Page 91 of The Stars in the Sky
After thrusting hard for a while, he slowed his pace, snaking a finger down to my clit. "I could go on, but I think I'll let you come now."
He rubbed me on the outside of my pussy, while filling me from within, and the tension built up, and oh, oh, oh, finally, finally, a release. I screamed, my body vibrating, my pussy vibrating, my hips raised and pressed against him, riding out the biggest orgasm in the history of the planet. It tilted the galaxies.
I saw stars.
But he didn't let go, and another one was on its heels and holy shit, I came again, not as big but sweet and beautiful, and I screamed again.
After all this time, after this wait, after all the tension that we felt over the past two weeks, having him inside me was so heavenly, hitting the right parts, repeatedly, over and over, as he fucked me against the hay.
Fucking brilliant.
He didn't last long, slippery from my juices and the lube, and hard for days. He increased his thrusting into me at a serious, marked pace, all the feelings, all the nerves tingling, and then he released in a huge shudder, collapsing into my back, pushing me into the blanket.
We breathed together, his flat belly going into my butt, his chest on my back, his mouth on my neck.
After a bit, he pulled out and ran his hands down my sides.
Then he untied my wrists, massaging them gently. And then he untied my ankles, doing the same. And then he gathered me, naked, into his lap as he sat down on the hay, my arms wrapped around him, my legs across his lap. I snuggled into his neck and kissed it, knocking his hat off again.
"That wasn't all that kinky, Will."
He smiled. "I know. I was just breaking you in. That was only the first round."
