Page 24 of Saving Grace

“Stop it,” she protested weakly, lightly shoving at my shoulders.

“But you don’t want me to.”

If guilt didn’t work, maybe sex would.

“No, I don’t,” she admitted with a strangled moan. “Touch me.”

“Only if you promise to stay.” I coaxed her.

“Yes,” she answered. “I promise.”

Those words were all I needed. Grace would never break her promise to me, I had won.

She let me peel the sheet from her body, her breasts bounced free, heaving with every breath she took.

I glided the pad of my thumb over her already puckered nipple and felt it tighten even more for me. Leaning forward I took her dark nipple in between my teeth, then ran my tongue over its peak. The sigh that slipped from between her lips made me feel like a champion.

I repeated the same action on her other breast until she squirmed, panting and gasping.

I splayed my hand across her stomach, pushed her back and trailed my tongue between her tits, to her rounded stomach, down to her spread thighs.

I sucked at the flesh on her right thigh causing her back to arch, I kissed up to her pussy and spread her dripping wet lips apart. “Look at this shit,” cream oozed from her making her cunt glisten.

I moaned, sharp and broken before taking her clit into my mouth and suckling. I sucked until she grabbed my head, forcing my face further into her wetness. She rode my face, winding her hips until her body tightened then convulsed so hard I heard her toes crack. I licked her through her orgasm. Savoring the taste of her.

When I stood, she tried to fold into herself to rest.

I didn’t give her a chance to. I maneuvered her body so she was positioned on her back, with her legs spread to the heavens.

“I can’t right now.” she whined.

“You can and you will.”

I tapped the head of my dick against her clit.

Her soft whimpers made pre cum trickle from me dick. I lined him up with her now sopping wet pussy, pushing into her. Even after earlier, she was so damn tight. I tortured myself sliding in slowly, so as not to hurt her. When I was fully seated inside, the strokes that followed were just as slow, but deep. I wanted her to feel me, every inch was for her. Her pussy clenched, squeezing me,

“Atticus,” she whispered, reaching for me.

“Yes, my love.”

“More.” she nearly purred, encouraging me to speed up as she dragged her nails down my torso, rubbing my six pack, sending tingles racing up my spine.

I worked my hips giving her a long deep thrust before gripping her ankle. I brought her pretty foot to my mouth, ran my tongue through her toes.

Her leg shook.

“Oh God, you’re gonna make me cum again.” She breathed harshly as her hand snaked its way between her legs. I watched as she massaged her clit, chasing her orgasm. I let her foot go to knock her hand away.

“Don’t be in such a rush baby, let me get you there. We have all night.”

She groaned and gripped the sheet.

I sped up my strokes.

She cooed, while reaching out and pulling me down to her. I blanketed her sweat slicked body with mine. She felt so soft.

She wrapped her legs around my waist as I leaned my forehead against hers. I watched her eyes roll to the back of her head.

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