Page 19 of Rekindled Heat

So I do as he says. I put my arms and legs around him, and then he thrusts inside me. A gasp comes out of me at the delicious invasion. He's balls-deep inside me, and I feel whole for the first time in twelve years.

"Is this okay?"

"Mmhmm."

"Bran, can I move?"

"If you don't, I'll kick your ass."

He chuckles at that and starts moving slowly, in and out. He lifts himself, and he just stares at me as if I'm the most beautiful vision he's ever seen. I move my hand up and down his back, feeling the power in his muscles every time he thrusts inside me. My legs are tight around him making sure our connection is strong.

I pull him back to me so that we can kiss. Each one of his kisses makes me melt, and I want more of that. The feeling goes hand in hand with how he possesses me right now with his hard length. He's relentless in his movements and I nearly stop moving, wishing this moment will never end. But every thrust brings me closer and closer to the edge.

It's as if he's taken control of my body. All I do is respond to the sweet torment of this welcome invasion. I swear he could be a Viking, the way he's pillaging my body. I feel my body get closer and closer to its climax.

"Erik, I'm so close."

"Yes, baby girl. That's it. Come all over my cock, right now. Do it."

That's all it takes for me to dissolve into a million little pieces of pleasure. My pussy pulses around his cock like it wants to milk him, but I'm surprised when he just keeps fucking me like there's no tomorrow. After he rides me through the aftershocks of my orgasm, he pulls away from me and sits back on his knees.

His cock is still hard as steel, and I lick my lips with desire. Soon, I'll get to taste it, but Erik is looking at me like a feral beast.

"Get on your hands and knees. I want to fuck you from behind, baby girl."

My heart drums a mile a minute, but I quickly do as he orders. This position makes me feel vulnerable, but when I feel his hands on my ass, I can finally take a breath. Then I inhale sharply when I feel his tongue tease my entrance from behind. And boy, what a talented tongue that is. So much so that in just a minute, he's got me panting and whimpering and ready for another orgasm.

"Erik, I can't."

He stops for a second and licks the crack of my ass. Then, his deep voice sounds all around me.

"You can, and you will."

With that declaration, he licks me like a starved man, and before I know it, another orgasm is going through my body. I scream out an obscenity and fall to my elbows, face against the pillow on the bed. That's when I feel the tip of his cock against my entrance again, and this time I know I need to grab onto something, or he’ll sweep me away.

All I can find is the edge of the mattress, and I hold on for dear life.

"Baby girl, you're so tight around me. I've never felt this before in my life. It's like you're made for me."

His words, more than anything, make me blush. Yes, that's right. I was made for him and only him. I love feeling our bodies joining every time he thrusts inside me. But then his arms go around me, and he pulls me back up. He kisses the side of my neck and starts sucking me hard enough to leave a mark there.

The arms around me make me feel owned, and as he keeps sliding in and out, I wonder how I survived all these years without him. His hand slides to the apex between my legs and teases my clit in a slow circular motion. Erik Nelson knows how to play my body like an instrument, and I don't know if I will be able to look at him the same way again.

His thrusts grow faster and wilder, and every penetration goes deep inside me.

"One more, baby girl. Give it to me. Milk my cock."

"Yes, Erik, yes."

My third orgasm takes me fully by surprise. The pleasure is all-encompassing, and my pussy clamps down on his steel rod so as to never let it go. This brings on Erik's release. The condom overflows with his cum, and we fall forward onto the bed. I don't mind his weight on my back, and we stay like that for what seems like forever.

Erik gets up to get rid of the condom in the bathroom and comes back with a couple of towels. A small one to clean me between my legs and a big one to put between me and the wet spot we just created on the bed. Wild in bed and thoughtful to boot. He goes to the other side of the bed and climbs in behind me. I'm the little spoon in this arrangement, and I love it.

"That was…" He says.

"Amazing."

"Out of this world, for sure. I don't remember it being that way before."

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