Page 67 of Curvy Love

“Your pussy is so wet and so pink and I can see how badly you need to come. Fuck, Dimples, you need my cock, don’t you? You’re so empty, your pussy lips are looking for something to squeeze.”

“Abbott, please.”

He shoves two fingers inside me. “Come,mo ghaol,come for me.”

And I do, wailing his name and squirting all over his lap like I’m a damn porn star. There are so many sensations happening in my body right now I’m not sure where to focus. My orgasm slams through my body in nearly violent waves. He keeps his fingers moving, wringing out every last bit of my climax, but pulls away the vibrator for which I’m thankful. I should probably be embarrassed, but I’ve never come so hard in my life and I’m too wrung out to care.

“You are the sexiest fucking woman in the world. Now tell me where your bedroom is.”

chaptertwenty-eight

ABBOTT

Watching Willow fall about on my lap was the most intense experience of my life and that’s saying something. This woman is so special and I can’t even imagine what I must have done right somewhere along the way to have deserved her. I probably don’t deserve her, but I’m still going to keep her. She might not know that yet.

She points down a hall and I stand with her still wrapped around my body. She’s naked except the skirt encircling her waist. I can’t wait to get naked too and sink myself into her body. She’s tight. So damn tight and I know that means I’ll have to be gentle. But hopefully that orgasm loosened her a little for me.

We enter a bedroom and I leave the light off but there’s enough brightness from the hall and bathroom lights to illuminate the room in a pale glow. I lay her down on the bed and then start undressing.

“I know I said before I came over that I was going to touch you no matter what, but I’m not going to take something you don’t want to give,mo ghaol,so if you want me to just hold you, I can do that.”

She looks over her shoulder at me and frowns. “I want you to make love to me.”

“Thank fuck.” I take off my boxers and grip my dick. He’s so hard, it’s nearly painful.

She licks her bottom lip and then gets up on her hands and knees.

I run my hand from her neck all the way down her spine then grip her ass. “Your body was made for loving. Made for mine.”

“Yes. I was made for you, Abbott.”

I grip myself and slide through her folds a few times, lubricating my dick. I tilt my pelvis forward and slide inside. She’s so wet from her orgasm, that it’s not much of a struggle to push all the way. But she is really tight. I want to ask if she’s a virgin, but it doesn’t even matter. Nothing that came before for either of us matters. The only thing that matters now is us and that we’ve found each other.

“Fuck. You are so perfect.”

I shift back, then plunge forward. She gasps and lowers her elbows so her arse is in the air and her head is pressed to the bed.

“Oh my God, it’s so good.”

She’s not wrong. It is so good. The way her hot tight channel caresses my cock as I thrust in and out. If I’m not careful I’m going to come before I’m ready.

I squeeze her hips. Probably harder than I should. I’ll likely leave bruises, marking her pale skin with dark imprints of my fingers. I’d fucking have them permanently tattooed there for all the world to see that this woman is mine.

“Harder, please, Abbott.”

“You want it harder, lass? Fuck you were made for me.” I’m slamming into her and her big baps are swinging and it’s a damn sexy sight. This woman has completely ruined me.

“Oh, there, yes, right there, oh my God!” Her pussy walls tighten on my dick as she cries out.

Found her g-spot and she’s already coming. And I’m not anywhere near being done. I keep one hand on her hip, and put the other up to her tit. They’re perfect. Pale, soft skin fills my calloused hands and I should probably be ashamed because I know she deserves better, but even if that’s true, I’ll die making sure no one will treat her better or love her more.

“Touch your clit.”

“What?”

“Put your hand between your legs and play with your clit.”

“I won’t be able to come again. I’ve already twice and everything is already too sensitive.”

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