Bear No Loss by Anya Nowlan

cupping her breasts and having them fill his big, rough palms perfectly. He kneaded them as April kissed him, her pussy getting wetter by the second and her body grinding against his as she hovered over his hips, his cock pressing against her stomach.
    She couldn’t keep toying with it, her thumb spreading a bead of precum as it appeared on the head, making him heave for breath. She adored how she could make him react, how she could draw growls and whimpers out of him with just her hands. The need grew in her steadily until it was too much to ignore and she rose higher, moving the head of his cock to her wet slit.
    Memphis’s hands went to her hips and as she pushed down, he kept her there as he slowly thrust upward, filling her inch by inch. The sound that emitted from between her lips was some bastardized mix of a scream and a mewl, his huge cock splitting her open and filling her just like she’d dreamed it would every time she’d touched herself since they’d been together. But it was even better, the paradox of pleasure and pain, his hungry eyes looking up at her, as if drinking in every second of the sensations they shared and getting as much from her expressions as he was from her body.
    When she’d finally sunk down on him completely, taking all he had, she thought she would shatter into shards right then and there. April felt so incredibly full that any movement might just break her apart and make every muscle in her body clench up. When she could meet Memphis’s gaze again, she could see the kind of restraint he had to muster within himself to keep from rushing her along, his fingers gripping her hips and stomach tightly.
    “Relax, sugar,” he whispered, rising up slightly so he could kiss her mouth. “Ease into it.”
    His words were soft and encouraging and when April ground against him, first gingerly but then faster and faster, both of them had to suck in hurried breaths as their passion grew from mild to scorching within seconds. Soon enough, April’s knees were digging into the mattress and she was bent over him, driving down against his hips as he bucked up, one of his hands clutching her by her red locks as her head was buried in the crook of his neck, teeth clinging to his flesh.
    “Holy shit, you’re so tight,” Memphis ground out between clenched teeth, and April couldn’t say a word because holding onto her sanity was hard enough.
    Where has he been all this time? she thought feverishly as Memphis rolled them over, leaving her lying on her back, staring up at him.
    He pulled her knees up, pressing them against her chest and holding them there with his hands as he plowed into her, now at an angle that made her eyes roll back in her head. She hadn’t thought she could feel any fuller, but he’d proven her wrong and now she was moaning like a wildcat, her nails scrabbling against his arms as he fucked her senseless.
    It didn’t take long for April to completely give up on trying to control her orgasm. As it swept over her, she was reduced to a spasming, mewling mess and Memphis’s grin only grew wider, his eyes shimmering with affection and maybe a hint of pride that he could make her lose control so brilliantly. Whatever it was, she couldn’t really concentrate on it because the world was melting around her and her body was a jumble of hot and cold flashes, tension and release at the same time.
    Her pussy milked him mercilessly, small muscles tightening around his big cock, urging him to give in with her. She loved the way he shone in the low light, the thin coating of sweat only accentuating his muscles and the strain, and she could trace the lines of his scars with her eyes even as her mouth fell open and she breathed out a few more gasps.
    It was the moment she completely relaxed around him that Memphis gave in, cumming inside of her with a roar. April grinned, feeling him now brace his massive body with his hands on her knees instead of keeping her legs in place, the man twitching