over my head. A hiss erupted from his lips as my lingerie pooled at my feet, leaving me completely bare and exposed before him.
“You’re so beautiful, Ireland,” he said with adoration filling his voice.
Parting my lips once again with his tongue, he trailed down my body with heated kisses. He clamped down on my nipple causing me to squirm and I could feel his hard shaft rest against my stomach as he paid close attention to each of my breasts.
Walking backwards in a heated frenzy, I soon felt the edge of the mattress behind my knees. Bentley lightly nudged my shoulder and I fell back onto what felt like a cloud of plush pillows. Spreading out before him, I waited for him to claim me. I wanted nothing more than to be his—forever. Scooting toward the head of the bed, I watched as Bentley unzipped his jeans. His pants fell to the floor, leaving him in only a pair of very tight boxer briefs—which weren’t leaving much to my imagination.
I pointed at his very hard erection which had begun to pop out from the top of his briefs. “I think someone wants to come out and play,” I giggled.
“It’s not nice to laugh and point at a man’s cock, Shamrock,” Bentley hissed, as he began to crawl up the bed before coming to a stop and resting on his elbows so he was hovering directly above me.
“I was definitely not laughing at your cock, Bentley,” I nearly panted, as I took my thumb and began rubbing it over the head of his dick. “I think the rest of him needs to come out,” I said, as I moved my hand to the elastic band of the boxer briefs and tugged them down.
Bentley did some hot maneuver, resting his weight on one arm as he used the other to remove his boxers completely. Lying there with my mouth agape, I watched the rippling veins in his bicep.
I felt his hands trail from my navel down to my sensitive, and now very awake, core.
“Fuck. You’re so ready for me, Shamrock” he moaned into my ear as he began working my pussy with his fingers. I felt my walls begin to tighten around them as he moved his thumb and rubbed over my clit in a slow, circular motion.
“Ahhhhhhhhh, fuck!” I screamed. “That feels incredible. So fucking good.”
He claimed my mouth once again as I let myself go in what had been my first, not self-induced, orgasm in months.
“Bentley, I need all of you,” I begged as I felt his tip rub against my clit.
“Soon, Shamrock,” he said, kissing me on my forehead before propping himself back up on his knees.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“I need to grab a condom out of the nightstand.”
“No, it’s fine. I’m on birth control. Get back here.”
“Are you sure? I’m clean. I was tested after everything went down with Staci. Do you trust me?”
I realized then that we’d still not addressed his past, but now wasn’t the time. I knew he’d confide in me when he was ready. He needed to know that I accepted everything and trusted him completely.
“Of course, I trust you. I want you, Bentley. All of you.”
With my request, Bentley plunged into me and I gasped at his sudden entrance. Only taking a moment for my walls to mold around him, he filled me completely and I rocked back and forth as he pumped himself in and out of me.
Bentley kept at a rigorous pace and after just a few minutes, I could tell by his breathing that he was getting close to his own release. He brought a hand down between us, taking a finger to rub my clit, as he continued to thrust his hard cock into my wet, slippery core.
Angling his body, he used his mouth to suck on my breasts. The double pleasure was too much and he soon sent me over the edge as I began to writhe beneath him, my walls tightening and spasming around his thickness. Slamming into me once more, Bentley groaned as he let go of his own release.
Lying in silence for several seconds, we both tried to catch our breath. The only noise came from the crickets chirping in the distance.
“I love you, Ireland. I love you so
“You’re so beautiful, Ireland,” he said with adoration filling his voice.
Parting my lips once again with his tongue, he trailed down my body with heated kisses. He clamped down on my nipple causing me to squirm and I could feel his hard shaft rest against my stomach as he paid close attention to each of my breasts.
Walking backwards in a heated frenzy, I soon felt the edge of the mattress behind my knees. Bentley lightly nudged my shoulder and I fell back onto what felt like a cloud of plush pillows. Spreading out before him, I waited for him to claim me. I wanted nothing more than to be his—forever. Scooting toward the head of the bed, I watched as Bentley unzipped his jeans. His pants fell to the floor, leaving him in only a pair of very tight boxer briefs—which weren’t leaving much to my imagination.
I pointed at his very hard erection which had begun to pop out from the top of his briefs. “I think someone wants to come out and play,” I giggled.
“It’s not nice to laugh and point at a man’s cock, Shamrock,” Bentley hissed, as he began to crawl up the bed before coming to a stop and resting on his elbows so he was hovering directly above me.
“I was definitely not laughing at your cock, Bentley,” I nearly panted, as I took my thumb and began rubbing it over the head of his dick. “I think the rest of him needs to come out,” I said, as I moved my hand to the elastic band of the boxer briefs and tugged them down.
Bentley did some hot maneuver, resting his weight on one arm as he used the other to remove his boxers completely. Lying there with my mouth agape, I watched the rippling veins in his bicep.
I felt his hands trail from my navel down to my sensitive, and now very awake, core.
“Fuck. You’re so ready for me, Shamrock” he moaned into my ear as he began working my pussy with his fingers. I felt my walls begin to tighten around them as he moved his thumb and rubbed over my clit in a slow, circular motion.
“Ahhhhhhhhh, fuck!” I screamed. “That feels incredible. So fucking good.”
He claimed my mouth once again as I let myself go in what had been my first, not self-induced, orgasm in months.
“Bentley, I need all of you,” I begged as I felt his tip rub against my clit.
“Soon, Shamrock,” he said, kissing me on my forehead before propping himself back up on his knees.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“I need to grab a condom out of the nightstand.”
“No, it’s fine. I’m on birth control. Get back here.”
“Are you sure? I’m clean. I was tested after everything went down with Staci. Do you trust me?”
I realized then that we’d still not addressed his past, but now wasn’t the time. I knew he’d confide in me when he was ready. He needed to know that I accepted everything and trusted him completely.
“Of course, I trust you. I want you, Bentley. All of you.”
With my request, Bentley plunged into me and I gasped at his sudden entrance. Only taking a moment for my walls to mold around him, he filled me completely and I rocked back and forth as he pumped himself in and out of me.
Bentley kept at a rigorous pace and after just a few minutes, I could tell by his breathing that he was getting close to his own release. He brought a hand down between us, taking a finger to rub my clit, as he continued to thrust his hard cock into my wet, slippery core.
Angling his body, he used his mouth to suck on my breasts. The double pleasure was too much and he soon sent me over the edge as I began to writhe beneath him, my walls tightening and spasming around his thickness. Slamming into me once more, Bentley groaned as he let go of his own release.
Lying in silence for several seconds, we both tried to catch our breath. The only noise came from the crickets chirping in the distance.
“I love you, Ireland. I love you so
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