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With a snap of my hips, I push all the way inside her welcoming heat. “You’re mine,” I say roughly as she bites my shoulder, moaning loudly.
This must be what paradise feels like. I hold still, the muscles in my neck straining, relishing the pleasure and sting of pain from her teeth, but trying not to come just from being inside Leena, her warm, wet heat gripping me.
Staring at each other, grins stretch across our faces. I take her lips in another slow, lingering kiss until she turns the tables faster than I can process. Pumping her hips up in a pulsing rhythm. Her fucking my dick from below breaks me and I start railing into her, encouraged by her clutching and digging blunt nails across my back.
She meets me thrust for thrust. “Baby,” flows from her mouth in a moaning exhale.
Leena has only ever called me Julian, and Doctor a few times, but her brokenbabyrewires something in my brain. If I wasn’t already wholly hers, I would be now.
Angling my dick so it drags across her clit, I continue thrusting in and out of her. The quivering and tightening of her pussy around my dick has me clenching my jaw and ass, I am determined to see her through another orgasm.I will not come before she does.
“I need you to come for me again. I want to feel you coming on my dick. Can you do that for me, pretty girl?” My hips stutter as Leena’s legs clamp around my waist.
She wildly nods her head, clutching on to me, trembling.
My hands slip under her, balling into fists against the mattress as I hold myself up. I continue thrusting. The wet sound of me plunging into her tight heat combined with her walls clamping down on me as she cries out about takes me over the edge. “Where do you want me?” I pant out.
“Inside—inside me, Julian.”
With a shout, my release rips through me. I continue to thrust, emptying inside her, the pulsing of her pussy milking me of every last drop of cum.
Fuck, she’s utterly wrecked me.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Leena
With a roaring in my ears,Julian slumps on top of me, breathing erratic, but holding me tight. Smiling, I soak up this moment. This gorgeous man quiets something in my mind, allowing me to lose myself in the moment with him. He wrings pleasure from my body effortlessly.
Rarely have I reached orgasm with a partner in the past. It either takes more time than they are willing to give, or I feel too self-conscious to fully relax, and then I’m constantly wondering if I am taking too long. I can come easier with additional stimulation from a vibrator. However, when I worked up the courage to ask my ex-boyfriend, he was not so accommodating. He was threatened by the use of a toy, and he made me feel like something was wrong with me.
The fact that Julian has made me orgasm each time we’ve been intimate, is mind-blowing. In more ways than one!
Running my hands over his sweaty back, I kiss his head. When he hums against my breast, another smile stretches across my mouth.
“And here you thought you wouldn’t be up to finishing me off,” I tut playfully at him.
Lifting his head, he looks completely unamused. “I had no idea your magic cunt would suck the soul from my body.”
Gasping out a laugh, I pinch his side.
“What? I’m pretty sure I have never come that hard before. I might have blacked out, pretty girl.”
Lifting my head, I quickly kiss him before yawning.
Pulling out, he pushes back on to his heels, looking directly at my pussy. My face flames, and I try to snap my legs closed, but he holds them open with a firm grip on my knees. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s hot as fuck watching my cum leaking from you.” His intense expression abruptly changes to a frown, but before I can ask, he’s using two fingers to gather his release and push it back inside.
With a yelp, my jaw drops. “Julian! I cannot believe you just did that!”
He smirks up at me as he slowly pushes his fingers in again. I clench around the pleasant intrusion. How is my body still responding to him after three freaking orgasms tonight?
“Pretty girl, I don’t want a drop of this cum to go to waste. It belongs. Right. Here.” He punctuates the last few words with the thrusting of his fingers. My hips come off the bed, following. “Look at you. You’re fucking gorgeous—messy and leaking. Your body still responds to me. Wanting more.” Looking down at his fingers disappearing inside my body, he keeps finger fucking me. “Am I right?”
“What are you doing to me?” I gasp out, moving my hips in time with his hand. I whine and thrash my head when his thumb starts circling my swollen, sensitive clit.
Chuckling, Julian doesn’t let up. My pussy clenches around his digits, I continue to lift my ass off the bed, searching for and chasing another orgasm. When he reaches his other hand up to pinch my nipple, I cry out sharply at the zap of pleasure it radiates to my core. With a few more flicks of his fingers, I’mcoming again. Not as hard as the previous orgasm, but no less satisfying.
“That’s right. Coming for me like such a good girl.” My legs cinch shut, squeezing his hand, and I ride the wave of bliss from his fingers and words. “Does my pretty girl have a praise kink?” he coos.
