Milk and Chocolate

chapter: 18

Finally,minutes and every inch of him was inside her tight sheath." So goddamed good. So wet. So tight. Oh my god," he groaned through gritted teeth. He stretched out over her, taking her breasts into his hands,he pulled her up and into him with each thrust. She tossed her head back and forth on the bed clearly on the verge of yet another orgasm. She opened up herself even more to him and that nearly sent him over the edge. He pulled her torso up until he could feel her breast against his chest. His hand still tangled in her hair. The sensual slide of skin,against skin just pushed him closer to his orgasm. The strands of her hair in his hands seem to rub against his nerve endings triggering a violent reaction through his body. He slammed his hips against her as though compelled by a force outside himself. In and out of her wet heat. Again and again. And it was not enough. It could never be enough. Suddenly his head arched,back involuntarily, and he couldn't help the,scream that was forced from his throat when his orgasm finally crashed into him. Needing to be even closer to her he buried his face in the side of her neck. He opened his mouth sucking in the taste of her sweat_slickened flesh he couldn't breathe but wasn't sure he needed to, but more than anything he knew he needed this. This woman whose body welcomed and devoted him. Then he lowered them to the bed,careful not to fall on top of her for a long moment, convinced he'd never breathe again, before he rose from the bed to dispose of the condom. After doing so in the bathroom and washing his hands, he returned to the bed. Sleep slowly overtook him almost before he made it to the bed.