blotches of ink from his sleeved tattoos, but I can't
make out what any of them are through the darkness.
I have to bite down on my bottom lip to force myself
silent. I knew he would be perfect, I just wasn't prepared for what
that meant. Leaning over, he pushes his pants to the floor and I hear
the unmistakeable rip of a condom rapper, but the lower part of his
body is beyond my line of sight and I can't get a good look at him.
His face however, is somewhat visible. I can see his
smile, feel his excitement in the way his hands slide up my legs. He
hitches his thumbs into the band of my panties and I lift up,
allowing him to remove the last piece of clothing from my body,
leaving me bare in front of him.
Like an animal staking claim on a female mate, the
moment he leans forward and grabs my hips, flipping me to my stomach
with next to no effort, I am his to command. His hands close down
around my legs just below my knees and he tugs me downward causing my
legs to hang completely off of the mattress and my ass to be on full
display from the height of the bed.
I can feel the weight of his erection as he settles in
behind me. “I may only get you once, but I promise baby, you
are going to feel me for days.” He rasps from behind me,
causing me to gasp as he slowly begins to slide inside of me. The
feeling is so intense, it's like I can feel him all the way to my
toes.
He goes slow, entering me inch by torturous inch until
he fills me so completely, it is borderline painful. “Hold on
love.” His voice radiates with his own need as he slowly pulls
out, only the tip of him remaining inside of me.
Rearing back, he enters me on a thrust so forceful, it
scoots me several inches up the mattress. I cry out as he pulls out
and then rams back into me again. Digging his fingers into my hips,
he holds me steady as he begins pounding in and out of me, his pace
hard and fast. I am so worked up from the anticipation, from the way
it feels to have him buried so deeply inside of me, that my orgasm is
climbing within minutes.
His thrusts are relentless. Our bodies slam together so
violently that skin slapping skin is the only sound. It echos around
us, caging us in. I bury my face in the bedspread below me, trying my
best to contain my cries of pleasure as he pounds harder and harder.
I know I am close. I can feel the pleasure building
through me. When my orgasm finally explodes, I cry out loudly, not
expecting the intensity that is pulsating through every inch of my
body. I tremble beneath him, feeling like I have no control over my
involuntary tremors.
“ That's right
baby. Fuck......” He growls, as I pulse around his hard
erection still moving inside of me.
“ Dax.” I
cry out, balling my hands into fists as my second orgasm starts to
build directly behind my first. I have never had two orgasms happen
in such close proximity but the deep burning build is a dead giveaway
that my next is just moments from erupting.
“ Let it go baby.
Let me feel you quiver around my cock again.” He rasps behind
me. His words instantly send me into another earth shattering orgasm,
this one even stronger than the first. Every part of my body feels
the effects.
I don't know how Dax is still moving behind me. I don't
know how my withering and cries of pleasure have not sent him over
the edge, but I have a feeling that he has been fighting it for a
while now. I can tell by how tightly he grips my hips and how his
groans have a hint of pain in them like he doesn't know if he can
hold on for another moment.
“ One more Lo.
Give me one more.” He commands, pounding into me so hard, that
my pleasure mixes with the perfect amount of pain and sends me
climbing once more.
I don't know if my body can take another orgasm. I feel
so sensitive, so spent. And yet, the pleasure still continues to
build inside of me. I imagined many things when I thought about Dax.
Imagined what he would feel like, what this would be like. Never in
my wildest dreams did