Page 48 of Light My Fire

That seems to encourage him. He takes an even longer stroke. I feel my hips arch closer on their own.

Another stroke and I feel the friction start tingles spreading.

“More, Wyatt.”

He strokes even longer, then picks up the pace. I gasp. “Oh,yes.”

“You’re good?” he asks, practically panting.

“So good.” I look up and meet his gaze. “This feelsreallygood now.”

“Jesus, thank you god.” He laughs lightly, then leans in and kisses me. He drags his mouth to my jaw, then down my neck. “I’m sorry it was so tight, but you’re doing so good,” he praises. “You’re taking me so well.”

Thoseare magic words. My pussy clenches around him and I gasp.

“Oh, you like that?” he asks, against my neck. I feel him smile.

“Yes, talk to me some more,” I tell him.

“Gladly. You’re so tight and you feel so fucking good.”

He thrusts again and I feel the ripples of pleasure deep, deep inside.

“This tight, sweet body is taking all of me now. You’re such a good, good girl. I know it’s so tight, darling, but god this is so good. You’re milking me so well. I just want to fill this hot cunt up over and over again.”

Heat and lust rush through me. “Oh, god, Wyatt.” I dig my fingers into his ass.

“Yes, sweet thing, that’s right. Say it again. Tell me who’s fucking you first and so, so well.”

“Wyatt,” I gasp.

“That’s it. The first cock to stretch this perfect cunt is mine and you’re not gonna forget that.”

He’s thrusting deep and slow, and I feel iteverywhere,I swear.

“Faster, Wyatt,” I say. It’s just afeeling. I wantmore.

He picks up the pace. “Oh, that’s my girl,” he says.

My whole body feels melty at that.

“That’s my girl, taking it all, wanting more.”

“Yes, please, harder.”

“Jesus,” he groans.

But he does as I ask and he starts fucking me faster and harder. His huge hand still grips my ass, lifting me against him as he thrusts forward. I grip his ass and hang on.

“Yes, Wyatt, yes!”

“I could fuck you for days and not get enough of you.”

I feel my orgasm gather quickly, tight and hot, deep in my pelvis. “Wyatt!”

He tips me somehow and his pubic bone hits my clit as he thrusts, and after only three more strokes, I’m coming apart.

“Yes, oh! Wyatt!” I call out, loudly, without thought.

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