He was still driving deep into me, his eyes searching mine and every now and then I felt like he found what he was looking for. “You’re not done yet, not by a longshot,” he murmured. I tried to raise my head but he tightened his grip on my arms. It snuck up on me and caught me blindsided, until I was panting for breath and wondering what the hell just happened, the world spinning deliciously.
With his other hand he brought me to an orgasm that rocked me from the inside out. He leaned forward and held my arms still above my head, as if I would try and get away, like I was some prey of his. He groaned in response, his breath getting caught in his throat. I leaned back into the ground, raising my hips higher. He came at me over and over again until I was certain he was trying to nail me to the ground, and then his fingers found their way inside me as well, circling around his shaft and tracing my edges. They had their power over me for too long and though that battle was far from being over, my body won.ĭex started driving in, his hands tight on the sides of my hips and he pushed forward, each pump harder than the last, a light sheen growing on his forehead, his eyes dark with determination and totally lost in a lust I rarely saw in him. But somehow I was able to push those thoughts to the very back and stripped them of their power. My brain wanted to think about the last time and what happened then, it wanted to compare. I felt no pain at all, just an expansion, like this was how it was supposed to be.
He squeezed into me and our breaths became shorter, the sweat between us increasing. As dumb as it might have seemed, I felt whole. I felt fulfillment, an answer to that other night when I felt hollow.
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