Page 26 of Midsummer Masquerade
“You’re fucking perfect, do you know that?” I grunt out. “You take me so well.”
She whimpers. Every sound from her is pure ecstasy.
“I could stay buried inside your sweet cunt for an eternity and never be sated,” I admit, unable to hold back while in the deep throes of passion.
“To-bias,” she gasps out.
I roll my hips and then slide my hand between us to tease her clit.
“Oh my God. You’re going to make me come again,” she says, panting.
“Good, because I need to feel your tight pussy choke my cock. I want to come deep inside you. I want to paint your pretty walls white and fill you up. Will you let me Fill…” Thrust. “You…” Thrust. “Up?”
She clenches around me, her channel fluttering. A warning that she’s close. I’m barely holding on myself because every sensation is heightened with nothing between us.
It’s taking everything in me not to lose control and shoot my load. I need her permission before I can truly let go.
I don’t have sex without protection—ever— a part of me knows we should have discussed this beforehand. But the idea ofdoing this any other way now that I know how it feels to have her wrapped around my cock isn’t worth thinking about.
This—this is as it always should be, me and her with no barriers.
Chapter 14
Rainbow
I can’t believe we’re doing this, let alone without a condom. I’d be lying if I said a part of me wasn’t scared, even though I’m on the pill.
This is exquisite. The way he fills me is everything. How he’s pushing me into a cloud of oblivion with every single thrust while working my clit is pure magic as he expertly coaxes pleasure from me.
“Rainbow,” he says on a guttural moan. “I can’t hold off much longer. I need you to come around my cock and let me fill you the fuck up.”
Pressure is building from somewhere deep, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’m desperate for him to let go and fill me.
Own me. Ruin me. Claim me.
“Yes, oh my God, yes! Tobias, right there,” I cry out, my voice strained. Intense pleasure ricochets through my entire body on a blended orgasm, my release wet and all-consuming.
His muscles tighten as he roars out loud, the sound so feral as he fucks me faster.
“Fucking hell, you’re squirting. Hell. Fucking. Yes.”
I’m a whimpering mess as he grabs my thigh and hitches my leg up higher, angling himself right where he wants me. It’s wet and salacious as he grunts out his own release with a deep-seated moan. His entire body jerks, and his cock pulses inside me as he pumps me full of his cum.
He stares down between us, my channel twitching with small aftershocks as the last of his orgasm leaves him.
I’m sensitive and soaked, our combined releases slick between my arse cheeks and my inner thighs.
But he’s unbothered as he takes my mouth for a soul-shattering kiss.
When he pulls back, his mouth forms into the most majestic smile I’ve ever seen from him before. It’s like he’s exposinghimself to me unabashedly, a secret he rarely shares with anyone, if ever.
“I’m going to need to do that again and soon,” he says, his voice deep.
He slips out of me, and a gush of our cum follows.
“Fuck me, that’s hot,” he says, scooping it up and pushing it back inside my entrance.
I groan, my pussy sensitive, as he swirls it around before pulling his fingers free and raising them to my mouth.
