thick, bigger than I had ever had before. It spread my pussy open wide and massaged the deepest part s of my channel. My moans and sighs grew louder with every passing moment. They were even louder still when he reached around my hips with his right hand and began to stimulate my swollen nub at the same time.
A familiar welling of tension grew down there where his body was working on me. It was different this time. I t was much more intense. Each nerve i n my body was primed and ready to let loose . I felt his every move. Each little bump and thrust moved me closer to the inevitable.
“I’m coming, baby,” I told him.
He cupped his hand over my mound stroked my clit. It was enough to send me over the edge. I screamed for him then. My body erupted, making me buck and rock my hips onto him, riding out each of the many waves of pleasure that came my way. The walls of my pussy clenched and tightened around his pole. His thrusts were quicker and more powerful, lubricated by the flood of juices that accompanied my orgasm.
Dom leaned down to me, “Lay down. I want to see you.”
I pulled away from him and turned onto my back. He pushed my quivering thighs apart and immediately guided himself back into me. His arms wrapped around the backs of my thighs, pushing them up and open for him to bury his member even deeper.
He leaned down over me and our lips met again. His movements were slower. Each thrust was hard but deliberate. Our bodies rattled the bed back and forth. Dom lowered his head and rested it on my bare, glistening chest. I could feel the muscles in his body ten sing all over while h is cock slapped into me loudly.
When he brought his head back up and kissed me again, his arms let go of my thighs and moved up to my shoulders. He embraced me tightly and groaned as his seed exploded inside of me. The hot, sticky fluids filled me up. He held me close the entire time, his bright, sparking eyes watching mine.
He pumped his cum into me a few last times before brushing the wild hair out of my face and climbing off of me. He took up his spot on the bed to my right. .
We laid there on the bed in silence for a while. The only sound in the room was our gasps for air as we attempted to catch our breaths. I looked over to the flickering lighting, then back over to Dom who was lying right beside me. For just a moment, a fleeting second, I hesitated before reaching over and taking his hand. There were thoughts in my head telling me that I was becoming too attached.
He pulled me over to him. I curled up close to his still hot body and laid my head down on his chest. The rhythmic, steady pounding of his heart rattled up through my ear drum.
“Stay with me,” he said.
I looked up at him, not quite sure what to say.
He continued, “ I will take you anywhere in the world that you want to go .”
“I just,” I couldn’t look up to his face, “I don’t know if I can.”
“Would you consider it?”
There was almost a sense of pain in his words. How could I not just think about it? I owed him at least that much.
“Tomorrow,” I said, “I’ll think about it.”
He sighed and rested his head on a stack of feather pillows.
“I will meet you tomorrow and then you can decide.”
I closed my eyes, “Yeah, tomorrow.”
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The sun rose o ver our departure morning bright and ominous. I rolled over in my hotel bed and curled the soft comforter up close to my face. It had been a long night. Again, as was the case for much of the trip, my sleep had been troubled.
Ari was already up and moving around. She somehow managed to pull me out of bed to get some breakfast.
Everything after that was a blur. Ari and I packed, drank a few room-service cocktails and talked very little. I think that she could see the struggle going on inside of me. She probably thought that I was disappointed to have to go back home to Chris. There is no way she
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