Page 61 of Only You and Me

As he continues to work my nipples with his mouth, alternating between my breasts and occasionally biting down just hard enough to shoot pleasure through my body, he slides a hand between my legs. I swear I become even more soaked when he groans as he feels how wet I am. It’s mere seconds until he slips two fingers into my aching pussy then pumps in and out several times before pulling his mouth from my breast and dropping to his knees in front of me.

“God, Trina, your pussy is fucking perfect.”

I’m not sure what I expected him to do, but it wasn’t to fuck me with his fingers while he watched from eye level. I can’t stop myself from watching his face, hooded eyes, biting his lower lip as his fingers push in and out of me.

When I’m so close I think I’m going to die if I don’t come, Ben leans in and flicks my clit with his tongue while he continues to finger fuck me.

“Oh, God. Yes, do more of that. Please.” Bursts of pleasure radiate through my body as my lower half shakes uncontrollably through my orgasm. Ben reaches one hand behind me to hold on to my ass, keeping me pressed against his amazing fucking tongue.

When he stands, I assume he’ll finally fuck me with that cock I’m dying to get inside of me, but he turns me to face the wall and nestles his cock between my legs. The front of his body presses against the back of mine and I love it.

I’ve barely come down from my orgasm and he’s got one hand slid between us, cupping my breast again and lazily flicking my nipple with his thumb. His other hand slips between my legs once again. He expertly strokes between my legs, avoiding my clit, which is so sensitive right now I’m sure it will kill me if he touches it.

He puts his mouth right next to my ear and begins talking to me in hushed tones. “Now that we’ve taken some of the initial tension away, I’m gonna tell you what happens next. Okay, baby?”

“Mm hmm,” I mumble, struggling to focus on all the places his body is touching mine.

“I’m gonna play with your perfect tits and that delicious pussy of yours for a bit. Kind of like I’m doing now, but when I know you’re ready, I’m gonna touch your clit again and make you come one more time for?—”

“I can’t, Ben. It’s too sensitive.”

“You can, babe. I’m giving it a break, but then I know you can. And you will and it’s going to feel so amazing for us both. You with me so far?”

“Yes, I’ll try. But I want your cock in me,” I whine.

“My cock will most definitely be in you, I promise. But you’re gonna give me one more orgasm before we do that.” I whimper as Ben moves closer to my clit, flicking my nipple just a hint faster than a few seconds ago. “When you come for me again, I’m gonna turn you around and you're going to wrap those gorgeous legs around me. Then I’m gonna fuck you so hard against this wall that we’ll both see stars.”

“Yes, please. Do that now.”

“Not yet”—he pauses his words and kisses me on my hair next to my ear—“but as soon as you come for me again.”

Then, with that, he’s touching my clit, rubbing fast little circles over it and alternating the pressure until I’m writhing. I need to come now. No matter how sensitive my clit is.

“I can’t wait to fuck you, Trina. God, it’s been so long, and I’ve missed everything about you.”

“I’m so close. Tell… tell me more of what you remember about me, what I like. Please. God, I need to come. Please tell me more.”

“I remember that when you really need to come and are having trouble letting go, you love this.” He pinches my nipple so hard that my body explodes as pleasure, augmented by just a hint of the pain from the pinch, absolutely roars through my body. I didn’t think it was possible, but I swear this second orgasm lasts even longer than the first.

“God, babe,” he says as he cups my pussy and my breast. “You’re always so beautiful, but this—when you can let go of that control for a minute and let yourself feel the pleasure—you’re so damn radiant with this look on your face.”

Like he knows exactly when I’m ready, he turns me around to face him, my body desperately needing the wall and him for support after all the pleasure he’s wrung from me. He kisses my mouth so reverently that I feel absolutely worshipped.

But I want more.

“Now. Please. Fuck. Me.” I’m panting and I’m pleading and right now, I’m not above any of it.

I’m not sure Ben can truly lift me and hold me up. I’m not a little woman. But the thought barely registers before he has his hands on my ass and does just that. I wrap my legs around his waist.

Without making me wait, he slides his cock into my drenched, throbbing pussy and fills me so amazingly. He’s slow and methodical at first.

“Faster,” I order.

Ben just chuckles in response.“I can’t yet. You’ve already got me too close, just from your tight pussy clenched around me. I need a minute or I’m gonna finish so fast it’ll be humiliating.”

He continues his measured pace and, sure enough, after a few minutes, my body seems fueled to erupt again. Ben’s cock is apparently the accelerant. Hell, who am I kidding? Ben’s whole body—his hands, his mouth, his cock—light my body up.

“God, Trina. Please tell me you’re getting close because I’m trying my best to hold back, but everything in me is begging to fuck you harder.”

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