clit. This was heaven, to be filled with his
cock and pleasured by him at the same time. The very thought sent Denny to
even higher, dizzying heights. The cliff was approaching, and she was going to
fall off, she was going to fall off...
With a scream, her orgasm plowed
explosively through her, making her limbs shake violently. She squeezed her
eyes shut as the scream dimmed to a moan. Bran lifted his hand away from her
now hyper-sensitive clit, but he didn't stop thrusting, and that only served to
prolong her climax. It seemed to last seconds, then minutes. She thought it
was going to last forever.
Even as she was in the throes of
her orgasm, she could feel Bran's own thrusting speed up. Her cunt was still
twitching and pulsing around his cock, and that must have set him on fire as
well. Suddenly, he roared and slammed against her, and his cock exploded
inside her, shooting out a stream of milky come. “Yes, yes!” he shouted as he
slammed against her, his balls slapping down on her drenched thighs.
As soon as he came, he collapsed on
her, his bronzed skin covered in a sheen of sweat. Denny loved it. She loved
feeling the physicality of him above her, pressing her down into the soft mattress.
She loved that she was so soft and pliable, the perfect resting place for him
after his sexy exertion.
His chest heaved as he panted, and
she could practically feel the blood flow through his veins as his heart beat
quickly.
“That was good,” she gasped as she
wrapped her arms around him once more.
“Oh yes,” Bran nodded his head in
agreement. “That was some of the best sex I'd ever had.”
“For me too.” Denny realized it
was the first time she'd ever come during sex. None of her other partners ever
cared for her in that way. Rob most certainly hadn't. Bran was just that
good. Or at least, he just paid that much attention to her.
He now lifted his body off of hers,
and slowly pulled out with a slight cringe. Denny winced too; she hated the
sudden feeling of emptiness, but she knew it had to come eventually.
“Fantastic,” he murmured as he
hauled himself off the bed. “I'm going to a take a shower,” he said. “Care to
join me?”
“With pleasure,” Denny smiled, and
he reached out a hand. She took it, and he pulled, dragging her off the bed
with surprising ease.
It was a little cool in the
apartment, so the hot shower was a welcome relief to her frigid skin. And the
shower was just as opulent as the rest of the apartment – the entire bathroom
was practically a shower, with every surface tiled in gray granite. There was
a separate and huge hot tub, white marble sinks, and another glittering square
light fixture.
All in all this one room was nearly
as large as her entire apartment.
Denny swayed when Bran let go of
her, so he quickly grabbed her again, pulling her close to his naked body.
“It seems that you need more than
just a shower, my dear,” he murmured into her ear, his lips brushing against
stray, sweaty tangles of her hair.
“What else do I need?” Denny
breathed. His arms wrapped around her, supporting her, holding her up.
“You need,” he leaned closer now,
his lips now pressing against her ear, sending another excited shiver up
through her body, “to sleep.”
She laughed, every drop of tension
running out of her body, though the lust remained. Bran was right. She was in
no condition to go home in this state.
“But first, a shower,” he purred
and pulled her towards the fascinating and massive stainless steel fixture that
was his shower head. Denny looked up in it amazement; it was the first time
she'd ever been confused about how something as simple as a shower worked. But
Bran expertly manipulated the controls, and within seconds, a hot stream of
water gushed out from the shower head. Dual shower heads, in fact.
He lifted one of those heads out of
its cradle and let the forceful stream of hot liquid rush all over
cock and pleasured by him at the same time. The very thought sent Denny to
even higher, dizzying heights. The cliff was approaching, and she was going to
fall off, she was going to fall off...
With a scream, her orgasm plowed
explosively through her, making her limbs shake violently. She squeezed her
eyes shut as the scream dimmed to a moan. Bran lifted his hand away from her
now hyper-sensitive clit, but he didn't stop thrusting, and that only served to
prolong her climax. It seemed to last seconds, then minutes. She thought it
was going to last forever.
Even as she was in the throes of
her orgasm, she could feel Bran's own thrusting speed up. Her cunt was still
twitching and pulsing around his cock, and that must have set him on fire as
well. Suddenly, he roared and slammed against her, and his cock exploded
inside her, shooting out a stream of milky come. “Yes, yes!” he shouted as he
slammed against her, his balls slapping down on her drenched thighs.
As soon as he came, he collapsed on
her, his bronzed skin covered in a sheen of sweat. Denny loved it. She loved
feeling the physicality of him above her, pressing her down into the soft mattress.
She loved that she was so soft and pliable, the perfect resting place for him
after his sexy exertion.
His chest heaved as he panted, and
she could practically feel the blood flow through his veins as his heart beat
quickly.
“That was good,” she gasped as she
wrapped her arms around him once more.
“Oh yes,” Bran nodded his head in
agreement. “That was some of the best sex I'd ever had.”
“For me too.” Denny realized it
was the first time she'd ever come during sex. None of her other partners ever
cared for her in that way. Rob most certainly hadn't. Bran was just that
good. Or at least, he just paid that much attention to her.
He now lifted his body off of hers,
and slowly pulled out with a slight cringe. Denny winced too; she hated the
sudden feeling of emptiness, but she knew it had to come eventually.
“Fantastic,” he murmured as he
hauled himself off the bed. “I'm going to a take a shower,” he said. “Care to
join me?”
“With pleasure,” Denny smiled, and
he reached out a hand. She took it, and he pulled, dragging her off the bed
with surprising ease.
It was a little cool in the
apartment, so the hot shower was a welcome relief to her frigid skin. And the
shower was just as opulent as the rest of the apartment – the entire bathroom
was practically a shower, with every surface tiled in gray granite. There was
a separate and huge hot tub, white marble sinks, and another glittering square
light fixture.
All in all this one room was nearly
as large as her entire apartment.
Denny swayed when Bran let go of
her, so he quickly grabbed her again, pulling her close to his naked body.
“It seems that you need more than
just a shower, my dear,” he murmured into her ear, his lips brushing against
stray, sweaty tangles of her hair.
“What else do I need?” Denny
breathed. His arms wrapped around her, supporting her, holding her up.
“You need,” he leaned closer now,
his lips now pressing against her ear, sending another excited shiver up
through her body, “to sleep.”
She laughed, every drop of tension
running out of her body, though the lust remained. Bran was right. She was in
no condition to go home in this state.
“But first, a shower,” he purred
and pulled her towards the fascinating and massive stainless steel fixture that
was his shower head. Denny looked up in it amazement; it was the first time
she'd ever been confused about how something as simple as a shower worked. But
Bran expertly manipulated the controls, and within seconds, a hot stream of
water gushed out from the shower head. Dual shower heads, in fact.
He lifted one of those heads out of
its cradle and let the forceful stream of hot liquid rush all over
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