Page 41 of The Funnel to You

His fingers are inside me now as his mouth tastes me. Embarrassingly soon, I can feel the start of my climax.

“I’m so close, Matt.”

“I know, baby.” And he presses his fingers further inside me and curls them as he sucks on my clit. And I am gone. It hits me hard and fast and he doesn’t stop until the waves subside. I begin catching my breath just as he raises his head. I can see my arousal around his lips and on his chin. I am starting to second guess myself as he presses another kiss to the apex of my thighs and then begins his journey upwards.

“You don’t get to be embarrassed about any of that. That was amazing and I am not done with you yet.” He tells me as he stands and joins me on the bed. He pulls my body on top of his and I can feel how hard he is.

“That was absolutely incredible. But now I really need you inside me.” I confess in a whisper.

“I can definitely do that.” He rolls us over so he can grab a condom from his nightstand and then quickly removes his underwear so he can roll it on. I have never thought of a penis as beautiful, but his is. It’s smooth and hard and, God, do I want him inside of me.

“Can I?” I ask him as I reach forward to grip his length in my hand. I want to feel him before he’s inside me.

He passes the condom to me and it takes me a moment to figure out the right direction. He helps me get it set and then he’s back between my legs.

“Kiss me please.” I ask him as his fingers glide up and down my leg, touching my center on each pass. He doesn’t make me ask twice.

Moments later, he is pressing slowly inside me. It’s been literally years since I’ve felt something other than silicone or my own fingers between my legs and the stretch and pressure is incredible. Matt isn’t huge, but he’s enough, and he feels incredible. Six inches done right is really all I need and this man knows what he is doing.

“You are squeezing me so tightly, Sasha. This may not be very long before I come.” He breaths into my shoulder.

“You feel so good inside of me. As long as this feels as good for you as it does for me, I have no complaints about quick.” I tell him as I turn my head so I can kiss him. “Hopefully this isn’t a one-time thing.” I smirk at him and he just shakes his head lightly and chuckles in response.

His hand moves down to my breast and begins massaging me as he pulls on my nipple. I immediately feel myself coming closer to a second orgasm. His touch isn’t as gentle this time. And it’s exactly what I need.

“I figured you might like some nipple play while I was inside you. You are getting close again aren’t you?”

“Yes, don’t stop. Please.”

He begins moving inside of me. Slow movements but right where I need him as he continues massaging and pulling on my breasts with his hand. His lips are on my neck and my ear and my lips and I cannot get enough of him. I can tell he’s getting close when the intensity picks up in his movements.

He grabs one of my hands and positions it down to where we are joined.

“Help me get you there again, Sunshine. I know you’re close. Come with me please. I need my hands on you elsewhere.”

I put pressure on my clit as he puts his mouth on my nipple while his hand grabs the base of my neck and I explode. It’s too much and not enough all at the same time. I feel him pulse inside of me as I begin coming down from the high. His lips continue kissing my body, the light sheen of sweat on my chest, until he meets my lips again.

“You are absolutely incredible, and that was amazing.” He tells me.

“You will get absolutely no complaints from me.” I smile up at him.

We stay in each other’s arms for a moment and then take a few minutes to clean up and get in our pajamas.

That night I fall asleep sated and in his arms. And I know I’m going to sleep so well tonight.

Happy Halloween to me.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Matt

Iced Brown Sugar Oatmilk Shaken Espresso topped with Pumpkin Cold Foam

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Image Description: Photo of my kitchen counter and sink with minimal dishes left over from last night and a small bowl of candy.

Iwake up to the smell of berries and a wonderful weight on top of me. Sasha is draped over my body with her head right underneath my chin. I’m holding her with my left arm under her body and my right hand on her shoulder. I start gently stroking her arm and playing with her hair and just take in the morning. I love this woman. I have for a while. And she’s finally here. In my bed. With me. She’s mine. When I took the job this summer, I was hoping it would end up here, but whereas I can manipulate algorithms and data, I can’t manipulate people. This had to be all her and me. And I was enough.

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