Golden's Rule by Billi Jean

him. Then she nearly screamed as he nudged and ground down, parting her sensitive flesh with his thickness until he’d somehow managed to add more of his size to what already felt like heaven inside her.
    “Beauty, you’ve brought me such life, such light.” His body tightened against hers and he began a steady thrust and retreat, amazing her with the immediate zip and rush of arousal to places she didn’t know existed.
    “Torque, oh, oh Gods. I can’t take more.”
    Rising up on his knees, he levelled her hips with his and positioned her legs along his hot chest so he could grip her thighs with one big arm and hold her ankles with his other hand. The look on his handsome face should have scared her, but her body trembled close to tumbling into space just with the lusty look darkening his cheeks.
    “Ah, sweet, there’s more. Much, much more.”
    She was on fire, hotter than ever, but her body felt exquisite, perfect, incredible, but more? “Torque, I don’t think I can.”
    A low chuckle met her plea. His hips slapped her flesh and he drove in deep, while his intense eyes watched her, his jaw tight and hard, sweat dripping from him as he waited for something. She gasped at the feel of him and that must have been enough. He sucked on the side of her calf and started a pounding rhythm that made her dig her nails into the bedding. He slid his hand down her legs to press his thumb against her clit and eased forward, to add force to each slam of his hips. The sensations were so raw she couldn’t catch her breath. A graze of his teeth along her ankles shocked her with a burst of pleasure along every thick inch of his heavy erection.
    “Watch me, Beauty. Watch where I fill you.”
    Suddenly he reached down and cupped her neck up so she could see each time his big cock spread her pink flesh.
    “Oh Gods. Oh Gods. Oh—” The climax was close, huge and so good she barely had enough sense left to breathe.
    “Take it, take it, give it to me, come for me.” His litany, so harsh and primitive in her ear, did it. The direct connection between them, the dark orders and his muscled tight body working her like a dream simply overcame her. The feel of every inch of him filling her deeper and deeper, spreading her to fit him, devastated and exposed her until with a scream she climaxed. She was so overwhelmed she could only shudder and grip his hips, trying to hold herself from breaking into a million pieces as he took her pleasure to a steep, high incline and seemed to shove her off to free fall in hard spirals of ecstasy.
    His low grunts and groans filled the air. The slapping sounds of their lovemaking grounded her to the world and made it so real she couldn’t escape how good he felt. Not that she wanted to. She wanted to savour it, him, them. His sweaty body slid along hers with each forceful, perfect shove and grind, making her pleasure stay suspended, spiralling and tossing her into oblivion.
    He shuddered above her. She felt his frantic thrusts still, and desperately he pulled her bottom up and shoved in hard with a grunt and low groan. “So good. Never, thought to feel this, so beautiful.” His voice had turned hot with need and his eyes blazed. With each word, he began to thrust harder, faster, more out of control with each lunge. “Fuck, yes, yes.”
    His handsome face contracted in pleasure. As soon as he sucked in a harsh breath, his hips drew back and he slammed into her with such force he shoved her up the bed and the headboard crashed into the wall. His erection swelled, feeling like a bar of thick hot steel-covered flesh spearing through her oversensitive body. She gasped for air as sensations built up again and with a silent cry, she felt him hit a spot that knocked her into another spiral of pleasure. Repeatedly he drove in, each time sending her rushing towards climax. When she couldn’t take it, couldn’t survive the pleasure any longer, she cried out his name. The strangled sound was so full of pleasure