sensation through my body, all the way to my over-stimulated sex.
“Ah!” I gasp, pulling away from his mouth and biting my lip again.
Colin grasps the back of my thigh and hitches it higher and over his hip. His thumb skims over my throbbing clit, and I tilt my hips upwards, surrendering to this sweet anguish.
“Colin, please… I want to come. Now!”
“So impatient. So needy,” he murmurs against my lips, sending a new bout of sizzling sensation down south of my waist.
“You make me needy for you,” I gasp when the head of his engorged penis slides completely out, and then back in through my cleft. It stretches and fills me, and I greedily push toward it, moaning.
Colin holds firmly onto my thigh and buttock, keeping me in just the right angle for him. His face is right above mine, and his blue eyes are dark with lust.
“Is that what you wanted?” His mouth quivers, and one corner lifts up. He looks as sexy as hell, smiling like this.
I breathe fast, my fingers frenziedly sliding over his back.
“Is it? Tell me,” he demands.
“Yes. It’s what I want,” I whisper, unable to speak up; unable to really form any coherent thought. I just want to feel him inside and all around me.
“I want to hear more.” He pounds into me relentlessly, but when I only whimper in pleasure without succumbing to his command, he stops.
“Colin, please. Don’t stop,” I beg.
“Tell me.” His tongue laps over my earlobe.
“I want you to fuck me, hard. I don’t want you to stop. I want your rigid cock to hammer me into an orgasm. That’s what I want,” I whisper frantically.
He drives into me again, all the way, deep inside, and I cry out when the thunder of release claims me. Colin doesn’t stop, and I keep climaxing, long and strong. My fingernails dig into the skin of his buttocks in the same rhythm as his manhood slams into me.
His breath becomes shallow and ragged, desperate with his own primal need for a release. He screams, “Natalie! Fuck, yes! Yes!” His thrusts are desperate and vehement, and I can’t get enough of him, so I whisper his name and squeeze my legs around him, urging him to keep going.
He finally collapses on top of me, but still supporting his weight on his trembling forearms. He’s laboriously breathing and shaking in the aftermath of such an overwhelming orgasm.
NINETEEN
Don’t be with someone you can be with; be with someone you can't be without.
Anon
We lay on our backs, holding hands and looking at each other. Colin’s eyes are half-closed. His features are relaxed and gorgeously male.
“When we’re back, I want you to wear that pink bra,” he murmurs lazily.
“ The pink bra? The one you first saw me in?” I laugh.
“That’s the one. And the same skirt and heels.”
I lift my head from the pillow and slide my arm under it. “Huh. Don’t tell me you want me to parade half naked in my office for you.”
“Nah. In my bedroom should be sufficient. You never wear that bra anymore.”
I groan and shake my head. “That’s my badge of shame.”
He opens his eyes and gives me an incredulous look. “Because you ran into me half-naked in your office?”
“Something like that.”
He swiftly rolls over to hover above me. His upper lip lifts in a tiny snarl. “That was the best day of my life up to that moment. You brought me to my knees.”
“What? I thought you thought I was a complete moron or a ditz. What kind of woman runs around half-naked in her place of employment?”
“You’re too hard on yourself, babe. You took my breath away, and I still have difficulty breathing around you.” He smiles, and his eyes narrow playfully.
I lift my hand and trace his lips with my finger. Colin opens his mouth and captures it in his mouth. He begins to suck and closes his eyes. This is such an erotic act, that I feel my sex immediately clench and dampen in need.
“I want you to do
“Ah!” I gasp, pulling away from his mouth and biting my lip again.
Colin grasps the back of my thigh and hitches it higher and over his hip. His thumb skims over my throbbing clit, and I tilt my hips upwards, surrendering to this sweet anguish.
“Colin, please… I want to come. Now!”
“So impatient. So needy,” he murmurs against my lips, sending a new bout of sizzling sensation down south of my waist.
“You make me needy for you,” I gasp when the head of his engorged penis slides completely out, and then back in through my cleft. It stretches and fills me, and I greedily push toward it, moaning.
Colin holds firmly onto my thigh and buttock, keeping me in just the right angle for him. His face is right above mine, and his blue eyes are dark with lust.
“Is that what you wanted?” His mouth quivers, and one corner lifts up. He looks as sexy as hell, smiling like this.
I breathe fast, my fingers frenziedly sliding over his back.
“Is it? Tell me,” he demands.
“Yes. It’s what I want,” I whisper, unable to speak up; unable to really form any coherent thought. I just want to feel him inside and all around me.
“I want to hear more.” He pounds into me relentlessly, but when I only whimper in pleasure without succumbing to his command, he stops.
“Colin, please. Don’t stop,” I beg.
“Tell me.” His tongue laps over my earlobe.
“I want you to fuck me, hard. I don’t want you to stop. I want your rigid cock to hammer me into an orgasm. That’s what I want,” I whisper frantically.
He drives into me again, all the way, deep inside, and I cry out when the thunder of release claims me. Colin doesn’t stop, and I keep climaxing, long and strong. My fingernails dig into the skin of his buttocks in the same rhythm as his manhood slams into me.
His breath becomes shallow and ragged, desperate with his own primal need for a release. He screams, “Natalie! Fuck, yes! Yes!” His thrusts are desperate and vehement, and I can’t get enough of him, so I whisper his name and squeeze my legs around him, urging him to keep going.
He finally collapses on top of me, but still supporting his weight on his trembling forearms. He’s laboriously breathing and shaking in the aftermath of such an overwhelming orgasm.
NINETEEN
Don’t be with someone you can be with; be with someone you can't be without.
Anon
We lay on our backs, holding hands and looking at each other. Colin’s eyes are half-closed. His features are relaxed and gorgeously male.
“When we’re back, I want you to wear that pink bra,” he murmurs lazily.
“ The pink bra? The one you first saw me in?” I laugh.
“That’s the one. And the same skirt and heels.”
I lift my head from the pillow and slide my arm under it. “Huh. Don’t tell me you want me to parade half naked in my office for you.”
“Nah. In my bedroom should be sufficient. You never wear that bra anymore.”
I groan and shake my head. “That’s my badge of shame.”
He opens his eyes and gives me an incredulous look. “Because you ran into me half-naked in your office?”
“Something like that.”
He swiftly rolls over to hover above me. His upper lip lifts in a tiny snarl. “That was the best day of my life up to that moment. You brought me to my knees.”
“What? I thought you thought I was a complete moron or a ditz. What kind of woman runs around half-naked in her place of employment?”
“You’re too hard on yourself, babe. You took my breath away, and I still have difficulty breathing around you.” He smiles, and his eyes narrow playfully.
I lift my hand and trace his lips with my finger. Colin opens his mouth and captures it in his mouth. He begins to suck and closes his eyes. This is such an erotic act, that I feel my sex immediately clench and dampen in need.
“I want you to do
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