Page 35 of Another Postcard

He climbed back onto the bed, lying on his stomach in the V my body created. The anticipation of what he was going to do had me strung tighter than a bow, leaving no room for being self-conscious. Slowly, touching all of my skin along the way, he moved his hands to my center and used his thumbs to part my lower lips.

“You’re so wet, baby. Fuck, knowing I do that to you makes me go a little crazy,” he murmured. “I love how pink you are here, it’s so fucking pretty.” In the next second, he was licking a path up the center of my sex with the flat of his tongue. I cried out at the intense sensations. I was already so primed and on edge that I started to spiral up, sparks shooting through my body. I tensed, attempting to squeeze my thighs together and hold off my orgasm. “Brooklynn, look at me.” His voice was suddenly serious and commanding. I pried my eyelids open and tried to focus on him. “Don’t hold back from me, do you understand?” I nodded. Or at least, I thought I did. “I want to hear every moan, every whimper, every scream, I want to know I’ve driven you so wild that you can’t keep anything bottled up and unless I tell you otherwise, don’t fight coming. If I want you to come, you will give it to me. And I want to hear you screaming in ecstasy while you do.”

His words drove me farther up the cliff until I was balancing precariously on the edge. Still holding my pussy open, he licked again and again, then circled my clit before sucking it hard. I gave myself up to my instincts, screaming his name as I shattered. He continued to lick and suck, not allowing me to fall far before he drove me swiftly back up and over again. Finally, he sat up, wiping my juices off of his chin and licking it from his hand. “I’m never going to have enough of eating your pussy, baby. So be prepared for it to happen a lot.” He grinned and came up on all fours to crawl over me and lay his lips over mine. I tasted myself on him when our tongues twisted around each other and we both moaned.

I was still shivering with aftershocks from my two orgasms, but his kiss fanned the fire in my core. With a last heated glance, he got to his feet by the bed then sat down to remove his shoes and socks. I gasped at the gorgeous tattoo that took up almost the entirety of his back. It was a phoenix, rising from the ashes, but in this case, the “ashes” were made of music notes. I sat up to inspect it a little closer and saw that if you were really looking for them, you’d see music notes built into the design of the phoenix itself as well. “Wow. Levi, your ink is amazing.” He glanced at me over his shoulder with a happy smile before standing again.

That man had a spectacular ass, especially in a pair of well-worn jeans.But fuck me running, his naked butt was nothing short of perfection. Then he turned around and I got to see where the front of the tattoo ended. Right at his…oh sweet mercy. I swallowed hard as I got my first real look at his cock. I knew he was big, I’d felt it many times.Understatement of the year.It was huge. Levi was hung like a fucking horse. I was no small pony but, fuck, I still wasn’t sure he’d fit.

“Lie back, baby,” he interacted gently, dragging my attention from his shaft. Mostly. I met his gaze and he bit back a smile, gesturing to the bed. “Go on.” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Stop freaking out, baby”—his voice turned soothing—“and trust me to take care of you.”

I did as I was told and scooted up the bed before lying down. He grabbed a condom from the pocket of his pants and rolled it on. With that taken care of, he came down over me and covered me from head to toe, resting on his forearms on either side of my head and his body hovering just inches over mine. Heat radiated from his skin and his scent invaded my lungs, building my passion back up in an instant. He bent his head and kissed me until I forgot everything then he dropped down and our skin ignited wherever it touched. I felt like I’d been tossed into the sky during a firework show on the Fourth of July.

“Fuck, you feel good, Brooklynn,” he sighed. I spread my legs farther apart to accommodate his size as his pelvis pressed against mine. “I’ve been dreaming of this since the moment I first saw you.”

“Me too,” I admitted with a whimper when he rocked his hips.

“Yeah?” he asked, sounding delighted.

“Don’t let it go to your head, pretty boy,” I managed to quip.

He thrust his groin forward. “Oh, it’s gone to my head baby, just not the one on my shoulders.”

I would have laughed if he hadn’t dived down and sucked as much of one breast into his mouth as he could, his opposite hand going to the other, twisting and plucking my nipple. I was so caught up in what he was doing to me that I didn’t notice he’d shifted, until I felt the broad head of his cock pushing in. I tensed as it stretched me, a little painful, but bearable. He switched breasts and continued to work his way in, centimeter by centimeter, stopping to let me adjust periodically. “You’re so big, Levi,” I whimpered.

