Page 119 of Heart of Stone

I was astoundingly aroused. The dual sensation made my vision hazy, like a high that I had never before experienced. A fire spread through every fiber of my being and I began to shake uncontrollably. My knees threatened to buckle as the orgasm crashed around me in an everlasting massive explosion. I cried out, the sound echoing off the shower walls, completely lost in the throes of my climax.

Alexander stilled, allowing me a moment to catch my breath. Once I came down, I was able to feel his erection pulsing with unsatisfied need. I began to slowly move back and forth, milking his swollen cock with the quivering walls of my vagina.

“No, fuck – Krystina!” Alexander gasped and took a step backward, his thumb and cock unexpectedly leaving me, making me feel shockingly empty. I turned around, half expecting to be chastised for moving to much, only to find him half slumped against the shower wall, his face pinched with torment.

“What’s the matter?”

“No condom,” he explained.

Once again, I had carelessly forgotten.

“Oh,” I said, feeling deflated.

“Let’s move this party to the bedroom,” he said. His voice sounded strained as he reached to take my hand.

I smiled coyly at him, a different solution to the problem presenting itself.

“I have a better idea.”

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I watched Krystina come towards me, her eyes dark and smoldering with promise. She dropped to her knees, took the full weight of me in her hands, and wrapped her perfect lips around my cock. In an instant, any thoughts I had about taking her into the bedroom and tying her to my cross disappeared. I was surprised at how easily I allowed her to take control of the scene, but I certainly wasn’t going to argue with her.

“Oh, angel…you do that so good,” I whispered. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed deeper into her throat.

I glanced down, and found myself completely taken by the sight before me. Her normal mass of curls was plastered wet to her head, dripping water down her backside and over the curve of her ass. She was using one hand to brace her position by holding firmly onto my hip. The other hand was secured around the base of my cock, while she used her mouth to perform miracles of epic proportion. The vision she presented was hotter than all the flames in hell.

She looked up at me, her eyes burning with a secret that only she had the key to, and I wanted nothing more than to unlock this woman’s mysteries. She pulled back and ran a torturous tongue over the length of my erection, never once breaking eye contact with me. Then she did it again and again, flicking her tongue over the sensitive tip after every swipe.

I should punish her for that.

She was deliberately teasing me, showing me that she was now the one in control. It was a bold power play on her part, but it made me want her even more. I had lost. I was without any defense. Relinquishing all control over to Krystina, I leaned my head back against the shower wall and moaned. I could feel her smile form over my dick. Triumphant in her victory, she tightened her suction around me once more.

Her passion was unbreakable, taking me deep into the back of her throat over and over again. I was coming apart, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. I palmed her forehead to steady her, forcing her to look up at me.

“I’m going to come,” I warned her, my words sounding hoarse. “Its up to you whether or not you want it in your mouth.”

She seemed to think about it for a brief moment, then without saying a word, she pulled back and began pumping me with her hand.

Her movements were precise, fingers sliding deftly over the length of my shaft. A feeling of heightened awareness began to spread through me, intensifying the connection to the fiery woman that was on her knees before me. Then all at once, everything erupted into a moment of perfect clarity. Within seconds, my seed spurt out all over her chest, coating her nipples before being washed away by the water flow of the shower jets. It was a glorious sight to behold.

Energy spent, I lowered to sit on the floor beside her. Together we slumped against the wall, both utterly sated.

“That was pretty amazing,” she eventually said after we had caught our breaths. I reached up to push a wet lock of hair from her face and kissed her softly on the forehead.

“You are amazing, Krystina. Just when I think I might be pushing your limits, you ask for more.”

Her already flushed cheeks turned a deeper shade of crimson, spreading to the tips of her ears. I could tell that she was remembering how she had practically begged me to put my thumb in her ass. I had to suppress a smile. Never did I think she’d be open to any sort of anal, at least not right away. Given Krystina’s limited experience, I figured it was something that I’d have to work up to eventually. But now that the door was opened, I found myself wondering if I had underestimated Krystina’s limits. Perhaps I could push her further than I had initially thought.

“Don’t you ever run out of hot water?” she asked.

“Tankless water heater. I have an unending supply.”

“Brilliant,” she mused. “I’ll keep that in mind the next time I decide to shower here. But now, as much as it pains me to think about getting up from this floor, I really should be heading home. I never ended up texting Ally. My phone battery was dead.”

“Well, if we stay here much longer, we’ll end up shriveled like prunes. Come on. Up you go,” I said, getting to my feet and pulling her up along side of me. I leaned down to kiss her softly, my lips molding seamlessly to hers. “Thank you for a perfect morning, Krystina.”

“Mmm…,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around my neck. “It was kind of perfect, wasn’t it?”

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