Page 64 of Citadel

It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

“You ready for this, baby?” he mumbles against my mouth. He lets go of my hip so he can feel between my legs.

I inhale sharply when one of his fingers penetrates me. My pussy is hot and wet and clingy. Definitely ready for him. “Yes. Yes, I’m ready.”

“You really are.” He pumps his finger, making me ride him shamelessly, chasing the sensations. “Look how hot you are. That’s right. Take what you want.”

I grab for his shoulders and pump against his hand until my pussy flutters around his finger. I drop my head and let out a soft moan at the wave of pleasure that pulses through me.

“That’s so good,” he murmurs as I come all over his hand. “You’re so hot. So responsive. You’re coming so good for me.”

His voice, as much as his touch, drives my arousal deeper. Flushed and breathless, I ease my hips up and reach for his cock again.

He holds it in position and helps me lower myself down over him until I’m sheathing him completely.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “Oh fuck, baby, you feel so good. Nothing has ever felt as good as you do.”

I whimper and moan as I adjust to the tightness of the penetration, but it’s not long before the urging of my body drives me on even more. I work my hips to ride him rhythmically, and he holds on to my bottom to guide my motion.

Our bodies make a crude sound of suction as his cock moves in and out of me. My fingernails dig into his shoulders. My thigh muscles burn. My hair flies everywhere, sticking to my damp skin. And every cell in my body is driving me on, pushing me into this shameless bouncing on his lap.

He’s still murmuring out those erotic encouragements, telling me how good I’m doing, how sexy I am, how no one has ever made him feel the way I do. His face twists with effort, pleasure as he rasps, “Oh fuck, I’ve dreamed of this. So many times. But my dreams were never this good.”

He wasn’t this vocal during sex two years ago, and his talking is really doing it for me.

I’m whimpering as I reach climax. I cry out loudly as I fall into another release, my body shaking through the spasms.

“There you go. That’s so good. Keep coming for me. You need even more.” He reaches between our bodies until he finds my clit. Then he rubs it in firm circles until I’m coming again.

And then again.

I’m shaking and clutching at him and sobbing with pleasure as the sensations come in wave after wave. My pussy keeps fluttering, a lot of wetness leaking out around his cock. I lean forward and bite his shoulder as another orgasm hits.

“Oh fuck, baby,” he chokes out, his hand growing still on my clit while the other squeezes the soft flesh of my bottom. “You’re coming so good. Keep going. I want everything.”

It feels like he’s taking everything. And I’m giving it to him willingly. As soon as he starts massaging my clit again, another orgasm mounts and breaks, leaving me a limp, sobbing mess of sensation.

“Have you had enough?” he asks thickly when I fall limply onto his chest. He strokes from my hair down my back to my ass. Then he holds me, the fingers of both hands curled into the cleft there.

“I… think so. I didn’t think I could come so much.”

“You can do a lot more than you ever imagined. You can feel so much better than you’ve ever let yourself. If you need more, tell me, and I’ll give it to you.”

My lungs are burning, but his words somehow get me going again. I squirm over him, his hard cock shifting inside me.

“Lean back, baby. Hold on to my thighs.”

I do as he says, stretching my body backward. His eyes are on me as he pumps his hips up into me, and the intimate exposure is as hot as anything else. He fucks me like that until I come again. Then he makes me rub my own clit until I come once more.

By then I’m utterly exhausted, and my pussy has been rubbed raw. So I gasp, “I’ve had enough.”

He gives a grunt and slides his cock out of my body. Then he pulls me tightly against him, his cock trapped between our bodies. He kisses me, and we rock together in a carnal rhythm until his body clenches up like a fist.

He lets out a long groan as he comes, shaking in tight spasms through the contractions until he’s every bit as relaxed as I am.

We hold each other for a long time afterward, wet and hot and dirty and exhausted and completely sated.

Then he kisses me softly and helps me up.

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