Page 120 of Light Up The Night
"You love taking it all like a good girl, don't you?"
With each new demand from Riley, arousal pulses hotter inside me, swelling and surging until I do not know how much more I can take, and yet I am still touching my clitoris and I am shaking and quaking and wailing as he pounds into me, and his powerful abs contract with each thrust, and I watch my pussy swallow his cock with greedy delight.
"Yes," I answer, when I have caught my breath. "I love how your semen tastes."
He huffs a laugh. "Cum, honey. Call it cum."
I blush at this, which I realize is ridiculous, after all the other filthy things I've said. "I love the taste of your cum, Riley Crowe."
He seems to lose himself, then, head hanging as he thrusts faster and faster. "Fuck, baby. Your pussy is so tight, Cadie—so fucking wet for me."
"It's you," I answer. “Youmake my pussy wet. It's wet for you, my love."
He feels me spasming, then, as my flying fingers stutter on my clitoris. I feel my walls clench around him, and I know he feels it—he grunts as I squeeze him. I exert control over my vaginal muscles, squeezing as hard as I can, and he bucks when I do so, fucking into me helplessly. "I’ve never felt anything like this. It's never,everbeen as good as this. Never."
I lose control as my orgasm detonates at long last. It is a nuclear explosion in my core, white-hot and furious, and there are no words for the intensity of it. I can only scream a hoarse, ragged cry as he pounds into me, and I feel my pussy pulsing around him so tightly he growls, slowing his pace. "Fuck, the way your pussy squeezes, baby. It’s so good, so damn good.”
I clench. "Like this?" I gasp.
He arches with a brutally hard thrust that smashes the breath from my lungs and sends my orgasm to shattering new levels of ecstasy. "FUCK!"
I do it again, with the same response—I feel a new wave of orgasm break open in my belly as he thrusts into me, and then again, and again, and Riley is frantic, now, frenzied and wild and I cannot look away, dare not breathe or blink so as to not miss a single second of watching Riley finally relinquishing the last of his self-control.
My orgasm wrenches me to helplessness, and now all I can do is give myself to him, holding on to his forearms as he fucks me with absolute abandon, and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever felt, ever seen, ever known. I cry out in shrill screams as he fucks me, a scream for each wild thrust, and now I feel his cock pulse inside me, and his massive, powerful muscles are sheened with a coat of sweat.
"RILEY!" I shriek.
His jaw drops open, and his eyes lock with mine and I refuse to look away, knowing his release is here. "Cadie! Cade—Cadence, oh god, oh fuck, ohgodohgod, baby, I…oh god. I love you, Cadence, fuck I love you!”
I reach between our bodies and find his balls as he pushes deep and I caress them as he thrusts deeper, lifting up and pushes closer so his thighs crush into my ass and he pushes deeper, grunting and groaning and growling and shaking all over, and then he throws his head back and shouts wordlessly, slamming deeper yet until he is as deep as my body will allow.
"Riley, look at me, my love. Look at me when you come."
His eyes snap open and he is on another plane of existence, utterly lost to his ecstasy, and I am still coming, or perhaps coming again as he finds his release inside me. "Cadence…my love, my love."
He withdraws, gasping, only to thrust into me again with a ragged, shaky exhale, his whole body trembling and sweating.
I slip my legs off of his shoulders and wrap them around his waist again, hugging him with my thighs, and pull his face to mine and kiss him until we're both panting and dizzied.
His arms shake as if he cannot support his weight any longer. His eyes are fraught, shimmering with emotion so intense words could not begin to express it all. "Cadie, I—I…”
"Come here," I whisper, pulling him down to my chest. "I know, my love. Me too."
He resists for a moment and then collapses onto me. I accept his weight eagerly, cradling him against my breasts, and I caress his scalp, his neck, his shoulders, his back, his bottom, everywhere my hands can reach as he lays upon me, gasping for breath.
"I'm crushing you," he murmurs. "But I can't move."
"You are not crushing me," I whisper. "I don't wish for you to go anywhere."
He lays in the cradle of my thighs, face pillowed on my breasts, his breathing slowing as I caress his beautiful, hard, powerful body. "I didn't know it could be like that," he whispers, after a time I do not even attempt to measure.
Hours, minutes? Who cares?
"Was that…" I trail off and try again to express the question on my mind. "For me, that was as close to heaven as one can get without dying, I think. I have never known such joy, Riley. I…I just…I can only hope I was able to please you as well as you have me."
"I'm fuckin’shattered, honey," he mumbles. "Can’t even move."
And then, rousing himself with obvious effort, he rises to his elbows and gazes at me, tucking flyaway curls behind my ears. "I don't know the right words, Cadence. Saying that was the best sex of my life fallswayfuckin' short. I swear I saw God."
