seemed Sven was bigger than her ex- boyfriend.
This could be a problem.
Sven sat up and shrugged off his shirt. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He pulled off his socks and his pants. His briefs followed. His cock was free.
She became alarmed instantly.
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“Could you make that smaller?” Annalise pointed to his rock-hard cock. “I’m pretty sure that’s not going to fit.”
He laughed heartily. “Silly girl.” He wrestled her back into submission. “We’ll make it work. Don’t worry.”
“But, Sven—”
“Trust me.” He nuzzled her neck. “Don’t you trust me?”
She whimpered.
Sven pulled her under him. His skin immediately radiated body heat. Annalise marveled at the sensation of how intimate the moment they were sharing was. No thread of their clothing to get in between them. Just Sven and her and their naked lust.
His cock felt hot against her bare skin. Despite her hesitation, her pussy also fluttered in anticipation. She was painfully aware of the growing wetness of her sex. It seemed her own body betrayed her feminine logic.
Sven felt her and slipped his hand between her thighs. “Open for me.”
Annalise obeyed shyly. He parted her folds and slipped a finger inside, stroking her. A heartbeat later, an indulgent purr curled out her throat. It was unbelievable. Everything he did to her felt so damn good.
He kept staring down at her, not breaking eye contact. “You okay?”
She nodded vigorously.
Sven slipped another finger inside her, making a scissoring motion and stretching her open.
A little bit of pressure. But not that unpleasant. No, actually, it became really damn good. God. Too good. Her whimpers turned into moans of pleasure.
“Mm.” Sven stroked her a few more times. “You’re not ready. Not wet enough.”
Annalise was wondering what he meant by ‘not wet enough’ when Sven pushed her thighs apart and put his mouth at the source of her aches.
“Sven!”
Her eyes snapped open, staring at the ceiling as thunderous new shades of pleasure blazing throughout her system. She clawed the sheet and thrashed. He kissed her pussy like he kissed her mouth. His tongue danced like a ballerina. Teased. Twirled. Pirouetting across her folds before digging into her opening. Every fiber of her being felt like it was set aflame. Every morsel of pleasure exploded like fireworks. She lost her mind in the thick waft of ecstasy.
“Please. Stop. I can’t…” Words jumbled at the tip of her tongue. Annalise tossed her head back and grabbed a handful of his hair, trying to push him away. She couldn’t take that much pleasure. Her pussy was too sensitive for that kind of simulation, and she’d go crazy if he kept doing that. No, howling to the moon kind of insanity.
She cried and begged and tossed around, but that didn’t have any effect. Sven was unbelievably strong. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and no matter what she did, he kept licking her like a big cat savoring his treat. He tongue-fucked her, licking her deeper and deeper until she couldn’t hold it any longer. She came. A storm of pleasure hurled her into oblivion. Annalise screamed his name as every cell in her body electrified with unadulterated ecstasy.
Thick haze enveloped her mind afterward. She lost count of how many times Sven brought her to climax with his mouth. He seemed obsessed with wrenching out orgasm after orgasm from her. Each time was stronger than before. She thought she’d be wrung out afterward, but she was wrong. The after-climax state left her yearning for more. A stronger climax. A mind-altering rapture.
“Sven, please… I…”
With a primal growl, Sven released her. She was sobbing when he hoisted himself on top of her. His eyes were so bright that they seemed to blazed fire. He also looked so menacing, like a wild predator ready to feast on his prey. Strangely, she didn’t feel scared at all. Annalise was ready to submit to the beast.
This could be a problem.
Sven sat up and shrugged off his shirt. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He pulled off his socks and his pants. His briefs followed. His cock was free.
She became alarmed instantly.
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“Could you make that smaller?” Annalise pointed to his rock-hard cock. “I’m pretty sure that’s not going to fit.”
He laughed heartily. “Silly girl.” He wrestled her back into submission. “We’ll make it work. Don’t worry.”
“But, Sven—”
“Trust me.” He nuzzled her neck. “Don’t you trust me?”
She whimpered.
Sven pulled her under him. His skin immediately radiated body heat. Annalise marveled at the sensation of how intimate the moment they were sharing was. No thread of their clothing to get in between them. Just Sven and her and their naked lust.
His cock felt hot against her bare skin. Despite her hesitation, her pussy also fluttered in anticipation. She was painfully aware of the growing wetness of her sex. It seemed her own body betrayed her feminine logic.
Sven felt her and slipped his hand between her thighs. “Open for me.”
Annalise obeyed shyly. He parted her folds and slipped a finger inside, stroking her. A heartbeat later, an indulgent purr curled out her throat. It was unbelievable. Everything he did to her felt so damn good.
He kept staring down at her, not breaking eye contact. “You okay?”
She nodded vigorously.
Sven slipped another finger inside her, making a scissoring motion and stretching her open.
A little bit of pressure. But not that unpleasant. No, actually, it became really damn good. God. Too good. Her whimpers turned into moans of pleasure.
“Mm.” Sven stroked her a few more times. “You’re not ready. Not wet enough.”
Annalise was wondering what he meant by ‘not wet enough’ when Sven pushed her thighs apart and put his mouth at the source of her aches.
“Sven!”
Her eyes snapped open, staring at the ceiling as thunderous new shades of pleasure blazing throughout her system. She clawed the sheet and thrashed. He kissed her pussy like he kissed her mouth. His tongue danced like a ballerina. Teased. Twirled. Pirouetting across her folds before digging into her opening. Every fiber of her being felt like it was set aflame. Every morsel of pleasure exploded like fireworks. She lost her mind in the thick waft of ecstasy.
“Please. Stop. I can’t…” Words jumbled at the tip of her tongue. Annalise tossed her head back and grabbed a handful of his hair, trying to push him away. She couldn’t take that much pleasure. Her pussy was too sensitive for that kind of simulation, and she’d go crazy if he kept doing that. No, howling to the moon kind of insanity.
She cried and begged and tossed around, but that didn’t have any effect. Sven was unbelievably strong. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and no matter what she did, he kept licking her like a big cat savoring his treat. He tongue-fucked her, licking her deeper and deeper until she couldn’t hold it any longer. She came. A storm of pleasure hurled her into oblivion. Annalise screamed his name as every cell in her body electrified with unadulterated ecstasy.
Thick haze enveloped her mind afterward. She lost count of how many times Sven brought her to climax with his mouth. He seemed obsessed with wrenching out orgasm after orgasm from her. Each time was stronger than before. She thought she’d be wrung out afterward, but she was wrong. The after-climax state left her yearning for more. A stronger climax. A mind-altering rapture.
“Sven, please… I…”
With a primal growl, Sven released her. She was sobbing when he hoisted himself on top of her. His eyes were so bright that they seemed to blazed fire. He also looked so menacing, like a wild predator ready to feast on his prey. Strangely, she didn’t feel scared at all. Annalise was ready to submit to the beast.
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