Page 47 of Slow Burn (Forbidden Heat 2)

As he held me in his arms, I felt the love and support emanating from him in waves onto me. I never wanted to leave this place. But I knew I had to go. And just one last time, I wanted the man I loved to make love to me.

“I’d say this calls for a celebration,” I said. I walked towards the bedroom stripping my clothes off. By the time I was mid hallway, I was totally nude. Gary’s eyes widened with lust and then he started taking his own clothes off.

I walked into the bedroom and then I waited for him. When Gary arrived, he was now nude as well. His hard cock was standing up in the air, protruding from his hard, muscular body. I was so ready for him.

“Sit on the edge of the bed,” I said.

“Yes, ma’am,” Gary said with a smile. He sauntered over and sat down there in front of me.

I crouched to my knees and grabbed his cock in my hand. I held his huge dick, massaging it, grasping at his large sack below with my other hand, and watching his overall package grow with excitement. I licked my lips in anticipation and then slowly slid my tongue up the underside of his prick, taking a long, steady lick of him. He quivered and smiled as I proceeded to lick him.

“Shit, that’s good,” Gary moaned.

“You like that, do you?” I asked. “Good. That’s sweet.”

Gary smiled as I held his hard prick in my hand. I was squeezing it now, stroking it up and down. He was growing towards maximum girth in my grip. It was a beautiful thing to watch and experience.

“Do you want me to suck it?” I asked.

“Oh, yes… please…” Gary begged.

I took the head of his dick between my lips, sucking it slowly into my mouth, really drawing it into me. It tasted so damn delicious. It was a head rush like no other to have his sweet, dick in my hot, wet mouth. I sucked it hard, pulling him into me as far as I could manage, letting the tip of his prick move slowly down towards the back of my throat. I loved to deep throat his cock. It was the most amazing feeling to me. I knew he loved it and that gave me this intense rush of power that made me so wet I could hardly stand it. I smiled as I slid my tongue around his epic prick and licked up the delicious flavor.

He was bucking his hips now, feeding his dick to me a little bit more at a time, as if he was trying to be careful not to go too far, too fast. I was going to take control of him. He didn’t have to worry about a thing.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and then went right back down on it pushing my mouth to the base of his erection. His stiff cock was probing the back of my throat now sliding down into my trachea. I was almost to the point of gagging, but I was able to hold on and keep that reflex from happening. I loved this far too much to ever gag or choke on it.

My head was bobbing up and down on it faster and faster now, really working up that sweet rhythm. I could feel his body growing warmer, his balls starting to vibrate slowly under my grip, and his cock trembling under my touch as I draped my tongue over the top of him and then licked up the bottom. All the while, my teeth were gliding right over his head just to give him that sweet, sharp sensation he liked. The air of danger had to be real. That was important for him.

I pulled him from my mouth and watched his sweet dick dancing around in the air. It wanted something else from me. And I was more than happy to give him what he needed.

I climbed onto the bed, straddling Gary and slid his cock into my tight pussy as I came down slowly, impaling myself on his stiffnes

s. I gasped at the feeling of such a huge cock being inserted into me. It was always so tight at first that I thought I wouldn’t be able to take it, but after a few minutes, I warmed up nicely. And it was perfect.

I rode up and down on his cock, bouncing with a swinging, but gentle effort. He loved every single second of it. His eyes were rolling back up inside his head. He was all smiles, his body rocking with me as he bounced with me. He thrusted his cock into me as fast as he could from the bottom, pushing into me with the greatest of ease thanks to the gushing juices that dripped from my now elated pussy.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and steadied myself as I rode him hard. I bucked my hips up and down on him as fast as I could now, grinding on him, making him work for it, watching him sweat with lust and effort.

I leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth, finishing the kiss with a strong lick across his lips. His hands found my breasts and began to rub them in small, but firm circles. I loved it when he pushed into the smooth flesh of my chest and began to increase this pressure. It always turned me on so much.

I held my pussy on his cock, letting him dwell completely inside of me and I concentrated all of my efforts on his prick and I bucked my hips wildly up and down like a rabbit in short, fast movements. I was almost there. I was going to come so hard. It would be something that I would never forget.

I would never forget this man that I loved so much. Was I being crazy? Was I really doing this? I had been given a second chance at love and now I was about to walk away from it. But I was sure it was the right thing. I was doing it for Gary. He deserved so much better than this. I had come into his world and now I was going to mess things up for him. This was now the world I was going to be leaving.

I tried to think about the sex, only focusing on the act of lovemaking, but the pain of it all was really starting to get to me and the sadness was overwhelming.

Wiping a tear from my eye, I doubled my efforts with grinding on his dick. He was so hard inside of me, stretching me to my ultimate limits, taking me away to a faraway place of pure delights and pleasure.

“I’m coming! Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come!” Gary roared from beneath me as he held my hips and rammed his stiff cock into me as hard, fast, and deeply as he could. I was teetering on the brink myself and when I felt him come hard inside of me, I knew I was right behind him.

The splash of his come entering me and crashing into my inner walls was enough for me to begin my own climax. My body shook. My head roared to life with pleasure unlike anything I’d ever known before, and then I was screaming with bliss as I bucked against him, forcing his cock to continue pounding away at my tenderness.

And when it was over, we just laid there together, the both of us wishing that this moment would never end. But Gary thought that we would have an endless supply of these moments, while I knew that I was leaving the next day. I felt awful about it.

But it had to be done. It truly was the best way for us to go about this. I couldn’t ruin Gary’s life, just when everything was coming together for him. I was going to live a quiet life raising our child, and maybe one day when the time was right I would introduce Gary to the child he would not know he had. It would be painful, but when it was all said and done, I had to realize that this was going to be the right thing for us. In the end it would bring us both closer to what we really wanted out of life.

At least, that was the lie I was telling myself. I knew I would never get over it, and I was terrified to move on without the love of my life. What was I really doing? Would I regret the decision? And if I did regret it, how would I ever take it back?

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