Adrian’s POV
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I stare down at Skye, revelling in her pink–stained cheeks, her parted lips and panting breaths, her full, lush breasts<b>. </b>
Her body quivers in the aftermath of her climax.
She is radiant.
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My girl,my queen, lost in the pleasure I have provided.
I run the tips of my tongue across my lips. Her essence lingers there, ambrosial and alluring, ensuring that my hunger will never be sated. I will spend eternity craving more, more, more.
I crown her entrance once more and push in as carefully as <b>I </b>can, she bites her lips to stop herself from screaming.
“Don’t hold it in, Skye. ”
“Yes.” She agrees with a nod. I go back to what I’m doing. She starts writhing beneath me when I push in the tip of my cock into her tight little pussy. I can see it stretching to amodate it. She squeezes my hand and clutches my side, breath hitching. I pull out and she lets out a sigh of relief as she looks down.
“It’s so big.”
“I know, baby. I know.” I push just the tip of my dick in again and lower myself on her body.
I kiss her lips. I nt soft kisses all over face before kissing her lips again whilst trying to go deeper.
“Ahhh…” She moans in my mouth. I close my eyes and give one deep thrust, breaking through her barrier and all hell breaks loose. Her body wriths underneath mine and I have to wrap my arms around her to hold her still.
“I… I can’t. It’s too much.” I stay still in her as I nt more kisses on her face.
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“Just rx. Rx.” My words work like magic. She stops fighting me and stays still. I pull out and thrust into her again. I feel every inch of her slick inner walls as they glide around my shaft. That friction sent waves of pleasure through him, all of which wound tight and low in my belly.
It takes all my willpower to stop myself from thrusting into her too quickly. I want to savour this moment. The feeling of her body taking me inch by inch, of her cunt stretching around me, so wet, so tight, so hot. I want to relish the look of pleasure upon her face. I want to revel in her every reaction. The tiny twitches of her body, the sensual whimpers from the back of her throat, the fluttering of hershes, the parting of her lips with her shallow breaths.
She is perfect.
And she is mine.
Tension grips my limbs as my pleasure builds to a new, impossible height. My self–control is bound only by a fraying twine, and those sensations slice through each thread, one by one, until the restraints finally break.
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With a growl, I snap my hips forward, burying myself in her fully.
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Skye gasps and arches her back, brushing her hard nipples against my chest. I wrestle back my control, if only barely, and pause. Her pussy pulses around me; I can feel every tremor, no matter how small, every quiver, feel even the beating of her heart. She fits around <i>me </i>perfectly. Her body wees me, beckons me, begs me for more and offers everything in return.
All the desire roating in my soul like a ravenous beast, all the need, cannot not prevent me from appreciating this moment, this intimacy. Cannot prevent me from appreciating Skye.
All I have to do now is sink my canines into her neck and mark her and we’ll be one. But I won’t.
“You are mine alone.” I rasp, dipping my head to brush my lips across her forehead. Even that small movement causes enough friction to shake me to my core and quicken my heart.
Raising her knees, Skye tips her head back and trails kisses along my jaw toward my ear, where she whispers:
“Please don’t stop.”
I draw back my hips and lift my head. Staring into her eyes, I thrust again. This time, a shudder wracks us both.
“Oh God, I can feel those inches.” Skye lifts a hand to my face and strokes it before slipping her fingers into my hair.
Despite the overwhelming sensations flooding me, I am stricken with pride. The corner of my mouth quirks as I push into her again<b>. </b>
“My cock pleases you?”
“Very much,” She says with a moan. Her pussy clenches around my shaft upon my next withdrawal. That moan urges me on, and I continue pumping into my mate with slow, measured thrusts, each deeper than thest. She moves with me, flows with me, inplete
unison.
Our fingers remained tightlyced, neither of us willing to sever the connection.
“My Skye.” I rasp, my rhythm growing more urgent. She spreads her thighs wider and meets me thrust for thrust, weing me ever deeper. Her brows furrow, and her grip on my hand tightens. Her voice is strained, aching, and raw when she says, “I, I need you.”
“You have me.”
I drop my head and capture her mouth with mine as she tenses around me. She cries out, and I take that cry into myself eagerly. Her nails scrape my scalp, and her pussy contracts around my cock, sucking and pulling as heat rushes from her.
Her pleasure is my undoing.
My muscles seize, making my rhythm falter, and my breath catches in my throat. The pressure at my core swells, suddenly too great for me to bear, and each tiny movement of Skye’s body only intensifies the sensation. My thoughts are fractured. Everything I want. Everything I see and do, everything I experience and suffer, all of it breaks apart into meaningless shreds but for one thing…
A snarl rips out of my throat as cum erupts from me. My free hand darts to her hip, pinning her in ce<b>. </b>I continue pumping my hips forcefully, erratically, resisting the oblivion promised by my climax for as long <b>as </b>possible. <fndd30> Content originallyes from find[?]ovel</fndd30>
Wrapping her arm around my neck, Skye holds me tight as her body quivers<b>. </b>
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She squeezes her eyes shut and presses her forehead to mine. Curving my body over her, sheltering her, protecting her, I thrust into her one final time, burying my cock deep, and holding myself there while pleasurable shocks echo through us.
Unwilling to withdraw from her and relinquish the rapturous heat of her body, unwilling to sever our connection, I slip my arm behind her shoulders and roll onto my back, drawing her atop me. I wrap my arms around her, cocooning her in my embrace.
I will never let you go.
I could not bear it.
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