sharp inhale spurred her on and she pushed deeper,
working her clit as she set up her own rhythm. She was soon breathing heavily,
arching her neck and making little mewling sounds as she neared climax. She
wasn’t sure if she was exaggerating, putting on a show for him or if the feel
of her own hands really did push her to the limits.
She opened her eyes as Marco’s hand
covered her own, and stared up into his heated gaze. “It’s fucking hot to watch
you touch yourself.” His voice had dropped several octaves, spurring her own
lust levels to greater heights. “But it’s my job to make you come.”
His determined hand nudged hers
aside and he pushed two fingers deep into her. It was all she needed and she
came so hard she couldn’t catch her breath.
He didn’t give her the chance to
recover before he pushed her knees apart and knelt between them. From somewhere
he produced a condom and sheathed himself. His cock prodded her pussy and he
began to push inside her, stopping when he was merely an inch inside. Beth
wanted to feel his entire length filling her and he was taking too damn long to
get there.
She must have voiced her complaint
because he gave a throaty laugh as he held still above her, breathing heavily,
his tense expression only making him seem more devilishly good looking.
“I need to take a second here.” He
closed his eyes before looking down at her again. “Too damn close to
embarrassing myself and letting this be over before I get to the finish line.”
Who the hell cared? “I’ll forgive
you this once.”
He gave a self mocking laugh.
“Haven’t disgraced myself since I was sixteen and the sight of my first pussy
pushed me over the edge.”
Beth’s own breath was scratchy.
“Well you’re not sixteen anymore and I’m certainly not your first pussy. So
will you please just get on with it? I want to feel you inside me.”
She hardly got the last words out
before he drove so deep inside her she lost her breath and pushed back into the
mattress as if trying to escape his onslaught.
He pounded into her and the sound of
their flesh slapping, their desperate breaths clashing intensified the feel of
his massive cock inside her and what he was doing to her.
She was full to the brim, his cock
so hard and full she imagined there was barely a centimeter of her he didn’t
touch.
She felt herself on the edge again.
The feeling built so fast, became so intense, that with one final thrust she
came. Seconds later she felt him spurt into the condom.
“Shit.” He leaned on his elbows
above her, still buried to the hilt inside her. He closed his eyes, drew in a
couple of breaths. “I’m going to blame you for that. You’re too damn sexy.”
Beth smiled, still trying to steady
her own breath. “If you say so. But then most women are sexy with their legs
spread open.”
He opened his eyes and looked down
at her. “I do say so. And you’re not most women. Why would you even say
something like that?”
She didn’t know. It had just popped
out. She leaned up to kiss him, not wanting to let herself dwell on the reasons
behind her comment. But it was hard now that the thought was in her head. James
… and Deena.
Marco hoisted himself up and, drawing
out of her, settled beside her. “Beth?”
She turned her head to look up at
the ceiling. How could she tell him that during her marriage James had often
showered her with empty compliments? Told her she was sexy and desirable. But
they were words. Meaningless words. James had repeatedly assured her she was
sexy and that any man would desire her. That he desired her. And yet his
actions never matched those assurances. When they made love he never made her
feel special. Eventually, the times they had sex grew further and further apart
and the act itself became even more disappointing, seemingly more futile. Until
she finally discovered the real reason James couldn’t climax during those last
few months of their marriage.
He was banging her baby
working her clit as she set up her own rhythm. She was soon breathing heavily,
arching her neck and making little mewling sounds as she neared climax. She
wasn’t sure if she was exaggerating, putting on a show for him or if the feel
of her own hands really did push her to the limits.
She opened her eyes as Marco’s hand
covered her own, and stared up into his heated gaze. “It’s fucking hot to watch
you touch yourself.” His voice had dropped several octaves, spurring her own
lust levels to greater heights. “But it’s my job to make you come.”
His determined hand nudged hers
aside and he pushed two fingers deep into her. It was all she needed and she
came so hard she couldn’t catch her breath.
He didn’t give her the chance to
recover before he pushed her knees apart and knelt between them. From somewhere
he produced a condom and sheathed himself. His cock prodded her pussy and he
began to push inside her, stopping when he was merely an inch inside. Beth
wanted to feel his entire length filling her and he was taking too damn long to
get there.
She must have voiced her complaint
because he gave a throaty laugh as he held still above her, breathing heavily,
his tense expression only making him seem more devilishly good looking.
“I need to take a second here.” He
closed his eyes before looking down at her again. “Too damn close to
embarrassing myself and letting this be over before I get to the finish line.”
Who the hell cared? “I’ll forgive
you this once.”
He gave a self mocking laugh.
“Haven’t disgraced myself since I was sixteen and the sight of my first pussy
pushed me over the edge.”
Beth’s own breath was scratchy.
“Well you’re not sixteen anymore and I’m certainly not your first pussy. So
will you please just get on with it? I want to feel you inside me.”
She hardly got the last words out
before he drove so deep inside her she lost her breath and pushed back into the
mattress as if trying to escape his onslaught.
He pounded into her and the sound of
their flesh slapping, their desperate breaths clashing intensified the feel of
his massive cock inside her and what he was doing to her.
She was full to the brim, his cock
so hard and full she imagined there was barely a centimeter of her he didn’t
touch.
She felt herself on the edge again.
The feeling built so fast, became so intense, that with one final thrust she
came. Seconds later she felt him spurt into the condom.
“Shit.” He leaned on his elbows
above her, still buried to the hilt inside her. He closed his eyes, drew in a
couple of breaths. “I’m going to blame you for that. You’re too damn sexy.”
Beth smiled, still trying to steady
her own breath. “If you say so. But then most women are sexy with their legs
spread open.”
He opened his eyes and looked down
at her. “I do say so. And you’re not most women. Why would you even say
something like that?”
She didn’t know. It had just popped
out. She leaned up to kiss him, not wanting to let herself dwell on the reasons
behind her comment. But it was hard now that the thought was in her head. James
… and Deena.
Marco hoisted himself up and, drawing
out of her, settled beside her. “Beth?”
She turned her head to look up at
the ceiling. How could she tell him that during her marriage James had often
showered her with empty compliments? Told her she was sexy and desirable. But
they were words. Meaningless words. James had repeatedly assured her she was
sexy and that any man would desire her. That he desired her. And yet his
actions never matched those assurances. When they made love he never made her
feel special. Eventually, the times they had sex grew further and further apart
and the act itself became even more disappointing, seemingly more futile. Until
she finally discovered the real reason James couldn’t climax during those last
few months of their marriage.
He was banging her baby
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