Page 83 of Peaches

She reaches out to me quickly and pulls me hard against her naked frame. My cock wedged between us, she grinds her hips into me and forces a moan from my lips.

“So, fuck me hard,Daddy. And maybe then you’ll hear me scream your name,Sir.”

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GRACE

“Fucking hell, Grace,” he growls as his lips crash into mine and he hoists me in the air.

In one swift move he quickly lowers me on his length as his hips thrust up inside me and I scream out in the most beautiful, breathtaking, pleasurable pain I’ve ever known. Our kiss pauses as he stills with me in his arms, his cock painfully pressed deep inside me. I feel it pulse, throb, as I open my eyes and see his already staring back in my own.

We didn’t use a condom.

He’s thinking it, I’m thinking it.

But as my hips lift and rotate on instinct, his eyes close and his tongue begins to move once more against my own. We relinquish everything between us and give in to the desire tojust feelthe love we’ve found between us and leave all thinking to after.

Suspended in our own perfect heaven, he lifts my hips over and over again as he thrusts inside me and I cry out against his lips. My sensitive nub rubs against his pelvis as I force myself up and down his body, exquisitely pulling his length in and out of my wetness, matching his movement and not nearly getting enough.

His hand fists my hair as he tongues my mouth desperately, almost hysterically, a need that matches my own, and then takes a few steps to the wall across the room. He pushes me up against it and begins to pound into my sex harder, faster, gaining the leverage he needs and the friction I so craved.

“Heaven, Peaches?” he groans, as our lips part and his head quickly drops as he sucks my nipple in his mouth. I cry out as he bites down, causing a jolt of ecstasy to shoot straight to my clit. He flicks his tongue against my tender peak strongly and then licks up it deliciously as he pounds into me stronger than before. “Hell, it’s immoral how good you feel wrapped around my throbbing cock, Grace.”

I scream as he bites down on my other breast and then feel him quickly lick the sting away with his talented tongue.

“Fucking paradise,” he whispers, as his movements quicken and I groan from exertion, needing more, taking no less, and pleading with my body, warring with it, as it feels more pleasure than it ever has, and I beg myself not to crash over the edge just yet.

His lips find my ear as he growls, “Your wet, juicy peach is going to make me cum harder than I ever have in my life, Grace. Should I jack off on your tits, or your ass, because fuck me, I can’t last much longer, Sweetheart.”

He pulls me off the wall and stalks towards the bed. Never breaking our connection as he lays us down and forces my legs above my head. The position makes me take him in deeper than before and I gasp from the way his length hits the magical spot deep inside me as he hammers into my core relentlessly over and over again. He looks down between us and moans as I quickly look and do the same.

I watch, mesmerized, as his length, coated with my arousal, pulls in and out of my velvet lips. I’m swollen, slick, and sucking him in and out of my body perfectly like a glove. Looking up, his eyes lock with mine as his hips move faster. He smacks my pussy and I cry out as he fucks me harder.

“You need to cum, Grace.”

Smack!

Fuck! I can’t take much more!

Smack!

Smack!

God, I want to, but I can’t as I feel my clit throbbing on the brink of release.

He pulls out of me and I almost loose it. Grabbing my hips, he turns me over quickly and pulls my hair back so his lips rest against my ear. His tip breaches my entrance and I shove my hips backward needing to feel him inside me, quickly, but he denies me the satisfaction.

“Did you ever think it could feel this good,” he whispers, as his tip pushes forward, slowly entering my sex before pulling back out again only to repeat the torture a second later. He hisses out as his engorged crown slips in and out of my wet center over and over again and I grow wetter than I thought possible.

“I didn’t,” he confesses. “I didn’t know that falling for you would help me find all that I’ve ever wanted, Grace.”

His length slowly slips inside me and I cry out as tears threaten to fall from my eyes. The way he’s loving my body, our souls fusing together for the very first time, it’s too perfect, and I can’t take it as a tear falls free. He rotates his hips slowly, lovingly, as he pulls tenderly through my wetness and brings us a sort of calm before our stormy release.

I enjoy the pleasure as he makes love to my body, the only sound in the room our moans of ecstasy for moments that stretch into several minutes as we enjoy each other’s souls the way God intended. He takes his time, loving me, and I’ve never known my body could give a man such pleasure as I hear his moans, his lustful growls, his sharp intake of breath and whisperedsweetnothings fall from his lips.

I was never confident in myself, until now. With every touch he reminds me I’m the reason for his undoing, his arousal, his pleasure, as he tells me how beautiful I am, how much he loves my curves, my breasts, my hips, my thighs, the feeling of my body wrapped snuggly around him. When the connection between us becomes too strong, he stops, his cock buried deep inside me as my world stops spinning and everything in it finally falls into place. Finally feels right.

Carefree.

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