THE MASKED (Sequence 1)

CHAPTER 18

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I think I should just let him stare after that mind-blowing orgasm. I'm gonna allow him do whatever he wants with me. With a tongue like that and fingers I'd give my life for, I can't imagine how good the rest of his body is. Speaking of the rest of his body.
My eyes dropped to his massive erection and the need in me grows to a palpable hunger.
"Umm, is something wrong?" I whisper my fear, seeing his eyes jolt up to mine, finally leaving my breasts.
"Your tits are phenomenal." His hands squeezed them and I arch my back off the bed, pushing them farther into his palms.
"I want to slide my cock right here and come all over them." He trails a finger down the center, his eyes turning roguish. Jesus. This guy excels in the dirty talk department and I never thought I'd be into that. But coming out of that mouth, from those lips, I'm way the hell into it. I've never been so turned on in my life.
He leans forward and presses my body into the mattress.
The sensation of him over me is perfect. Every part of his body is touching mine, and I never want him to move. His erection pushes against my clit, and I moan into him as his mouth collides with mine. His tongue twists and dips, licking and swiping into my mouth. God, he's so good at this. I feel like I'm just babbling or screaming but he isn't complaining. I run along his back with my hands, feeling them flex against my touch.
His mouth breaks free of mine, and he slides down slightly. "I gotta suck them, baby." He flicks my nipple once, twice, and then draws it into his mouth.
"Oh, yes." I hold his head to my breast, not ever wanting him to stop this amazing sensation.
He alternates between them, giving each nipple equal attention as he sucks, twists, and bites. The pain is just enough that it blends into pleasure. Intense pleasure. It feels amazing and I want more. He moved and I miss his cock already, now that he's moved down my body.
"Can you, oh..."
His head tilts up.
"Can I what?" He keeps his eyes on me as he licks my left nipple.
"I'm not doing anything else to this beautiful body unless you beg me to do it." His hands continue their sweet torture on my breasts.
" So you've never done this before? Even with Walter?"
I glance down and meet his smirk.
Christ, he's sexy as hell and he has every right to be cocky. I'm all for begging if it puts him inside me.
"Um, yea. I've never done anything like this. I've kissed boys and they've touched me a little, but that's the only experience I gat."
"Are you sure you wanna do this? Do you trust me enough to be the one to do this. I mean I could eat your pussy some more or fuck you again with my fingers. It doesn't have to be my cock getting you off."
I bite my lips while looking at him. I think he cares but he shouldn't even pretend cos I know he wants this more than I do.
"Tempting. But I want this to be with you." Our eyes stay locked as he sits back between my legs.
"I don't want to stop."
"Show me you want this." He holds me with his stare, commanding me to do what he's asking.
"Show me you want me to be the one to take it."
I reach for his cock, sliding and rubbing his length. His groan vibrates through his entire body and I feel it tickling my palm.
"Do you think you can make me come with this?" I whisper my tease.
"I'm betting you can. I'm betting you can make me come all night with it."
The biggest, sweetest grin spreads across his face and I swoon. I'm fucking swooning here.
He stood up and I was wandering why until he pulled out a roll of condom from his drawer.
"I don't think we'll be needing that"
"Why? You ne..."
"I know but this is what I want. I want to feel you and I don't want anything coming in between that" he sighed in defeat and returned to the bed.
"Sweetheart. I'm gonna go slow, but I need you to tell me if it's too much for you.
He braces himself on either side of my face, taking his weight on his forearms. I feel him at my entrance and he gently places kisses to my lips as he slowly slides in with a muted grunt. I inhale sharply and clamp my eyes shut.
Holy shit, he's big. Really fucking big.
He stills, not all the way in, and I let out my air.
"Jesus. So damn tight." He groans and drops his forehead to mine.
"Are you okay?" His concerned words blow across my face.
"Do you want me to pull out?"
I open my eyes and meet his. I have to keep going. I know the pleasure will come after the pain.
"No, don't pull out. I want you to fuck me."
His hand strokes my cheek in the most intimate way.
"Baby, I can't fuck you until you're ready for me. It'll hurt if I try to do it right now." He reaches down and grabs my hand, moving it around him.
"Grab me and pull me into you. That way you're controlling it."
I nod once, grabbing on to him with both hands and guiding him into me. The pain hits me again and I tense. Every muscle in my body contracts against his. I can't stop. I need to do this. I clamp my eyes shut as I pull him in.
Deeper. Deeper. Fucking hell. My nails dig into his skin and I sharply suck in my breath again.
"Oh, God," I pant.
The pain begins to shift, slowly disappearing into nothing. I lock onto his eyes and bite my lip, seeing his apprehensive expression.
He's just as tense as I am.
He doesn't want to hurt me.
I'm in love with the right guy.
I relaxed my body completely and become familiar with the sensation. "I'm okay," I reassure him, seeing the tightness in his jaw disappear and his eyes light up.
He slowly pushes in all the way, checking my reaction closely. Studying my face. His lips are parted slightly and his eyes are so bright, they seem to light up the darkness of his bedroom. A deep noise escapes his throat as I open up to him, spreading my legs as wide as they'll go.
"I'm all the way in you, baby, and it feels so damn good." He brushes his lips against mine.
"Fucking perfect," he whispers.
"I'm ready for you to move," I say, assurance in my tone. I'm more than ready. I tilt my pelvis up and wrap my legs around his waist.
He slowly slides back out, keeping his eyes on mine and watching me closely. The pain is gone and the only thing I feel is pure ecstasy. Elation. Fucking euphoria. I moan and lift my hips, urging him farther.
Oh, yes. That feels good. Amazingly good.
"Holy fuck," he grunts, sliding back in slowly. He bends down and kisses the corner of my mouth.
"Does it still hurt?"
I smile against his lips and shake my head.
"Good. I'm gonna really move now, pretty angel. I don't know how long I'll last though. You're squeezing me so God damned tight, baby." And then he picks up rhythm, his hips crashing against mine.
My breasts bob against his muscular chest and I kiss him deeply, exploring every inch of his mouth with my tongue. The room fills with our moans that are in no way muffled. I'm certain people in the next state over can hear us..no me cos it's just too much to hold in.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
"Oh, my God," I say as he licks and sucks my breast. And I know I'm close. I'm familiar now with what he can do to me and there's no stopping it. The build up is coming from deep within me, and it's coming quick. Like a wildfire spreading.
"You're right there, baby. Are you ready?"
How fucking hot is it that he knows when I'm about to come? I don't even need to tell him.
"Yes. God, yes," I answer.
He slides his hand between us and rubs against my clit. Thrusting harder and harder, deeper than I thought possible, and my orgasm rolls through me like a current.
"Oh!" I'm coming, clutching his body, and this is even more intense than the first.
My entire body trembles against his as I dig my nails into his back and rake them along his skin.
"Do that again," he demands urgently.
I repeat the action and he groans loudly, ramming into me and finding his release.
"Baby. Fuck!"
He twitches inside me and stills, relaxing his body against mine as we both slowly come down.
But I don't want to come down. I love this high. This high is incredible. Now I understand what appeals to sex addicts. I'm elated and completely spent. I looked at him
"I love you Alejandro Emilio Roderico" he smiled....

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