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pussy from bottom to top. I moaned and bucked my hips. He
didn't lose contact - just licked from bottom to top again, tongue
flattened and stiff. He focused on my clit, up and down, slowly, with
increasing pressure. My climax approached at a frightening pace. He'd
had me so worked up already, there was no way it was going to take
very long. Not with a man as skilled as he.
    He
didn't vary his speed at all, just pressed a little harder, a little
firmer, until a wave of heat and pleasure overtook me. I came against
his mouth, throbbing in time with the slow rhythm he'd built,
incoherent words and his name spilling from my lips, "Alek, I'm,
oh god, Alek."
    When
I came back to earth, his face was hovering above mine, dark and
intense. "A few more of those and I might learn this new name of
mine."
    "Alek,"
I said, staring into his eyes, "Fuck me, Alek."
    "Always
calling the shots, aren't you." He positioned himself at my
entrance. The soft head of his dick stretched me open, and I groaned.
    "Yes,"
I hissed.
    "No."
He wrapped an arm around my middle and flipped me into my stomach on
one swift motion.
    My
whole world rocked as he entered me from behind. He lifted my hips so
I was on my knees, and I held the edge of the cot in a white-knuckled
grip. My inner walls stretched to accommodate him - it bordered just
on the good side of painful. He was definitely bigger than anyone I'd
known before. And it felt good .
I tensed the muscles between my legs and he groaned, then growled.
    He
wrapped his hand around my throat. His fingers probed until they
found my pulse, and locked themselves there. "Fuck," he
breathed, "You have no idea how amazing you are."
    "Stop
talking." I didn't tolerate pillow-talk flattery.
    "You're
a real bitch, too." He said it low, like a sneer. The sudden
change in his voice, the derogatory word, sent a surprising thrill
right through me and I moaned at the sound of it. I angled my hips as
he pumped in and out, until his cock was sliding hard against my
g-spot. I cried out as he drove against it. "You like that?"
    "Yes,"
I hissed, "Just like that. Keep going."
    He
grip on my throat tightened, pulling my head back, and I choked out a
small gasp. "Now you stop talking."
    He
was playing me again, and I'd given right in. I grew light-headed as
he held my neck tight, blocking the passage of oxygen just enough to
start a panic response in my body. I jerked against his chest,
muscles clenching everywhere. I gripped his cock tighter inside, and
he gasped. Still he filled me, over and over, at just the right
angle. Dizziness descended but it did nothing to diminish my arousal.
If anything, I was more aware of every inch of him as my nerves were
hyper-alert with adrenaline. I was running out of air. I made a
mewling sound as instinctive fear crept into my brain.
    He
let up his grip and I took a deep breath. Blood rushed to my head,
and I started to cry out, but he cut me off again. And still I
writhed below him, tried to take him deeper.
    He
seemed to know when I couldn't handle any more. He cut off my airway,
induced dizziness and panic and had me bucking wildly beneath him.
And then release, and I'd call his name and come back to earth. I'd
never experienced anything like it; it was scary, and intense. How he
played me so easily was a mystery.
    Then,
while he held my throat tight, his other hand traveled lower and
circled my clit. I went stiff and shook all over, my orgasm crashing
through me so hard, I wondered if I'd had a stroke. Every other sense
but the feel of my pulsing core went utterly blank.
    When
I came to my senses, I was on my back again. His face hovered above
mine. "Welcome back," he said with a smirk. I was still so
overwhelmed, I couldn't conjure up a clever response.
    I
kissed him instead. He stroked my hair and moved inside me once
again. He entered easily this time - I was positively dripping after
that earth-shattering orgasm.
    "That
was unbelievable," I whispered.
    "We
pick up a few tricks over the