“Trust me, baby,” he groaned before taking my mouth in a deep, consuming kiss. One of his hands slid between us, down to where we were joined. He continued to ravish my mouth while he began to toy with my little bundle of nerves. He swirled around it, passed lightly over it, and essentially drove me out of my mind with need.

“Levi,” I snapped.

“What,” he grunted. “What do you want, baby?”

“I want you to stop teasing me. Make me come.”

His fingers immediately honed in on my clit, his face returning to my breasts. He pressed hard on the little nub in my pussy and I cried out as the fire built to epic proportions. His hips had stilled, but I was barely paying them any attention anyway. He treated my clit to the same attention he’d given my nipples, pinching and plucking until I was writhing in ecstasy, then he pinched it incredibly hard, while biting down on my nipple and I screamed at the top of my lungs. I plunged head first into the strongest orgasm I’d ever had, multiplied by at least a hundred. My hands dug into his shoulders as I held on for dear life.

Levi shouted and pain suddenly sliced through the fog and I cried out at the feeling of my insides being ripped apart. At the same time, I was still in the throes of my orgasm, my body in a tug of war between pleasure and pain. As the waves receded, I felt my pulse pounding between my legs, still feeling a sharp ache with each throb, though it was getting duller with every minute that passed.

I realized Levi was practically frozen above me, sweat beading on his forehead, his face hardened with concentration. With both of us still, he slowly opened his eyes and studied me. “I hated hurting you, baby. I’m so sorry.” Lifting my head, I brushed a wet kiss over his mouth.

“I’m okay.”

“I knew if you were coming, it would help mask the pain, but, I’m so fucking big I still had to work my way in after I broke through.” He dropped his forehead to my chest. “It took everything I had in me to stay still once I was all the way in”—he groaned like he was in agony—“the feel of your pussy clamping down while you came. Fuck, I wasn’t sure I could keep from thrusting while you adjusted to my size.”

I shifted experimentally and he sucked in a breath like I’d sucker punched him. “Tell me I can move, baby. Fuck, fuck, please,” he begged.

The pain had been barely there when I moved before, when I did it again, pleasure radiated from where we were joined throughout my entire body. I’d never felt anything so blissful and so intimate. “Wow, that felt amazing,” I breathed.

“Thank fuck!” he shouted as he picked up a slow, but steadily increasing rhythm, his head falling back and his eyes shut. “Fuck, baby, your pussy is so tight. Fuck! Yes! Fuck, fuck! Tilt your pussy, baby. Fuck yeah!”

His spew of dirty talk was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard and it sent shivers skittering down my spine and tightening my inner walls. “Levi! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!” I screamed as I felt the buildup reaching its peak.

“Fuck, Brooklynn, you really do like it dirty, don’t you,” he growled. “I can feel your pussy tightening when I talk. Oh, yeah, baby, fuck! Just like that, yes! Fuck!” Levi started driving in fast and hard, the bed smacking into the wall with every thrust. I slapped my hands down on his granite ass and held tight, and when my nails dug into his flesh he bellowed, “Oh shit! Fuck!” Then he opened his eyes and looked down at me, his body still bucking into mine wildly. “Come, baby. Do it for me now. Feel my cock filling you full and let it drive you over the edge. I need to feel it again, I want your pussy to milk my cum and suck it dry.” Like he knew it would, his filthy mouth tipped me over.

He got to his knees and wrapped my legs around his waist, then leaned over and grabbed onto the headboard, holding it for leverage as he slammed into me over and over. Until at last, he gripped my hips and yanked me forward as buried himself inside me as deep as possible. He roared so loud my ears started ringing and I felt hot spurts of cum filling the condom inside me. He continued to pulse and release more more seed until he finally collapsed on top of me. He was heavy, but it felt amazing, cocooned in his strength, both of us replete and exhausted.

After a few minutes, he rolled onto his back, taking me with him so I was sprawled over him, our bodies still tightly joined.

“Brooklynn, that was the single most incredible thing that has ever happened to me.” His quiet, awe-filled statement made me practically glow with happiness.

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