Because Of Love

“Contrary to what you think, I’m not easy. Now get out,” she responded, venom in her voice, and she began to push him away in earnest, wiggling to get down.

“That’s all I needed to know.”

Before she could succeed in getting down, he pushed into her with his middle finger, his thumb pressing down on her swollen clit. She jumped, her legs tensing around his waist.

“What are you doing?” she choked out on a gasp.

He moved his finger around searchingly as his thumb circled the throbbing nub. Her mouth fell open and she sucked in a shaky breath, tension lines appearing around her eyes.

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She sucked in a breath when he pulled his finger out and pushed it back in.

“I think you can do better,” she rasped then shifted.

He chuckled softly when he felt her press against the heel of his hand.

He took in the nipple that was yet to get his attention into his mouth and suckled, teasing the tight sensitive tip with tongue. It wasn’t long before she began to shake, bucking against him as she rode his finger as he devoured her breast. The grip she had in his hair grew so tight he was sure she was bound to give him a bald spot and yet still, he loved that biting pain. Each tug shot right to his groin and his pants got even tighter. His body grew flush with heat and began to shake with unfulfilled need. He had to get inside her and, thankfully, he didn’t have to battle a pair of trousers this time to do it. He freed his other hand from her thigh and quickly began to work on his pants, unbuckling the belt and undoing the button. Just as he pushed down the zipper, he remembered the condom in his wallet. To get to it he would have to pull out of her. He smiled against the cushion of her breasts just imagining how annoyed she would be when he did. He could tell she was on the verge of coming. He didn’t believe she liked being teased and he would have done just that to torture her if it wasn’t ready to explode himself. He pulled away from her and reached for his wallet from his back pocket. She protested the separation like he knew she would and added on by yanking at his hair harder. He winced, quickly rolling the sleeve down his engorged member. He wanted to just stuff her in retaliation but her lack of experience made him think twice.

“You’re not a virgin are you?” he demanded to know, his entire body tight as a pulled string bow ready to release the arrow.

“You’re asking that now? Sorry, but you’re a few years late to that party, now would you just do it!”

“Come vuoi,” he responded, pushing her panties to the side and out of the way and proceeded to thrust into her, her body jerking up from the force. She made a choking sound, her hands moving frantically over his back, hitting at his shoulder and her nails scraping at his skin as they moved. Her shaking thighs clamped around his waist, the heels of her feet jerking against his back, pushing him forward, against her.

His mouth fell open with a choked gasp at how tight that entry was. He pressed his forehead to her temple as he fought for control. He wanted to lose himself inside her, to let go and just ravage her until they were both mad with pleasure but he couldn’t just yet. As his body trembled, he struggled to take slow, even breaths. One wrong move and it would be over even before it began. She screamed and for a moment he thought he’d hurt her but her body immediately began to convulse. He clenched his jaw hard and buried his face in the nape of her neck, holding himself perfectly still as her pussy milked him in her orgasm.

He knew this would happen. The slightest touch and she erupts. He would love to watch her come, to see her face contour in pleasure as her breasts wiggled like jelly. Just the feel of them trembling against his chest, the tight nipples graving over his wired skin was driving him mad enough. If he paid attention to her tickling clit rubbing against the base of his dick he would be done for.

Don’t come! he yelled at himself inwardly as she bucked against him in her seizure, moving up and down his painfully throbbing dick, in and out of her convulsing wet pussy.

Not yet, not yet! His stomach clenched and he jerked, making her tighten around him, drawing out her orgasm. His eyes closed on their own volition and a deep guttural moan escaped from the back of his throat. He should have waited until she was done, until she was comfortable with him inside her. When he could let go, fuck her and not hurt her.

No, not going to happen! His body was already shaking with restrained release. He wouldn’t last long or even at all if he didn’t move now.

With one arm around her waist to hold her in place, the other his hand clamping on her shoulder to pull her down with each stroke he pounded into her like a jackhammer set on high speed. He was losing control, no he had already lost it. At first, but to be fair, he couldn’t recall the last time he was this aroused. He gritted his teeth in an attempt to hold back his release. He hadn’t been inside her long enough or even as long as he normally was, but he recognized nothing about any of this was normal. Not his attraction to her or his need for her, or how he craved just to see her nor her scent that drove him nuts. Not especially the peace a simple glimpse of her gave him. He wanted to spend forever inside her but that wasn’t up to him as his body began to shake and grow tense.

Talia’s arms and legs tightened around him and only then did he realize he wasn’t the only one about to fall off the cliff. He winced when she tightened painfully around him as her second trip to nirvana began, drawing out his own release. His hips surged up one last time, burying his cock deep into her convulsing pussy and he came so hard that he dropped to his knees, completely robbed of strength. The breath knocked out of his body in the most intense orgasm he’d ever had. There was no way in hell he was ever going to let her go after this. He was keeping her, damn the consequences.