“You have no idea how bad I want you.”
“I want you too,” I spoke with bated breath.
He pulled back the sheets and laid me down. Hovering over me, his hand swept over my breast, down my torso, and to my aching wet spot. He hissed as he cupped me and then slowly dipped a finger inside. My body jolted with excitement as I spread my legs wider apart and thrust my hips up. He smiled down at me and his lips clamped around my breast.
“You’re so wet and you feel so good,” he moaned as his thumb made circles around my swollen clit.
This feeling, sensation, and euphoria that ripped through my body was mind blowing. It had been so long since I’d felt this. His finger moved inside of me, then slowly in and out. I threw my head back as an orgasm stormed through me and moaned like never before. As I placed my hands on his head, his tongue slid down my abdomen and down to my pussy, where he skillfully explored my soaking wet area with his mouth. I took in a sharp breath and then moaned out his name.
“Oh God, Jack.”
I forgot everything about myself in that moment. I was lost in him and I couldn’t find my way back. He stood up and took down his silk boxers, releasing his large, throbbing, hard cock. He wasn’t kidding about the XL condom size. Jesus. What a gift this man was blessed with. I stared at it as he reached into his nightstand and pulled out a condom. My hand extended out and my fingers softly wrapped around his girth. A groan rumbled from his chest as his breath hitched. As he tore the wrapper with his teeth, I let go of his manhood and he carefully slipped the condom on. Hovering over me once again, he leaned down and passionately kissed me.#p#分页标题#e#
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.” I brought my hand up to his face.
He placed his cock at my entrance and slowly pushed inside me. We both moaned.
“Fuck, Lorelei. You feel so fucking good.”
“So do you,” I spoke as I wrapped my legs around his waist, forcing him deeper inside me. I won’t lie and say it didn’t hurt because it did. But it was a good hurt and one I’d be feeling for a while.
He moved in and out of me with ease while his mouth explored my neck. My arms wrapped around him tightly as if I was afraid to let go. Light moans escaped me as my heart raced and my skin became dewy. His rhythm, his movement, and his overall passion sent my body into another orgasm.
“Ah, Lorelei. That’s what I love to feel, baby. Give me everything you have,” he panted as I yelped and released myself to him.
He slowed his thrusting and pushed one last time deep inside me while straining and calling out my name. His body collapsed on top of mine and our soaked skin melted us into one. I could feel his heart racing with mine as he interlaced our fingers and brought them over my head. We lay there in silence as we regained our normal breathing.
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Jack
I wanted nothing more than to stay buried deep inside her. It bothered me that she hadn’t had sex in seven years. It shouldn’t have, but it did. What secret was she hiding? What was it that she wasn’t telling me? Nobody goes that long without having sex. It isn’t humanly possible. I lifted my head and looked into her blue eyes. They displayed a happiness inside. Smiling at her, I let go of her hands and brushed a strand of hair out of her face.
“How are you feeling?”
She took in a deep breath. “Wonderful.”
“Good. That’s how I want you feel.”
I pulled out of her, climbed off the bed, and walked into the bathroom. After disposing of the condom and walking back into the bedroom, I stopped and stared at her as she lay on her side, her back to me and with the sheet covering her. This was the part I was dreading; kicking her out and sending her home. Walking over to the other side of the bed, I sat down and ran my finger down her arm.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No.” She smiled. “Not at all. You were amazing.”
You can do it, Jack. Tell her you had a good time. Thank her for coming over and send her home in a cab.
“Thank you. You were equally amazing.” I stroked her hair.
She sat up, letting the sheet fall down. “I should go,” she spoke.
“Yeah. I guess so.”
This didn’t mean anything. I’d wanted to fuck her since the moment I saw her, and now that I had, she could leave like the rest of the women did.
She climbed out of my bed and picked up her panties off the floor.
I watched her as she slipped them on and then grabbed her dress. I’d brought her up to my room. That meant something. I didn’t want her to leave and I didn’t want to be alone. The thought of her leaving did something to me inside. It created an ache that I didn’t like.