When his enormous hand slid up to rest on the front of my neck, practically enclosing it, I drew in a short gasp. He didn’t make me feel threatened in the slightest, which was a pleasant surprise. As I realized how helpless I was in his grasp and how much control he had over me, though, desire filled my system instead. His authoritative but tender touch sent shivers down my spine, and sweat clung to my thighs.
My heart sprang as his touch traced the path of my frail artery. I let out a deep sigh and was only vaguely aware of its pleasurable nature. Suddenly, I was a lot lighter than usual, and I couldn’t quite place my identity. Being with Nicola helped me overcome my fears and calm my racing thoughts. His massive frame, his distinctively manly aroma, and his deep, rumbling words of appreciation were all I could think about. He complemented my looks and said I was flawless. He had an angel looking out for him.
I was completely overwhelmed by his adoration of my body and his dominance over my mind and spirit.
As if trying to commit my body’s contours to memory, he ran his fingers over my. He pulled my nipples into his lips and nibbled at the tender buds as he kissed my breasts. After a while, I started to wriggle about under his weight. Even though I wanted to reach out and touch him, I obeyed his wishes and kept my arms tightly above my head.
I repeated my pleading chant, “please, please, please” again and over. I needed his presence inside me. Despite his massive frame, he made my pussy hurt for him. I really wanted to talk to him.
At long last, he kissed me lightly on the lips. “I promise to be right back, sweetie. ”
He made an effort to push off of me, but I was adamant that he not create any separation between us. My attention was too engrossed by the sensation of his body pressing against mine.
“No!” I argued, maybe a little passionately.
He said, “I need to acquire a condom,” while his face was tense with his own desire. He was reluctant to separate from me, too. Not for one single second.
I stifled a protest and nodded in agreement. Using a condom was the sensible, adult thing to do.
My rational mind overrode my baser instincts, which wanted his hot sperm to mark me from the inside out.
When he went to get something out of his pocket, he turned his back on me for all of two seconds. He swiftly retracted inside his cloak and resumed his position of weight over me.
“I need you inside me,” I gasped, leaning back and pushing my peaky nipples against his stony chest. beg you, Nicola. I’m counting on you.”
A curse came out of his mouth, and I could feel his rough cock match mine smooth entry. He inched closer to me carefully, displaying the same concern for my safety that he had shown many times before. He was as massive as I had anticipated, and his slow, careful insertion left a tiny burn.
As I fought to make room for him, my breath came in quick, weak gasps. When he stretched me to my limits, I felt nearly too full to bear, but I was already hooked on the rush of being entirely submerged in him. The little pain that accompanied the pleasure was something I actively sought for.
Hold on to me,”
“I’ve got you”
At last, I lowered my arms from their previous position over my head. As he poured himself completely into me, I curled my fingers into his shoulders and clung to him. He moaned from the restraint he had to exercise, but he was silent inside me for a good long while. My own personal boundaries shrank to accommodate his presence.
He kissed me gently, opening my mouth so his tongue could go down it. My inner muscles finally gave way and I let out a sigh of relief as he moved about inside of me. His cockhead dragged over my g-hole as he pushed nearly all the way out. As the heat of pleasure spread through me, stars flashed across my field of vision. I moved my hips up to meet him as he started entering me again because I wanted more of the pleasurable sensation.
He began walking steadily toward me, rubbing gently into me. Even as his lips stroked mine, I could sense the effort of trying to control his urges.
I was hoping he wouldn’t exhibit any self-control.
I buried my teeth into his lower lip and brazenly wrapped my legs around him.
The thread of control broke under his tension. He lunged toward me, teeth bared, delivering a powerful blow to the mouth. Then, without any subtlety, he started taking me, and I took each of his violent, brutal thrusts head-on. He repeatedly struck my weak place, sending me soaring to heights I never thought possible.
I screamed, my body constricting around him as the dazzling intensity of my orgasm swept through me. He kissed me more passionately, his tongue taking possession of my lips just like his cock had taken possession of my pussy.
When I started to orgasm, he did as well, and we both hissed with delight at the sensation of his cock jerking inside of me. He had claimed me for himself, branded me as his. When my first high wore off, the information maintained me in a state of blissful euphoria. He stayed firmly seated within me, as if he couldn’t bear to be separated from me, and I felt little aftershocks of ecstasy.
He took hold of my hips and flipped me over so that I was draping myself over him. I lingered in blissful oblivion, my face on his chiseled chest. He started his effusive compliments again, muttering. His words of reverence and the lingering physical pleasure they induced warmed me to the core. I let myself go into him, and the warmth of his affection helped me go off to sleep.
Nicola
I stayed in Emily’s room for half an hour after I was supposed to leave while she showered. My half-hearted plea that I should be leaving died on my lips when, after waking up in my arms this morning, she informed me I was welcome to remain and her wide eyes nearly begged me to stay.
After our intense sexual encounter the night before, I decided to spend the night at her apartment. A piece of my brain realized that my fascination with her had sprung from a long-suppressed yearning for her. I need to slow down on the instant attachment to her.