Page 51 of As Angels Sin

He reaches breaking point, when I glide my tongue up the length of his shaft and stop against his head, giving it slow, wet kisses as if it were his mouth. I move higher, and suck the tip into mouth.

“That’s it,” he roars, and presses a flat palm against my tummy. I’m not sure what to expect, but with an arm press, he lifts me into the air, moves me over his head, and drops me onto his face.

The sudden release makes my whole body sink, head included, and Crue’s cock slams against the back of my throat. I gag around him, and the noise kickstarts his engines.

He wraps his arms around my body and pins me in place, while his tongue slithers over my sensitive clitoris. I howl over his cock, and the constriction from my sounds makes him moan against my pussy. His hot breath causes another sound to erupt from me, and so the cycle continues, as both of us drive pleasure into the other.

I cum savagely over his face, beginning to roll my hips forward and back over his tongue. Crue opens his mouth and gives me a long runway over its soft wetness.

Satisfied, and eager for the main event, I wriggle free from Crue’s grip and slowly slide my way down his body. He snatches at my hips as I go, trying to pull me back, but I don’t let him. It’s my turn to be in the driver’s seat. To take him and use him however I please.

Something tells me he understands this. If he was putting up a real fight, there’s no way I’d be able to do any of what I’m doing. I need this. I’ve felt helpless and hopeless for days. Lost and afraid, scared and sad, I have experienced every terrible feelingunder the sun. Now that he’s here, it’s all better. I know I’ll be okay.

I don’t stop sucking the tip of Crue’s dick until my approaching body arches my neck so far, I can’t keep it in place anymore. I get close enough to slide the thick rod between my breasts as I pass it, and Crue emits a long, intense groan.

“You doing alright back there?” I ask, gazing at him over my shoulder. And my good God, is he exquisite. His arms are flat on the bed, resting upward past his head. Like my favorite toy, which is now clutched between my fingers, they’re thick, muscular and veiny. His abs flex as he sucks in slow, deep breathes, trying to steady himself for what he knows is coming.

But most of all, his face is glistening face where I left a mess all over him. His mouth, unable to stay still as it sucks air in, makes a rattling noise with every gentle movement of my hand. And those big, green eyes stare at me expectantly.

“No,” he answers, honestly. “You’re frying my fucking brain.”

I giggle and lift myself upright.

“Then be prepared for them to be scrambled completely,” I say, slowly approaching his cock. Watching it tense up as my pussy nears. Still with my back to Crue, I start to lower myself onto him.

His tip presses against my entrance and threatens to knock down my entry. But I keep it there, moving both my hands onto Crue’s knees for support, giddily rocking my hips against his tip, to allow it to slowly slide deeper. But I make a wrong move that causes him to penetrate me more deeply than I unexpected, and the sudden fullness, as he stretches me open, makes me collapse.

“Ah, fuck.” I scream out and it reverberates throughout the entire cabin.

Crue’s hands dart forward and latch onto me, starting on my hips but quickly ascending up my sides and to my breasts. It takes a while for rush of pleasure that his cock slammed intome, to settle enough for me to move again. And while it radiates through my body, all I can do is sit there and take it. Like a good girl, as Crue keeps calling me.

He squeezes my breasts in his hands, and his cock flexes against my walls. My grip on his knees tightens. I want to scream, but I can’t. I am deprived of oxygen and still reeling from that first, initial thrust.

Every movement brings some new sensation I’ve never felt before. Maybe it’s the mindset I approached this with, or the angle of his girth inside, but whatever it is, it’s beyond my wildest dreams.

I’m about to come again, and he’s barely doing anything. As I do, muttering sounds and feeling my body start to shake, my walls tighten around Crue’s cock. In a flash, his hands descend back to my hips, and he starts to rock his lower body slowly.

Butslowlydoesn’t last long as Crue’s primal needs take over. His rotations and rocking turn into the first few thrusts from below. His hands tighten into my sides as he fights to stay in control of his actions. But it’s a losing battle, and has been ever since he slipped inside of me.

I manage to lift my body enough to give him room between thrusts. Crue helps by holding me up, while his length retracts to the tip, before he bucks his hips and slams every inch he has into me. His pace quickens until he’s slipping in and out of me with no pause between movements.

Then I feel it. The first sign of tension in his legs. The muscles flex beneath my fingers, stiffen to an ungodly tightness, and stay locked in place. His head snaps from side to side, almost as if he’s trying to say no. To will away the oncoming climax for a few more glorious seconds.

But he can’t. There’s no stopping now. He needs the release, and so I do.

“That’s it baby,” I coo, somehow managing to get the words out without choking on my own moans. “Cum for me. Fill me up. Please.” I sound frantic, frantic and needy, because I am. “I want it. Need it. Give it to me.”

His thrusts increase in pace and ferocity, alongside my begging. He roars in response, unable to find the words or to form sentences. It’s an animalistic sound, brutish and strong, just like my man.

He explodes inside of me, and as if it was the plug keeping his body coiled up, he collapses into a pool of relief, while the last ropes of his cum splash against my walls.

I giggle frantically and fall backwards on top of him. Crue wraps his hands around my belly, and starts kissing the back of my neck.

“Fuck, you’re amazing,” He stops his kiss briefly, panting heavily while he utters the words.

“I know,” I say with a false confidence I stole from Simone.

“You better,” he growls. “Not many people have this effect on me.”

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