Page 67 of Moonlit Kisses

With a firm hand, he tilts my head and takes my mouth. Invading with his tongue, he strokes and tangles with mine as his fingers keep working over my breasts and then slides down through my soaked folds. I reach back to wrap my hand around his head, keeping his lips locked to mine as his deft fingers circle my clit before driving into my opening. My pussy clenches at the welcome intrusion. He moves two fingers in and out of me before returning to my clit to circle the bundle of sensitive nerves. Teasing me and sending my body higher. His other hand leaves my head and moves downward, teasing my breast before continuing down to my pussy. His fingers slide down my pussy lips, stretching me open wide.

“Good girl. You’re so wet for me.” He lands a kiss on my shoulder, dragging his roughened cheek along my neck. The feel of his bristles against my smooth skin adds to the overload of sensations, taking me closer to the edge.

I moan and push my pelvis up, hoping he’ll breach my opening again. Instead, he taps my clit and glides his hands down and back up the inside of my thighs, leading back to my pussy lips, making my thighs tremble under his roughened touch. He drags his fingers through my folds; one hand tending my clit while he finger fucks me roughly. His long fingers finding that special place inside which can send me flying. “Please, Max.”

He withdraws his fingers, circling my clit, then caresses his way back up toward my breasts, leaving my pussy empty and throbbing. Frustration builds strong and swift, but he has plans and no amount of begging on my part will interfere. I’ve learned that he likes to be in charge and I trust him to give me the pleasure I need. He squeezes the mounds of my breasts together and plucks at my nipples until they’re hard peaks.

“Look at your sexy body.”

I glance down at my body and am surprised by how erotic it looks. My nipples are erect, and their soft pink color has become a ruddy rouge, my tummy’s trembling, and my hips are moving without any guidance from me, my legs open wide and shaking. My skin’s covered in a sheen of sweat and is flushed a pretty pink. I can’t see my pussy, but I know it’s throbbing.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like this. Look at this greedy pussy, waiting for me to fill her up.” I can only moan in response, words evading my brain.

His hand slides down my trembling body and I suck in a sharp breath as he thrust three fingers inside me. I’m so wet and ready to come. I raise my hips and turn my head to look up at him. “Max, stop teasing me. I need to come.” I sound like a whiny brat.

“I want to play with you first. Now be a good girl and stop moving.” He pushes my hips back onto the bed and continues his ministrations. Every time I get close to coming, he moves away and tends to another part of my body. Holding my throat, he kisses me deeply, tasting my desperation.

I’ve never been left on edge like this, especially not for this long. I’m terrified I’m going to rip in half when he finally lets me come. His tongue thrusts in and out of my mouth as his fingers mirror the action in my pussy, as his palm presses down on my clit. My internal muscles clench and I finally explode.

Blackness swamps my vision and the breath in my lungs seizes as my entire body convulses. My toes curl under, cramping at the extreme release of tension. I trap his hand between my thighs to prevent him from leaving me.

“That was fucking beautiful. You’re gorgeous when you come,” he rasps in my ear. His breaths heavy, his heart pounding against my back. I think I may have blacked out for a second or two.

He kisses me tenderly. Slowly. Reverently.

My body’s a quivering, boneless mess of limbs and flesh. I’m mildly aware of him sliding down the bed and situating me over his cock, which is standing straight up from his body. He lowers me slowly, lining up my still throbbing pussy and easily sliding inside. I drop forward, resting my hands on his firm thighs, the hairs tickling my palms. Trying to catch my breath and regain my senses, Max lifts my hips, sliding me up and down his steely shaft. He’s using me for his own pleasure now and it’s so damn hot.

He groans and I answer him with a moan. “You feel so damn good,” I whisper.

He thrusts in deeper, and I circle my hips on the downward stroke. “Wefeel so damn good, Dimples. You and me together.”

I sigh internally. This man always seems to say the right things. But they’re not empty words, he always follows up with actions.

Max and I work in tandem to build a solid rhythm. He thrusts up as I drop down, swiveling my hips each time to make sure he hits that special place inside of me. Dragging his cock out of my body, he swivels me around until I’m laying on my back. He rises over the top of me, sweat dripping down the side of his face. His muscles taut as he holds himself over me. I grip his shaft and guide it back into my body, sighing as he strokes in deep. The V leading down to his pelvis is stark and guides my eyes to where we’re joined intimately.

“Be a good girl and watch me destroy your pussy.”

I glance up to him, nodding that I heard his command, then drop my eyes back to where his penis draws out of me inch by glorious inch. The glistening shaft gradually showing more of itself before he lunges back inside with a forceful thrust.

“Wrap those gorgeous legs around me,” he grunts.

I do his bidding, locking my feet at the small of his back and bringing my pelvis up off the bed. We move together in time, working toward our mutual release. Every time he thrusts inside me, he releases a sexy grunt, his breath blowing across my face and I glance up at him. His veins are pulsing along his neck and sweat drips from his temples as he grits his teeth. The concentration and focus on me and his task are sexy as hell. This man is all about getting the best out of both of us, and he’s doing a damn fine job.

“I … I’m so close. I … I nee–” I pant as my muscles draw tight, ready for release.

“I know what you need,” he grunts, his voice rough, as he moves one hand down to pinch my clit.

And I’m gone.

I’m floating in the stratosphere. Untethered to the earth. It’s beautiful in this place in between, as my body falls apart. Max’s cock swells and pulses as he grunts out his orgasm. He throws his head back and I rise to lick the sweat from his Adam’s Apple. His hot cum coats my walls as my muscles tighten and squeeze his pulsing shaft.

“Oh my God! I think I had an out-of-body experience.”

“IknowI had one. Fuck! That was incredible.” He kisses me tenderly. “You’re incredible,” he whispers.

I drop my legs from around his hips as he pushes in and out slowly, gently. The aftershocks rattling through my body. Max rolls to the side, taking me with him, trapping me to him by throwing one leg over mine and pulling me close to his body, not leaving any space between us. He kisses my forehead and strokes my sweaty hair away from my face so I glance up at him. “That was amazing.” Three little words want to escape, but I hold them in. I think it may be too soon, but I know I’m falling in love with him.

He hums in response, and I drop my head to rest over his heart, which is beating a furious rhythm to match mine. As my body cools, I shiver, and goosebumps cover my skin.

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