One Special Night by Caridad Piñeiro

had driven them here.   He bent his head and kissed her, a slow and leisurely kiss that brought them back from that frantic edge they'd been on moments earlier.   The kiss went on and on, lazily building again until she was trembling and he sensed it was time.
    He eased his hand between her thighs.   She was so damp and hot, her clit swollen and tight as he swept his fingers across her.   She released a shaky breath and said, “Now, Tommy. Please.   I want you inside me.”
    He didn't need to hear it twice.
    He guided himself to her center and drove in with one sure stroke, then held still, savoring the wet and tightness of her pussy as it surrounded him. He cupped her buttocks to hold her still because he was sure that with the slightest movement, he'd lose it.   Being inside her was so amazing.
    “Tommy,” she said again and cupped the back of his head.   Urged him to meet her gaze.
    “You feel so damn good, Jasmine.   So good,” he said.
    “How good, Tommy?   Tell me how good.”
    * * *
    His big body shuddered against hers and inside, his cock jumped and swelled.   It would only take a little more and she'd come.   Already her release was making her insides quiver and she needed to move against him soon.   Have him stroke hard to send her over the edge, but she wanted more from him.
    She didn't know why, she just did.   “Please, Tommy.   Tell me.”
    His warm breath exploded against her face as he said, “You're so fucking tight.   And wet.   And you feel so good around me.   Against me.   Fuck, your body is perfect.”
    Just like his was.   In her mind she pictured what he'd look like naked, all hard muscle and smooth skin with just the right smattering of hair like the happy trail she'd caught a glimpse of as she'd undone his pants.   Only his being naked required her being naked with him and that just wasn't going to happen because her body was far from perfect.   It was damaged and ugly.
    “Don't pull away, Jasmine.   Not now.   Not when this is so good between us,” he urged and she hadn't even realized that she had left him, emotionally if not also physically.
    “You don't understand,” she said and looked up to search his features, expecting anger and frustration.   Surprise filled her that what greeted her was understanding and caring.
    “I do, babe.   I do understand and I'm still here.   I'm ready to give you whatever you need,” he said, his voice rough with emotion and restraint.
    What she needed? she thought for a millisecond before blurting out, “I need you. I need you to help me forget.”
    “I'm here, Jasmine.   I'm here for you,” he said and finally shifted his hips, drawing out slowly before returning with a powerful thrust of his hips that reawakened desire.   Another strong stroke had her whimpering as her insides clenched and another curl of pleasure wound through her, driving away thoughts of anything but this big beautiful man buried between her legs, bringing her such intense pleasure.
    “That's it, Jasmine.   Let go,” he whispered against the side of her face.
    Her body was shaking, knees going loose as another strong surge of his hips dragged her to the edge.
    He slipped his big hands down to her thighs and held her, offering support as he swept them up to cup her buttocks and hold her steady.   He drove into her again and she cried out from the pleasure swamping her senses.
    Just a little more.   Just a little more , she thought and a moment later, he skimmed one hand around and found her clit with his thumb.   Stroked her as he shoved in again and her climax exploded through her.
    She cried out his name and dug her fingers into his shoulders, holding on tightly.   Her entire body on fire and shaking with her release.
    He waited, his dick still hard inside her.   He rested his forehead against hers and softly said, “I could stay inside you forever.”
    “God, I wish you could,” she said, almost with a moan.   He filled her so well and