“More, Gideon. I need more,” and she was not wrong. She needed all that this man had to give.
He studied her face and must have found her truth because he slowly slid back out to the tip, then he drove back like his life depended on connecting with her. In and out, Gideon powered through her slick folds, expertly moving her body so that his cock would light up the right spots and rock her world.
“Gideon,” she screeched.
He paused, a trickle of sweat dripped down one of his pectoral muscles and Jada licked it up. “I’m wonderful. You’re wonderful. Keep going.”
He threw back his head and laughed, then gave her another Gideon kiss, as he continued to drive her insane with his powerful strokes. Every single time he hit her sweet spot, he would twist and the base of his penis would rub against her clit. Sublime.
Jada began to pant, big gasping breaths; this seemed like so much more than what had come before.
“Come on, Angel,” Gideon coaxed. “Reach for it.”
She didn’t know if she could. It was massive, she wouldn’t survive. Gideon’s eyes looked almost black, his face a mask of ferocious passion. He drove in again, and it was so good. So good, but too much.
“It’s all right, let go, Angel.” He bent down and kissed her, then he took her bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. The little bit of pain sent her over the edge of the world. Jada clamped down on Gideon’s cock as she screamed out his name.
Over and over again he pushed her past any limit she’d ever had as the eternal beauty of the stars shot by. Then the beauty burned brighter as she felt and heard Gideon join her as he found his release.
Oh yes, magnificent.
* * *
Jada rolledover and let out a sharp cry of pain.
What?
It was pitch black, she couldn’t see anything, and it stunk. She tried to sit up, but it hurt too badly.
Why did I have to wake up? Why couldn’t I have just kept dreaming? Remembering all the goodness?
“Gideon, please help me. Please say you’re coming,” she begged the darkness.