see for herself the reverence she propagated.
“ He couldn’t decide what felt better, the first touch of her sultry flesh on the ultrasensitive head of his dick or the storm of satisfaction engulfing his entire shaft when he bottomed out, just before he withdrew to start another cycle. No matter how many times he repeated the motion, both seemed like unsurpassable delights.”
Mark grunted his agreement. Sloan’s pussy enticed him to fuck harder, faster as he made his own comparison. Balls-deep, he decided. It had to be best when he was buried to the hilt in her luscious body and they connected as completely as possible.
“ Before long, Nicholas couldn’t prevent himself from slamming into the receptacle of Simone’s body. She braced herself on the headboard, absorbing his thrusts, begging for more by arching her spine and loving him back.
“ He gave her what she wanted, what they needed. He fucked her hard. Rough. Frantic. Until nothing mattered but joining them more with each stroke.”
At this point, Mark read for his own benefit. Sloan knew the story by heart and acted her part before he squawked the descriptions out. It became difficult to talk, to pronounce the steamy lines in between his pants and groans, his indulgence in Sloan’s ideal body.
He flipped the page of the book resting in the small of her back, holding it in place with one hand. With his other palm, he anchored her waist as he hammered into her greedy pussy.
The intoxicating friction generated by her rhythmic squeezes and his impaling cock had him seeing stars. Still, something didn’t feel quite right. He didn’t want to come like this. He slowed to read another paragraph, only now realizing he’d stopped his oration several minutes ago, lured into silence by the perfection of their passion.
“But right when Nicholas felt himself about to spiral out of control, he tore his erection from the embrace of his lover’s channel and nudged her to her back.”
Mark propped the novel against the headboard while he covered Sloan with his body, blanketing her smaller form. The complete connection blanked his mind, leaving him helpless to do anything but savor the contact. Then he gritted his teeth and cleared his throat.
“‘Why…did…you stop?’ Simone panted as she gathered Nicholas close, surrounding him in the shelter of her embrace, pillowing him on the softness of her welcoming body. The concern shadowing her face guaranteed their earlier quarrel had been all but forgotten.
“‘I want to look into your eyes when we come together. I need to know that hasn’t changed. Never will. We can figure anything else out. Together.’ He rested his forehead on hers then glided home. Her arms wound around him, holding him next to her breast. Her heartbeat pounded in time with his. Nothing could match this. When they coupled, nothing else mattered. He thanked the stars for giving him the woman of his dreams.
“Not just once but every night of their lives.”
Mark couldn’t imagine getting so lucky. He’d settle for this moment.
This one utterly pristine moment.
“‘It didn’t take long before Simone granted his wish. They stared, unblinking, as they let go together. Their orgasms struck simultaneously. Warm blasts of Nicholas’ cum shot from his cock, echoed by her soft cries. Spasms racked her body, drawing several additional jets from his tense balls in an endless cycle of euphoric release.”
Mark mirrored the lucky bastard. His gaze locked with Sloan’s as he surrendered. He rocked inside her, feeding her every last drop of his come as she continued to milk him. Gentle moans and sighs accompanied each contraction of her pussy around his softening cock until, finally, he rested inside her, unwilling to abandon her embrace.
How long they stayed that way he couldn’t say, but it might have been the most amazing time of his life.
When Mark stirred, Sloan’s fingers tangled in his hair. She soothed him with tender touches
“ He couldn’t decide what felt better, the first touch of her sultry flesh on the ultrasensitive head of his dick or the storm of satisfaction engulfing his entire shaft when he bottomed out, just before he withdrew to start another cycle. No matter how many times he repeated the motion, both seemed like unsurpassable delights.”
Mark grunted his agreement. Sloan’s pussy enticed him to fuck harder, faster as he made his own comparison. Balls-deep, he decided. It had to be best when he was buried to the hilt in her luscious body and they connected as completely as possible.
“ Before long, Nicholas couldn’t prevent himself from slamming into the receptacle of Simone’s body. She braced herself on the headboard, absorbing his thrusts, begging for more by arching her spine and loving him back.
“ He gave her what she wanted, what they needed. He fucked her hard. Rough. Frantic. Until nothing mattered but joining them more with each stroke.”
At this point, Mark read for his own benefit. Sloan knew the story by heart and acted her part before he squawked the descriptions out. It became difficult to talk, to pronounce the steamy lines in between his pants and groans, his indulgence in Sloan’s ideal body.
He flipped the page of the book resting in the small of her back, holding it in place with one hand. With his other palm, he anchored her waist as he hammered into her greedy pussy.
The intoxicating friction generated by her rhythmic squeezes and his impaling cock had him seeing stars. Still, something didn’t feel quite right. He didn’t want to come like this. He slowed to read another paragraph, only now realizing he’d stopped his oration several minutes ago, lured into silence by the perfection of their passion.
“But right when Nicholas felt himself about to spiral out of control, he tore his erection from the embrace of his lover’s channel and nudged her to her back.”
Mark propped the novel against the headboard while he covered Sloan with his body, blanketing her smaller form. The complete connection blanked his mind, leaving him helpless to do anything but savor the contact. Then he gritted his teeth and cleared his throat.
“‘Why…did…you stop?’ Simone panted as she gathered Nicholas close, surrounding him in the shelter of her embrace, pillowing him on the softness of her welcoming body. The concern shadowing her face guaranteed their earlier quarrel had been all but forgotten.
“‘I want to look into your eyes when we come together. I need to know that hasn’t changed. Never will. We can figure anything else out. Together.’ He rested his forehead on hers then glided home. Her arms wound around him, holding him next to her breast. Her heartbeat pounded in time with his. Nothing could match this. When they coupled, nothing else mattered. He thanked the stars for giving him the woman of his dreams.
“Not just once but every night of their lives.”
Mark couldn’t imagine getting so lucky. He’d settle for this moment.
This one utterly pristine moment.
“‘It didn’t take long before Simone granted his wish. They stared, unblinking, as they let go together. Their orgasms struck simultaneously. Warm blasts of Nicholas’ cum shot from his cock, echoed by her soft cries. Spasms racked her body, drawing several additional jets from his tense balls in an endless cycle of euphoric release.”
Mark mirrored the lucky bastard. His gaze locked with Sloan’s as he surrendered. He rocked inside her, feeding her every last drop of his come as she continued to milk him. Gentle moans and sighs accompanied each contraction of her pussy around his softening cock until, finally, he rested inside her, unwilling to abandon her embrace.
How long they stayed that way he couldn’t say, but it might have been the most amazing time of his life.
When Mark stirred, Sloan’s fingers tangled in his hair. She soothed him with tender touches
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