation: Stop being mushy and fuck me.
He smiles into my lips. “That’s a first.” He smirks as he starts to slowly pump me.
“What do you mean?” I pant.
“Nobody has ever said that to me before.”
I laugh out loud as he pulls out and slams back into me knocking the air from my lungs. He pumps me hard again. “And if I want to be mushy with my wife, I have the fucking right to be.”
I laugh as he lifts my legs over his shoulders again and really lets me have it. His knees are wide to give him traction and I can see every muscle in his stomach ripple as he moves. Strong, punishing hits as the bed hits the wall with force.
Oh, he won’t be easy to forget. My body starts to quiver again and he smiles darkly sensing my orgasms arrival. He knows his way around a woman’s body.
Damn.
Of course he does.
Our bodies are covered in a sheen of perspiration and I close my eyes to try and stop the orgasm. I want this to last.
I need this to last.
“I don’t want to come,” he pants.
“Me neither,” I breathe as I pull him back to my lips. “Promise me we will do this again in a minute.”
He laughs into my lips. “We can do this all night, Bloss.”
I smile as he lifts my behind with his hand to really hit the end of me and I cry out as my body contracts around his large muscle.
“Fuck, yeah,” he calls as his head throws forward and he comes in a rush.
We stay still, both gasping for air, both wet with perspiration.
Jesus Christ… What the hell was that?
His lips meet mine and he kisses me softly as he cups my jaw in his hand. I smile against his lips and he kisses me tenderly again. “What an excellent wife you are.”
I laugh out loud and he rolls us so that I am on top of his body. I rest my head against his chest as I try to catch my breath.
His lips dust my forehead. “Don’t bother going to sleep.” His hand drops to between my legs and he spreads them so that they hang over each side of his large body, he starts to work me again, his three large fingers slide into my wet swollen flesh. “That was the entrée and this is a ten course meal.”