Page 10 of The Weight of Love

It really is a work of art.

I kneel down, slowly peeling them off her toned legs, one by one.

No panties…Oh my…

I stand back up and run my hand up the inside of her thigh to her core. She’s so wet for me. I gently slide two fingers into her pussy, then start pumping them more roughly, feeling her pussy clench tight around my fingers with anticipation.

Some part of my brain registers how tight she is, and I mentally note that I need to take my time with her.

I don’t let up until she’s begging me to let her cum. Only to bring her down and start all over again. Finally, I curl my fingers and hit that sweet spot while reaching around and pinching her clit with my other hand. She explodes, screaming my name.

“Nice to see you can be patient when you have to.”

She leans over the arm of the couch, exposing her ass at its absolute finest.

At the sight of that ass, my control snaps; I swiftly pull my pants down and thrust deep inside her. I know I should go slower and be gentler. Most women can’t handle my size, and she felt tight to begin with. But damn, I’ve lost all control. It’s like a wildfire burning through me, and I can’t hold back anymore. Not now.

To my surprise, she matches me, hips pushing back as I’m pushing in like she lives for being stretched to the brink. She does this grinding thing as we come together; that’s driving me wild and keeping me close to the edge; damned if I am going to cum now. I want more before I blow.

I slow my breathing, trying to regain control, using the techniques the military drilled into me. I force myself back from emptying myself into her, just enjoying the feeling of her body around me.

I can feel my orgasm growing everywhere in my body, starting low in my stomach and rising the longer I fight to keep from exploding. She’s moving quicker now, and I run my hand deep into her hair, pulling slowly but firmly, arching her head back as she bucks against me.

It takes two more thrusts, and she’s clenching and shaking around me and coming undone. I can feel every spasm, her pussy squeezing my cock over and over again. I continue thrusting slowly into her as she screams my name.

I step back, pulling out of her roughly, and spank her ass once for good measure, and she quivers in another shake of her orgasm.

“Can’t. Move. Legs.”

A low chuckle slips past my lips, and I lean forward, pick her up, and cradle her against my chest, still very hard and wanting to continue. I know she’s going to need a minute from the somewhat dazed look in her eyes as I turn her around and lift her up to set her on the arm of the couch again.

“Thanks.”

“Happy to be of service, ma’am.”

“You’ve got to stop ‘ma’am-ing’ me if you want to be in the driver’s seat, Cowboy. It’s far too close to ‘Mistress,’ and you’ll get yourself in an entirely different kind of situation.”

I can’t help but arch my eyebrow at that.

“I think I like you begging too much for that one, Darlin’.”

She bites her lip and pulls me closer, drawing me into another rough kiss. I drag her towards me, and we stumble around the arm of the couch.

She pushes me down to a seated position and kneels between my thighs. Running her hands up my thighs with feather-light touches that blaze like fire through my skin.

Her hands continue traveling up and over my abs, bunching my shirt over them as she raises it out of her way to nip and kiss her way up toward my chest. I lean forward, pull my shirt over my head, and toss it to the floor.

She looks up from studying the sight of my cock with a look that makes me want to fuck her all over again.

Holy shit, she’s sexy…far more than I have ever been able to imagine.

She starts using her hands and tongue, sucking and licking and causing the last pieces of any rational thought to slip from my mind rapidly.

She is definitely a pro at this, and despite my size, she still manages to take most of me in before I feel the back of her throat, her hands taking care of what doesn’t fit. She moans while moving up and down on my cock, and I can feel my body clenching in response.

“Stella… that feels so fucking good. You better stop now. I want to be inside you when I finally cum”

She pulls me out of her mouth with an agonizingly slow pause and finishes by swirling just the tip of her tongue around the head of my dick before looking me dead in the eye. I have never needed to be inside someone so much in my life.

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